The Carpenter from Nazareth calmly reached down and with strength born of a wood shop, lifted Death above his head and unceremoniously hurled him into the fiery pit.
No more is there the enemy of God.
No more sorrow.
No more death.
Men and angels cheered and cheered, again and again, even as they wiped from their faces the last tears of sorrow ever to be known.
As they cheered, the Lord turned and faced the grave.
“Rise, principalities. Rise, Sabbath. Rise again, old earth and old heaven.”
The Carpenter gritted his teeth in anger. “Rise, law if you can!
Rise, religion, ritual, and ordinances, you who stole freedom from those who are ever free. Rise now from this grave or forever be vanquished. In your place will utter freedom forever reign!”
A heart-stopping moment ensued. Then the man from Galilee raised the grave above his head and plunged it deep into the sulfuric pit.
I finished all things before I created all things.
Now is that story ended.
Now are all things old concluded.
Michael stepped out from the angelic throng, raised his massive sword above his head, and hurled it high into the vast oblivion of nothingness.
Gabriel, following, raised his mighty trumpet above his head. “Naught of the future requires the services of such a sound.” With that, Gabriel hurled his trumpet in pursuit of Michael’s sword. An acclamation of approval arose from the redeemed.
Urged on by such a witness, there followed the sound of ten thousand upon ten thousand scabbards falling from the waists of angels. A hundred million angels swing their swords for the last time as they cast them into the vortex of nothingness.
These words grabbed every fiber of my being as I read them. I recommend the author and his writings to those who are not afraid to plunge deeper into the mysteries of God. They are from Gene Edwards’ book: “The Return.” The “Return” is book number five of “The Chronicles of the Door.”
As I read about the Archangel Michael hurling his mighty sword into the oblivion of nothingness, I could see myself laying my own sword at the feet of the Carpenter from Nazareth, my Commander-in-Chief. That day will surely come when I will not pick up my sword again. That day will surely come for all of us. My season of being a warrior will be ended. It will be ended forever. I will step across an invisible threshold into the company of the redeemed.
been shown a few mighty men of valor who have distinguished themselves in battle; but we know there are others whose names we do not know as yet.
But what is my job for the remaining days or years of my earthly life? What might your job be for the remaining days of your earthly life? We all must know what it is. Knowing it and doing it must have the highest priority.
My job is clear to me. I am to place into the lives of others everything that is in my treasure chest – both the tangible and the intangible resources. The tangible assets are located on Lake Pagosa in southwestern Colorado. You, the reader, may wish to click on the bench if you would like to get a look and a taste. The intangible assets are hidden on our web site and have to be “discovered” with the help of the Holy Spirit.
We are looking for those who will be wise stewards of these assets, both the tangible and intangible ones. We have found a few wise stewards. We have
If you know Jesus Christ as your Commander-in-Chief, we would like to meet you. If you know Jesus Christ as both the Lamb of God and the Lion of Judah, please click on either of the medallions. If you are not sure where you fit in God’s army, we would like to meet you. If your heart is aflame as you read these words, we would like to meet you. Your marching orders may be waiting for you.
The Sword of the Lord – Strongholds are Coming Down!
We printed 100,000 wallet size cards of the warfare prayer and will print more as the need arises. If you can appropriate this prayer for yourself and or would like to share it with others, we will send it to you. This would be the first step for us to get acquainted. You can click on the picture to learn more about us and why we created these wallet size cards.
In Jesus’ Name – my Commander-in-Chief,