Jesus had come. The dead had been raised and all of God's people had been transformed to live with God and all the heavenly host forever. God's own, those who Jesus died for and who accepted His sacrifice and became one with Him, were lifted up with all the heavenly host on their ascend to the kingdom of God. Thank God it all was real now and we all were saved.
We were lifted up. One moment our feet searched for balance on the reeling ground, the next moment we walked easily, but there was no ground. We climbed, but there were no stairs.
The earth's surface sliding below us rippled like the waves of a sea. A crack yawned into schasm, it swallowed a few miles of crumbled houses and constructions of man - cars, freeways, city blocks, arenas - then it closed again.
Around us was an ocean of people, a solid mass of all ages, as far as the eye could see. Surely the sky could not hold them all. Yet we did not seem to be crowded. We moved effortlessly farther on and always higher and higher - toward our Savior - Jesus. We were way above the clouds. They thinned to white threads, and we could look through and beneath them. People still streamed upward, an indescribable army of all sizes. They all impressed us with their total youth and vigor. People poured past us, running, climbing, laughing, every face reflecting the glory of the appearing of the Father, the Saviour and His hosts. Looking back down, we could see no life on earth. The planet smoldered and appeared not as we remembered it.
Our eyes turned up. A tall messenger came toward us and said, `Someone is eager to find you.' Joy rose in his eyes and bubbled over his face almost as if he were teasing, as if after so many years, he loved the special privilege of what he was doing.
In an instant I recognized her.
"Mother!" Then we held each other.
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