Letters From The Apocalypse - Chapter III

   144,000

   It's amazing to me that I have not seen the truth for so long! Why has it taken me so long? My name is David Barbash, and I am one of the 144,000 sealed of  Israel. Oh, how much time I have wasted looking for a Messiah that has already come! Jesus the Christ! The only begotten Son of God! Here is my story:

   I was making my way through Jerusalem after the earthquake, which I have learned was the sixth of many more judgements to come, but that is aside the fact. I saw two men in the street. They were dressed odd. They were clothed in what looked like burlap sacks. They called to me.. by name! They told me every thing about me! They said "You look for a messiah that has already come, He was wounded for your transgressions in this very city about 2000 years ago. He died so you might have everlasting life in Him." And when he said that, well I, I broke down in the middle of the city streets and cried like a baby. They both put a hand on my shoulder and said "You will be one of the sealed of our God, David."
    I didn't understand. They said "you will in due time." We all got up, and they began shouting with a loud voice that made me jump back, and it needed no amplification "Glory to the name of Jesus! He is the Alpha, and the Omega! The Beginning and the End!"

   I couldn't believe it! God rescued me! And as I go through the streets of Jerusalem I see men and women with this cross symbol on their foreheads. They were looking at me as strangely as I was looking at them, until I asked a girl in her mid thirties what she had on her forehead, she smiled, then laughed, and said "The same thing you have, my friend." I rushed to a pool of water and I couldn't see it! I said "There is nothing on my forehead!" She said softly "I can see yours, and you can see mine, you can't see yours, and I can't see mine." She walked away into the lonely streets of Jerusalem...

   Silence

   These preachers in Jerusalem... I cannot explain them to you in common terms. And to make matters worse, I cannot get to them to ask them what I must do! The air traffic controllers claim that after the meteor shower, it is too risky to fly. So I'm stuck like a beast in a cage! Half an hour. Just wait half an hour. Half an hour...

    The first angel sounded: And hail and fire followed, mingled with blood, and they were thrown to the earth.And a third of the trees were burned up, and all green grass was burned up.