We the redeemed were sitting together amongst a celestial crowd whom had gathered outside the
front of the main castle. Pavilions had been set up, benches had been erected for the massive crowds
to sit on. Beverage carts were plentiful yet all the drinks were free. Fresh baked pretzels with sides of
cheese, fresh picked apples and other fruit from the citrus trees were in abundant supply for a bite
to eat. No more shuffling around in one's pockets to find some loose change to pay the attendants working
the booths of fare.
We all had settled down as the King who was seated with His immediate court, gestured for the Royal Story
Teller to begin this day's tale; now there would be many more such joyous, warm occasions.
"Listen, listen now," the bearer began. "Listen as I tell the tale of the Old Glory Knights, the sons and
daughters of His Majesty's mighty thunder.
Whether these Knights rode upon horses that crossed the lands, or rode inside the grand iron horses
beneath the Earth's oceans, or flew upon the winged horses of the wind... we owe the greatest debt,
and the deepest layers of gratitude as they were obedient to the call and out realm's worthiest cause; the
cause was to get the word out that our Highest King was coming to possess His lands, to save His people
from sin and death because all belongs to Him, to our fair and our most Beloved.
So now we are here to thank the states of the red, white and blue, the military for having sacrificed your
lives for your country, for the larger picture of God. There would have been more dire straights without you.
You kept Old Glory's dreams, its blessed flag alive, waving strong in the winds of change, of the life yet to come.
Freedom which was left in your care was more priceless than any gold and sparkled more than any gem, its
beauty so full.
Because of your sacrifice we were able to sleep safely and even soundly during many of the midnight hours.
It is so sad to think that Satan had so many in his control, his command, his human puppets, soldiers didn't understand
the ugliness of hell was so clearly with them.
Ugliness with no regard to the peace of our one true God, yes I'll even say it Jesus Christ our Lord.
Ugliness in regards with too much anger and possessing non progressive ways, no patience for enlightenment of the
people who were all learning to follow the Truth, the Life and the Way.
(to be continued - Old Glory Knights part II)