Pushing Through Portals of Time
We all stood there just looking at it. It was bright and filled with swirling lights. The kind of lights that almost put you in a trance and then you step in and you move beyond the speed of sound. It was like an intricate system of highways and byways and locomotive tracks that moved the children of God all across the universe to do their end time work. We ran from one corner of the universe to the next battling demons and the principalities of the air. None of them could touch us either because we came with the power of God.
I remember it was the best of times. It was me, my friend from Kenya, and my best friend here in the United States. We were chasing these demons who were throwing wild parties at the executioner's camps. They were celebrating that the children of God were being executed at the FEMA camps set up all across the planet and yet we were sent by the Creator Himself to shut down their after hours shenanigans.
As soon as we showed up on the scene we used our spiritual weapons to overcome the powers of darkness. We knew that our time was quite limited because we were needed somewhere else too. I think it was in China. So off the three of us went through the portal holes that God the Father designed for the entertainment of His end times army. We had so much fun back in the day! Rumor has it that we will doing it all over again one day very soon!
(This writing is based on a dream that was sent to me by Jehovah God).
Copyright © Gwendolen Song | Year Posted 2016
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