I had a dream the other
night,
And woke up soaked
with sweat.
Because of things God
showed to me …
Things I can’t
forget!
In my dream I stood
before
A massive Golden
Gate.
As I began to walk on
through,
I heard a Voice say,
… “WAIT!”
I sensed the Presence of
the Lord,
But no one did I
see.
Then I turned … and what
I saw
Put the FEAR
of God in me!
There were millions upon
millions
Of tiny baby parts;
Hands and feet and arms
and legs,
And little beating
hearts.
I could not bear to look
upon
This expansive
“human sea.”
And when I cried, “God
what is this …?”
His response came
back to me.
“I gave my servant Moses
The command, ‘Thou
shalt not kill!’
I am the Lord … I
have not changed
And neither
has my Will!
“But you and others on
the earth
Have EXCHANGED
all my decrees,
So you can satisfy your
lust
And live just as you
please.
“My laws mean nothing to
you.
You riot, rape and
kill!
I am no longer the God
you serve,
You worship
YOUR god … self-will!
“You’ve legalized
abortion.
‘It’s a woman’s
choice,’ you say,
So you murder unborn
babies …
5,000 every day!
“You thought when you
dismembered …
Unwanted babies that
you bore,
That you could just
discard the parts
And be bothered with
them no more.
“But I searched through
all the garbage cans,
The toilets and
debris,
And gathered up these
baby parts
To form this ‘human
sea.’”
I turned my head and
looked away
From the sight that
I had seen.
And as I did, the sky
rolled back
Like on a giant TV
screen.
Across the sky there were
pictures formed,
I could see them
everywhere.
Each scene I saw, I knew
quite well …
As though I had been
there.
I stood with fear and
trembling
As I looked up at
the screen.
For the pictures that
were shown to me
Were filthy and
obscene.
Adults molesting children
…
What a sickening
sight to see.
While homosexuals filled
the streets
As they marched
defiantly!
Schools were filled with
violence …
No longer -- The
Golden Rule!
Then a Voice cried out
… “This all began
When you took prayer
out of school.
“The Ten Commandments
… no longer are
Displayed upon the
walls,
Of your schools of Higher
Learning
Or your public
building halls.
“You blame the
politicians
For the conditions
in your land.
You blame the religious
leaders
Because they do not
'take a stand.'
“But you’re the one who’s
guilty,
Not the others that
you say
For YOU
… could have made a difference
If you’d taken time
to pray.
“You had the time to work
each day.
At night you watched
TV.
You had the time for
'important things.'
But you had no
time for ME!
“I called to you so
often,
‘Won’t you please
come unto Me?
I’ll forgive your sin and
heal your land.’
But you …
ignored My plea.
“Depart from Me, you
wicked one!
A prayerless life
… your crime.
You’ll have Eternity to
think about …
Too busy
… and … no time!”
