A vision of the lost

Today, as a bit of a teaser, I want to share the start of a Vision, not mine, that I will share on Sunday:

“I saw a dark and stormy ocean. Over it the black clouds hung heavily; through them every now and then vivid lightening flashed, and loud thunder rolled, while the winds moaned, and the waves rose and foamed, towered and broke, only to rise and foam, tower and break again.

In that ocean I thought I saw myriads of poor human beings plunging and floating, shouting and shrieking, cursing and struggling and drowning; and as they cursed and screamed, they rose and shrieked again, and then some sank to rise no more.

And I saw out of this dark angry ocean, a mighty rock that rose up with its summit towering high above the black clouds that overhung the stormy sea. And all around the base of this great rock I saw a vast platform.”

What happens next??? Come and join us Sunday.

Only Jesus,
Dony

Quote from "Vision of the Lost" by William Booth