Chapter 23 - Page 326 - Field Of Flowers

   "Good-bye tears, forever flow. Could my zeal, sustain and hold. These for sin could not atone. Thou must save and thou alone."

   The sky rippled. It was as if a wave had rolled from the east and rushed across the clouds. Everything became still, as if Angel Town were in a time warp. Lightning flashed through the sky and thunder rumbled far and wide. A ferocious storm evolved. The congregation shifted uncomfortably.

   The sound of the music was now mixed with the sound of the pounding rain. "In my hand, the price I bring, simply to your cross I'll cling."

   Suddenly everything went silent. Not even the singers could be heard. Jim looked across the congregation. He could see the singers singing, but he couldn't hear the music. The singers were standing on a white, puffy cloud that was as big as the platform. They each wore a crown on their head. Everyone in the congregation was sitting on fluffy clouds too, wearing golden crowns and white robes and holding palm branches in their hands.

   The singers' mouths were moving and Jim assumed everyone else could hear them singing, but he was wrong. Every person in the congregation shared his vision.

   A booming voice invaded Jim's thoughts. "Jim," the voice said, "this is a special day for Angel Town."

   "Sir," Jim said, "I don't understand this vision. Is God trying to show me something?"

   The messenger replied, "The vision you see is just to occupy your mind. You think everyone is listening to the singers, but the gospel group isn't even singing. Those in the church are having different visions. God's children are having the same kind of vision you are, but Jesus is speaking to all the nonbelievers."

   "Is Jesus speaking to Rhasha?"

 The voice paused for a second. "Jesus is speaking to all the nonbelievers. This day, Rhasha's name will be added to the lamb's book of life."