Chapter 23 - Page 335 - Field Of Flowers

   The singing stopped and the room fell silent. Ghostly white clouds poured from both sides of the ten-foot tall white cross. The clouds swirled all through the church, flying as if they were alive. After the clouds passed over, in between, and through the congregation several times, they came to a stop and hovered above the people. They turned into a warm mist that rained down on the congregation, so gently as to be unfelt. As Jim watched the mist rain down on the congregation, he sensed that the mist was sent to the people from the Holy Spirit as a way to soften their hearts and to give them understanding.

   A voice boomed in his vision, "Jim, behold the work of the Lord."

   Jim fell to his knees and clasped his hands together as if to pray. "Sir," he said, "I don't understand. What does the vision mean?"

   Everything and everyone became motionless, as if time had stopped. Jim was the only person who could move.

   "Jim," the voice thundered, "the television crew recorded the vision you saw. No one in the congregation saw it. These miracles will be shown throughout the world. Everyone who sees these miracles on television will see Jesus with his hands reaching out to them. He will ask them to invite him into their hearts. God will put understanding in their souls and over a million people will accept Jesus as their savior."

   Jim was excited by what the messenger said. He bowed his head to praise God. When he finished praying, he looked to the sky for a glimpse of the throne room, but the window to heaven was closed, and black clouds gathered in the west. The black cluster rolled across the sky. Lightning illuminated the heavens as thunder rumbled far and wide. The clouds vanished and the sun shone brightly again. The roof of the church reappeared. The vision was over.