Interview Before the Rapture

7-1/2 Minute Lunch-break Interviews
by MooPig da' Furst

Today we will be interviewing Mr Lorrie Tannenbaum Kincaid from Montmartre in Paris.
We hold Thursday lunch time interviews with passers-by in hopes to randomly tap into a stream of thought that interests you -- you our beloved readers. And hopefully not before the Rapture breaks up our talk. Today's Subject? Well it's Visions... 

:: Do you have visions, Mr Kincaid?

-- You are in your car driving home. Thoughts wander to the game you want to see or meal you want to eat, when suddenly a sound unlike any you've ever heard fills the air. The sound is high above you.

:: What is the Sound Mr Kincaid? A trumpet? A choir? A choir of trumpets?

--You don't know, but you want to know... So you pull over, get out of your car, and look up. As you do, you see you aren't the only curious one.

The roadside has become a parking lot. Car doors are open, and people are staring at the sky.

Shoppers are racing out of the grocery store. The Little League baseball game across the street has come to a halt. Players and parents are searching the clouds ...

:: So, it is Summer time and Baseball Season?

And what they see, and what you see, has never before been seen. As if the sky were a curtain, the drapes of the atmosphere part. A brilliant light spills onto the earth. There are no shadows. None.

:: Do you see hues, Mr Kincaid, do you? 

-- From every hue ever seen and a million more never seen. Riding on the flow is an endless fleet of angels. They pass through the curtains one myriad at a time, until they occupy every square inch of the sky.

:: Is that myriad through Time, or curtain time on Myriads.. ?

Keep up --- I am saying  "North. South. East. West."

:: You don't seem to be following my questions ... Do you see the Cherubim, Mr Kincaid, and flanks of Angels? 

-- There - the Thousands of silvery wings rise and fall in unison, and over the sound of the trumpets, you can hear the cherubim and seraphim chanting, Holy, Holy, Holy... The final flank of angels is followed by twenty-four silver-bearded elders and a multitude of souls who join the angels in worship.

Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet.

:: You are talking very, very loud Mr Kincaid, but you said it is all quiet now, are you in this vision now?

 -- The angels turn, you turn, the entire world turns and there He is... Jesus.

-- Through waves of light you see the silhouetted figure of Christ the King. He is atop a great stallion, and the stallion is atop a billowing cloud. He opens his mouth, and you are surrounded by his declaration:

:: Is it, is it the One? 

-- "I am the Alpha and the Omega."

:: You are the Alpha and Omega? 

-- No silly, I'm Jewish --  He is Alpha-Omega ... The angels bow their heads.... The elders remove their crowns... and set them on the ground as they all kneel...

:: So Jewish Elders are kneeling; their crowns are on the ground, yes? ...

-- And before you is a Figure so consuming that you know, instantly you know: Nothing else matters.........

:: What exactly doesn't matter, Mr Kincaid? I am terribly sorry your meal isn't Kosher...

Forget stock markets and school reports. Sales meetings and football games. Nothing is newsworthy... All that mattered, matters no more.. For Christ has come.

:: Earlier you mentioned Baseball games, is it Football Season... does this vision last for half a year?  Oooops,  'That is seven minutes and concludes our lunch break interview with you; do you have anything else you want to add?

-- YES !! Please let me know the exact time you publish this. It is mystical--honest.
This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, he saw me, and he asked: My child, what is your greatest wish for today?

:: Very good we will file this one under "Mystical \ Honest" ... but I am confused in that you are now a Child? Are you part of the Little League Baseball game? Or ...

-- I responded: 'Lord please; take care of my family, my friends, the person who is reading this message, their family and their special friends. They deserve it and I love them very much'.
The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginnings but not its end.
This message works on the day you receive it.

:: What works exactly, Mr Kincaid? We always thought it was our job to point to the Lamb as the most worthy one around ... Or, no?

-- To some it may sound dumb, but the person who sent this to me was impressed with its timing. Let's see if it is true.

:: True? Okay I think Mr Kincaid is out to filibuster our date... go on take us out Mr K ... 

-- ... SOMETHING GOOD WILL HAPPEN TO YOU TODAY. SOMETHING THAT YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING TO HEAR.

-- THIS IS NOT A JOKE; SOMEONE WILL CALL YOU BY PHONE OR WILL SPEAK TO YOU ABOUT SOMETHING THAT YOU WERE WAITING TO HEAR. DO NOT BREAK THIS CHAIN. SEND IT TO A MINIMUM OF 4 PEOPLE.

:: Okay Mr Kincaid ... We understand it is not a joke. We will get this out to at least seven people, who might read parts of it.

-- WAIT; there is one more thing, Put the Date and Time in the 'Subject' area when you read it. Lorrie T Kincaid; Knoxville Tennessee [ ... ]

That does it! Thank you all for joining us in this Thursday 7-1/2 Minute Lunch Break Interview with Mr Lorrie Tannenbaum Kincaid -- a Visioner.
This is MooPig da' Furst bidding you good afternoon after lunch.
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