FINAL SEVENTY TWO HOURS!
Final Seventy Two Hours!
While sleeping soundly one evening after a very long and tiring day
I had a Heavenly Telegram delivered to my pillow.
In case you didn’t know this. Your pillow is used by
Heaven as a de facto mailbox where God addresses His Letters to you.
Your dreams are used as a default location to receive all your
exclusive encrypted mails from the Post Office of Heaven!
And so, yes there I was minding my business in the
Theatre of Dreams.
When suddenly, a snow white letter bearing my name and pillow
address was lowered to me.
I excitedly opened the seamless snow white envelope bearing
the Seal of Heaven.
Incredibly, the words inside looked finer and purer than the finest
gold. The bold fonts were designed in rich multi-dimensional gold.
The glossy and transparent golden letters seem to turn
in sync with my rolling eyes.
It was hard to miss a single word when the very letter in my hands could
read and guide my mind!
I have no human vocabulary to explain to you just how
absorbing and delicious it was to read the Heavenly Letter.
Words literally jumped out of the page and landed directly into my heart
as soothing raindrops to a thirsty soul.
I was flabbergasted with joy unspeakable!
All the words of this Letter were more real than my actual
thoughts. Reading this Heavenly Letter tasted like food I’ve never had before.
Line by line, all the words disappeared before my eyes
and I could feel them like breathing in every beat of my heart.
One more thing. You really need no lantern to read this Letter
because it literally glows in the dark!
Every single word was looking up to me like chirping bird’s
cheeks inside a nest. Read me first! Oh what a dream this was!
Dear Pikelela. The letter read. It has been determined and
concluded by the Highest Justice of Heaven bearing the Seal of Twenty Four
Elders.
You are hereby gloriously informed by this Heavenly Eternal
Council to prepare for your Sunset.
Your Day on Earth divinely ends within the next Seventy Two Earthly
Hours.
By the time you read the last line of this Letter. It
will be zero hours to your countdown!
Leaving you with the precious 103680 seconds before your
Transition.
Welcome to Heaven in advance Sydney Gutyungwa.
Signed and Sealed,
The Twenty Four Elders in Heaven at God’s Prerogative.
Amen.
Amazingly, at the end of my dream, I woke up still holding this
empty snow white envelope.
What a rare collection for me this side of Heaven! I
thought to myself.
In a lightening flash at a blink of an eye, the priceless seamless snow
white envelope disappeared back into Eternity.
Even though not so frightening this dream was, I was
determined and encouraged to guard against any useless word or thoughts.
Thy Word have I hid in mine heart that I might not sin against Thee.
Instead of running around saying my goodbyes to the
world which was never kind to me I chose to still away with the Lord and bide
my time!
What would you do if Heaven had served you with seventy two hours
before you breathed your last?
Final Seventy Two Hours I was served and for seventy
two hours
I’m going to mind my words and thoughts like it was my last day on earth!
It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the Living
God.
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