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Guess which True Christian Jesus visited in a dream last night!
Me! 
In the dream, I was making a wine spritzer for my husband, Mr. Whitford, when the room around me started getting brighter. I turned around, and there in front of me was JESUS!
If I wasn't already asleep, I would have fainted on the spot!
Jesus looked at me with His piercing blue eyes, and with a warm smile on His handsome face said, "Mary, you're doing pretty darned good. Thank you for spreading My Word."
I stammered a little, and my face was bright red, but I managed to get out a quiet, "Thank You, Lord. Thank You!"
He continued, "You did well when I brought you and your husband, Mr. Whitford, together and I inspired him to chose you to be his wife, and your son is a credit to you both. If I weren't returning any day now, he would grow into a fine True Christian™ man and find himself a fine True Christian™ wife to bear even MORE soldiers for me!"
A grin spread across my face as I asked, "That would have been great news, Lord! But please tell me, when ARE you coming back?"
Christ brushed a lock of His golden blond hair off his face and, grinning, said to me, "Patience, patience! You already know how everything ends, do you really want Me to spoil all the surprises for you?"
I dropped to my knees and cried, "Yes, Lord! YES! Please let me know!"
Jesus laughed - a sound more musical than the most melodious hymn yet unmistakenly masculine - and said, "Oh, sweet Mary Maria! I know all the sin in the world seems to be too much to bear! It hurts Me too. Don't think for a moment that I don't seeth with anger over what Hussein Obama is doing to America, or that sodomites don't stab at My heart with every thrust of their tallywhackers in places I never intended them to go! But I, in My role as My Father, had patience enough to create the world in six days when I could have snapped it all into existence in just one. You can show similar patience and wait a little longer for the trumpet to sound and you will be Raptured up to be with Me forever in Heaven!"
A tear found its way down my cheek. Was it happiness that the Rapture would be coming soon, or sadness that it hadn't come yet? Perhaps a little of both.
"I'm sorry, my precious Lord! I know that You have Your plan set and that You are following it as You see fit! I promise I will keep doing what I can in following Your plan for me too!"
With a chuckle, Jesus took me into His muscular arms and gave me a hug. "I know you will, Mary. Ever since you found My REAL Word and left the filthy world of papism and idolatry, you've done Me proud! Now keep up the good work, and don't let the liberals, sodomites, atheists, witches, and feminazis keep you down!"
He then tussled my hair and said, "You'd better finish making that spritzer and get it to Mr. Whitford. I'd hate for you to ascend to Glory with a blackened eye."
The Lord gave me a wink, then the room brightened once more and just like that, He was gone.
When I woke up, I was so excited that Mr. Whitford had to come into my room and slap me three times to get me to calm down! Jesus gave me a vision, proving without a shadow of a doubt that we are doing His work here at Landover!
HALLELUJAH!
In the dream, I was making a wine spritzer for my husband, Mr. Whitford, when the room around me started getting brighter. I turned around, and there in front of me was JESUS!
If I wasn't already asleep, I would have fainted on the spot!Jesus looked at me with His piercing blue eyes, and with a warm smile on His handsome face said, "Mary, you're doing pretty darned good. Thank you for spreading My Word."
I stammered a little, and my face was bright red, but I managed to get out a quiet, "Thank You, Lord. Thank You!"
He continued, "You did well when I brought you and your husband, Mr. Whitford, together and I inspired him to chose you to be his wife, and your son is a credit to you both. If I weren't returning any day now, he would grow into a fine True Christian™ man and find himself a fine True Christian™ wife to bear even MORE soldiers for me!"
A grin spread across my face as I asked, "That would have been great news, Lord! But please tell me, when ARE you coming back?"
Christ brushed a lock of His golden blond hair off his face and, grinning, said to me, "Patience, patience! You already know how everything ends, do you really want Me to spoil all the surprises for you?"
I dropped to my knees and cried, "Yes, Lord! YES! Please let me know!"
Jesus laughed - a sound more musical than the most melodious hymn yet unmistakenly masculine - and said, "Oh, sweet Mary Maria! I know all the sin in the world seems to be too much to bear! It hurts Me too. Don't think for a moment that I don't seeth with anger over what Hussein Obama is doing to America, or that sodomites don't stab at My heart with every thrust of their tallywhackers in places I never intended them to go! But I, in My role as My Father, had patience enough to create the world in six days when I could have snapped it all into existence in just one. You can show similar patience and wait a little longer for the trumpet to sound and you will be Raptured up to be with Me forever in Heaven!"
A tear found its way down my cheek. Was it happiness that the Rapture would be coming soon, or sadness that it hadn't come yet? Perhaps a little of both.
"I'm sorry, my precious Lord! I know that You have Your plan set and that You are following it as You see fit! I promise I will keep doing what I can in following Your plan for me too!"
With a chuckle, Jesus took me into His muscular arms and gave me a hug. "I know you will, Mary. Ever since you found My REAL Word and left the filthy world of papism and idolatry, you've done Me proud! Now keep up the good work, and don't let the liberals, sodomites, atheists, witches, and feminazis keep you down!"
He then tussled my hair and said, "You'd better finish making that spritzer and get it to Mr. Whitford. I'd hate for you to ascend to Glory with a blackened eye."
The Lord gave me a wink, then the room brightened once more and just like that, He was gone.
When I woke up, I was so excited that Mr. Whitford had to come into my room and slap me three times to get me to calm down! Jesus gave me a vision, proving without a shadow of a doubt that we are doing His work here at Landover!
HALLELUJAH!
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