Sunday  December 5,  2010     6:03  P.M. C. S. T.

By Kenneth Martin

Written Saturday  11:46 P.M.

Wrecked My Car

My Son I Speak To Thee Concerning The Wreck You Had Last Night. Surely When The Deer Suddenly Appeared Before Your Car and There Was Only A Second Before Impact and You Could Do Nothing To Prevent It,

Yea! The Rapture Of The Church Will Be Even Faster, Quicker Than The Eye, and See It.

Yea! I Will Snatch My Church Away,

Yea! So Fast Nobody Will See Them Leave.

My Son, Suddenly Your Car Was Destroyed Last Night, and Suddenly Shall People Of This World Be Destroyed In Their Hearts When The Church Leaves and They Will Not Be Able To Prevent That Either.

Be Still My Son, I Will Give Thee A Car To Drive, In Your Financial Condition You Are Deeply Concerned, As You Was Bothered Through The Night About It.

Peace I Say, For I Am With Thee.