Wednesday: What just happened? What happened to everyone? Where did they go? There was no warning, there were no signs, nothing. In an instant, my whole world has turned upside down! So many people have disappeared! Millions at least! Maybe more! Right now, I only know what's happening here in the US. Some people are calling it the rapture, but how could that be when there are so many Christians still around? I'm watching religious leaders on the news saying it can't be the rapture because they're still here. I'm so confused. Isn't the rapture just a religious fairytale to scare and control people? To traumatize little children? As if that's not bad enough, there are some equally insane theories being tossed around right now, like alien abductions, a crossover to an alternate universe, Gaia shedding human life to save herself, etc... How insane do you have to be to believe that stuff?! I didn't even attempt to go into work today because too many of the roads are impassible, and the highway is closed because of all the pileups. I don't even know if I have a job. So many things have been affected by the disappearances. Just to cover myself, I tried calling out today, but communications seem to still be down, so I could get fired for a no call/no show, but with what's happening right now, that's the least of my worries.
Thursday: I tried contacting Jen and Brian by sending texts and making phone calls all day yesterday, but everything's jammed up or, in many instances, cell phone service is non-existent, so it's difficult to call or text anyone. If Jen's gone, I don't know what I'll do. She's my only family. Please, please still be there, Jen. Please don't leave me all alone. I love you! I need you!
I couldn't stand losing communication with Jen, so I got in my car this afternoon and although many of the roads were obstructed with damaged vehicles, downed poles, or blocked by emergency or law enforcement vehicles, I was able to work my way around the city. On the way, I saw mobs of people looting a convenience store and gas station, but I was too focused on getting to Jen's house to pay attention. I finally arrived at their house and saw Jen's and Brian's cars in the driveway, so a spark of hope made my heart leap, but after I rang the doorbell, knocked on the door, then banged on their door with no response, my heart sank. I was able to get into the house, and that's when I began to panic. I called out their names, but no one responded. They weren't there, but strangely enough, their clothing was left in odd places. Jen's and the girls' clothing was on the couch and the television was still on. Jen's phone lay on the floor. I began looking for Brian, but I found his clothes on the chair and floor at the kitchen table. On the table was a bottle of water and an open bible. I asked myself if the disappearances could have actually be caused by the rapture. It seemed like I was grasping at straws, but where I found their clothes made my head spin with questions and doubt. All I really knew was that my greatest fear appeared to have been realized. My only sister was gone as were Brian and the girls, which means I'm all alone. I don't think I'll ever recover from this. I'm grieved to the point of despair.
It's late, but the latest news is that, long story short, the UN wants to control everything worldwide. They're saying there's a contingency plan in place for just such a worldwide emergency, but I've learned that when those in power start talking about peace and safety, that usually means there's going to be a power grab. Are they part of what's happened? Did they cause, or know who caused, the disappearances? It's very unsettling. I didn't recognize the UN representative that was speaking, but he was dressed sharp and seemed to be a calming influence on many of the people who were listening to him. Still... there's something about him that I don't like. I can't put my finger on it, but it's there.
Friday: What's happening?! It's like I exist in someone else's dream with no control over what's going to happen next. I neglected to mention yesterday that Jen had told me that if anything were to happen to her and her family... if they, along with millions of other people worldwide, were to suddenly disappear, I needed to access a small zippered case that contains important information for me, and that it's located in the furthest kitchen cabinet. Before I left her house yesterday, I found it and brought it home with me. It had something written on the top of it, but I didn't bother to read it. I just wanted to get back home as quickly as possible.
I haven't slept well. I've only had short catnaps since Wednesday. I've been too busy watching the news nonstop, trying to keep my mind busy with trying to piece this all together to make some sort of sense out of it all. I still have electricity and the satellite dish is still picking up a signal, so I guess I'm better off than a lot of other people. By now, I've learned that billions of people, mostly children, had suddenly vanished... disappeared, and it happened worldwide at the same moment. Things have gone downhill in record time. Every news report seems to numb me even further as more and more negative information is released. The disappearances of so many people and the related injuries and damages has overwhelmed emergency services, government services, and municipal services. Roads and highways remain blocked by pileups caused by vehicles that, in an instant, became driverless when the drivers disappeared, but they're working nonstop to clear the interstate highways. Parents are inconsolable after having experienced the disappearance of their children from their beds, cribs, yard, schools, and daycares. Children even disappeared from their mother's womb! Grieving parents haven't bothered going to work, which has made society almost come to a standstill. Emergency services, social services, law enforcement, utilities, communications, etc... are severely understaffed. Airports are on lockdown and all flights had been cancelled since day one. Everything except military aircraft has been grounded.
The videos have been the worst. Those horrible videos that are being funneled into everyone's living room and being played on every electronic device. They're displaying the worst behavior in people and revealing the evil that exists in this world. People, with no clue to what had happened after people disappeared, gave way to their unrestrained survival instinct. Grocery stores, pharmacies, hospitals, banks, convenience stores, etc... were, and are now being, stripped of everything of use or value, shattering communities nationwide. Normalcy is in it's death throws, and a new reality is settling in. Because of the recent civil unrest, many countries, including the US, have declared Martial Law. We're literally in lockdown in our own homes for the time being. Due to the severity of the situation, the reduced numbers in law enforcement, and the limited space in local jails or prisons, the authorities and the military have decided that the only way to effectively and quickly quell violent uprisings and riots is the use of deadly force. After a few incidences of deadly force, the number of violent riots and protests has been reduced significantly. Who would have thought that this was our future... our new normal? I'm living in a military state on lockdown. Oh, how I wish I could go back a few days and live there forever. It was so different only a few short days ago. Jen tried warning me, but I didn't listen. I can barely remember what she said. I'm sorry Jen... I'm so sorry I didn't listen to you. You were so insistent, but I didn't want to hear it.
Saturday: I've finally had some sleep, and I'm taking a break from the news. Last night I saw a report of a couple of religious guys who showed up in Israel and their mere presence is causing everyone there to freak out. Who preaches Jesus to the Jews? I was falling asleep at the time of the report, so I didn't hear much of what they were saying. I'm wondering if this will turn into anything serious. I need some quiet time to process everything I've read, heard, watched and gone through, and I need to deal with my grief.
I'm now looking at the zippered case that I grabbed from Jen's house. The writing on the top says, "After Rapture Kit (ARK)." I don't know whether to open it or just shove it in a drawer. What could it possibly contain that it would alter my entire life? Jen and Brian had their personal beliefs, and I have mine. What could she possibly have to say that would even make me give up my own personal perspective on life? Then again, they're gone and I'm still here. What could they have known that I don't?
That's where the journal entries ended. He put the journal down and pondered what was to come next. After much thinking, he knew what his next move would have to be. For the first time, he did something he never thought he would do... he prayed. "If there's something you want me to see, to understand, please show me. I'm just a stupid man, so it needs to be super simple." His heart was already changing, repenting, being given it's dose of faith. He just didn't know that. The next day something extraordinary occurred. He talks about it in the next journal entry. In that entry, he wrote...
Sunday: I opened the container a short while ago. There was a note inside from Jen. I won't transcribe it verbatim. Instead, I'll tuck it here in the journal. Part of what she wrote was that she, Brian, and the children want me to be with them, and that she hopes that I'll take the information she left for me seriously. She says she's been praying for me, and that she looks forward to seeing me again, but that all hinges on what I ultimately decide to do with the information she left for me. I will say that her words brought tears to my eyes, and I wept quietly. I haven't accessed the contents of the container yet, but I will. I just need to collect myself.
I had a life altering experience this evening! It's even bigger than the rapture! Yes, I now believe the disappearances was a result of the rapture. It's like I've been asleep and just woke up. I can see things that I never saw before and I can understand things that I could never comprehend before. After watching the DVD's, listening to the music CD's, reading the tracts, and reading the booklet Jen put together for me, I've come to understand and believe that Jesus is real. I believe that He is God. I believe that He left His throne in heaven to be born a lowly human in order to be the perfect example for us to follow and to be a sacrifice for all of us. I believe He lived a sinless life, was unjustly accused and convicted. I believe He was crucified and shed His innocent blood for me and that He took the full brunt of the punishment that was meant for me, and in doing so, secured my place in the kingdom of heaven forever. How much greater is that than the Rapture!?
The booklet she left me warned me about what is to come, and that everything happening right now was prophesied long ago. There are a lot of terrible things that are about to happen over the next seven years, and I may not live through it, but whatever comes my way, I have Jesus as my Lord and as my Savior, and I have to believe what Jen said to me in the letter she wrote to me... that I was made for this day and this time in history, and what I do with my life is my legacy, my testimony, and I need to redeem the time and do what I can to share Jesus with other people. I'm so excited to know that Jen, Brian, and the girls are safe in heaven, and that I'll see them return with Jesus at the end of the Tribulation, or sooner if it's God's will. I'm so new to this, but I'm a quick study. Jen says there will be other new Christians during this time, so I need to hook up with them. I'm going to visit a few local churches to see if that's where they're hanging out. I can hardly wait to see what I have to share in my journal tomorrow!!!
The next day, Alan was traveling to a local church. He turned down a street blocked by a violent mob. They attacked his car and pulled him out, assaulting him and, after finding his bible, mocked him for his faith in Jesus. They laughed and taunted him, while he slowly succumbed to his injuries. No one called emergency services, and as Alan lay there, listening to the laughter and taunts of the mob, he saw a glow of light. That's when the mob's voices faded into the background, and Alan heard a gentle but strong voice calling his name. A sudden peace filled him, and he smiled. He no longer fought to hold on to his life as he gave himself up, to be ushered into the presence of Jesus, and to see his sister once again. It's not a sad ending to a sad story, it's a story of last minute redemption, and the most joyous ending anyone could ever hope for... entering into the presence of Jesus, and rejoicing with his new found brothers and sisters in heaven forever!!!
Remember, none of us are guaranteed a long life. Some of us have a very narrow window of opportunity before our time here on earth is over. Make most of your time here. Seek Jesus while He may be found. Live your life for the Lord and grow your testimony. Make every day count, and do it all for Jesus!!!
REPENT, AND BE FORGIVEN!
BELIEVE, AND BE SAVED!
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