We are caterpillars in our cocoons thinking the world is over and truly as it is it's ending but we have a precious hope inside that we act upon that Jesus will come and we will be butterflies and fly away before the spiderweb ensnares us. We are skunks at the fourth of July picnic to the world a bothersome nuisance talking of doom and gloom coming and repentance and belief in and flooding Jesus as the only escape not by our works to turn things around by voting the right guy in to fix things! We are the sweet Smell of flowers to those being saved our warnings the nectar to give them strength to persevere and we do all things in our weakness through grace and faith by the attonement of Jesus Christ are we set free to watch and warn and pray and not walk in the vanity of our minds! I am praying to be a flower to you and a butterfly to fly with all doves! I am having such a hard time beating my flash down with the beauty of summer all around me and warning those who wrinkle their noses at me but I tremble fearfully knowing the goodness of the Lord and his mercy on those who come to Him and severity on those who will not that they may be saved! Guys June 3rd real pentacost Jesus tarried four days comes as the transit of Venus the fact is he said he would give those who overcome the morning star and He will be our resurection as we transform into butterflies if we just believe and persevere a little longer! 5,6,7 Jesus the rapture is on a Thursday!