November 22, 2022
(St. Cecilia, Virgin and Martyr)
I, John, looked and there was a white cloud, and sitting on the cloud one who looked like a son of man, with a gold crown on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand. Another angel came out of the temple, crying out in a loud voice to the one sitting on the cloud, “Use your sickle and reap the harvest, for the time to reap has come, because the earth’s harvest is fully ripe.” So the one who was sitting on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, and the earth was harvested. Rv_14:14-19
The Final Harvest. The good and the bad. The saved and the damned. Where will we be in that harvest, beloved? God only knows! But because of our faith, our belief in Him, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, we believe we will be among the harvest and not the discarded. The question is, how many of the lost have we saved in our time here in the flesh? This is what God is counting on us to do in our short time as His disciples. Save the world!
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Whispers to the Wind 