Here's the morning of all mornings. John writes, "I looked again. I saw a huge crowd, too huge to count. Everyone was there -- all nations and tribes, all races and languages: "All who were standing around the Throne --Angels, Elders, Animals -- fell on their faces before the Throne and the Lamb and heartily singing: "Salvation to our God on his Throne! Salvation to the Lamb!"
It's a P-A-R-T-Y.
"Oh, Yes! The blessing and Glory and wisdom and thanksgiving. The honor and power and strength, To our God forever and ever and ever! Oh, Yes."
It's a P-A-R-T-Y.
On high. In paradise. They're having a party. In white robes. And the beauty of this whole thing is that the angels (on high and all) are having a party because we're having a party. That is simply beautiful in all the ways that things can be beautiful.
To our God forever and ever and ever, they sing, they play, they act.
Then one of the Elders says to the one watching all things, "Who are these dressed in white robes, and where did they come from?
John the Revelator says with all truth and conviction, "Uh, you got me." (Or words to that effect). And the party goes on.
Words come rushing out like water, and smiles come flowing out like sparks from a fire, and the Lamb on the Throne sets down to have a meal like a bunch of hungry fellows and the spring waters of life flows out to the one who is soaking all this in.
And a great, great morning is had by all because it's a P-A-R-T-Y.
Ironically, all this is sitting right there in Revelation. The seventh seal is about to be ripped open, ripped off, yet there is joy, joy, joy. And the lesson is a vital one. The blessing and glory and wisdom and thanksgiving are all right there in the middle of the screaming and even the middle of end times isn't a place to stop all things from happening.
Praise Be To God.
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