Webbed Thoughts

Bonus Part

She woke up with a jolt,
slowly she stood up.

She Looked around, feeling confused..

Nothing can actually be seen clearly,
smoke's clearing but no building left standing..!

Goosebumps all over her body... almost every hair on her skin,
standing straight up like that of a cat.... was it a blast?

As if on cue,
like answer to the questions inside her head,
she heard voices,
echoing in the darkness..!

Screaming in agony..
Shouts of pain and grief can be heard,
it seems like they're everywhere!

Wailing followed..
as people let out their sorrowful cries,
moaning in deep anguish.. mourning for their dead loved ones!

Seeing and hearing all of these, she responded by praying to GOD.

Suddenly,
almost instantly,
she felt herself strengthened!

The sky darkened,
the kind of darkness that she has never seen,
and might never again will..

The one that is not just seen but felt!
Darkness that seems to crawl underneath your skin,
one that chokes the heart,
And weakens the soul!

As she pray,
a shield invisible to others, encapsulates her,
making her brave and strong, protecting her from all kinds of harm, a promise that not even a single hair of her body shall be harmed..
No weapon, no works of the enemy can kill nor injure!

That light that looked like a shield became her light to show her the way through that darkness.

Her guide to where to go,
is the voice that is still and kind, whispering the right way,
the path in which she should take and the place she should stay for the moment.

Her senses heightened,
she feels.. so much it hurts!
But every time she loses focus and be driven by the pain of seeing, the voice gives her comfort.

Everything is just so vivid,
more real than reality!

She again begin to walk,
until a hand reached out to her, which she then took.

Her heart knows him and she trusts him, though his face remains obscured she have seen him before.

A friend perhaps?

She woke up again with a jolt, this time it's for real,
not as vivid as the dream she had..

But reality just the same,
she cried.. weeped even!

Reality struck that someday it might happen,
she trembled and asked the Lord, how many will be saved?

How many shall accept the Lord before that supposed time?

She cried for hours praying for the lost souls,
hoping that they'd find God...
Deliverance be upon them,
she cried out to GOD!

What followed,
terrified her even more,
haunting her waking hours..!

Days and nights were confirmations of that dream.

Following nights,
dreams followed!

The same as before but different..
series of dreams visited her sleeping state.

Like watching a soap opera, every night that followed,
it continued.. giving her insight,
more information..
on what is yet to come!

The last dream gave her comfort,
Seeing how those people's faces lit up,
Waiting for the son of GOD to arrive,
worshipping in spirit and in truth,
They shone like lamp posts in the darkness, as they pray...
their hopes increased!

Faith arising like cyclones enveloping their whole being, real worshippers of GOD that survived..

The Great Tribulations that made them as white as snow.