The End Times?

 I don’t call it that.  In fact it’s the opposite.  It’s a New Beginning.  In fact, all the pieces are in place.  It’s just a matter of time.  We are there.  But when does it begin?  The world is being set up for the coming of the Messiah.  And this is all I am going to say.  But it it not the end.  I sound like the old man holding up a sign that says, “The Ebd is Near!”  Prepare he says.  

No.  It’s not like that.  My Angels prepared me for this time.  I AM prepared.  I might not look like it as I sit and smoke my pipe, but I’m prepared.  I have been waiting for 31 years to say it and believe now I can.  All the pieces are in place now.  But instead of gloom and doom, it’s the opposite.  It’s about the world being prepared.  And if I felt differently I would say so.  I had to wait.

Which is why I am not changing my y FB cover photo.  If I felt differently I would say so.  I know I sound like some religious but, but I’ve had to be quiet for all those years.  During that time many times I had questions for God.  But no more.  All my questions have now been answered.  

But how can I be so confident?  I was a student of biblical prophecy for what was called the end times.  It has been believed for 2,000 years.  But how can I be so certain now?  First of all, I’m not the only religious nut out there.  But my Angels gave me clues and now I believe.  This is all I need to say.  It is a belief based on a very educated guess.  I’ve had to watch and wait for the pieces to fall into place.  And they have.

All I can say is all the pieces are in place.  It’s all there because I know the signs.  I’ve known what to look for.  All the news gets to me after awhile.  I need my space.  I need time to think and put the pieces in place.  And I finally see the picture.  Just a few pieces are missing but the picture is there.  It’s taken me 31 years to finally say it.  All the pieces are in place.  

Now how long do we have to wait to assembled the few pieces?  This is something I do not know.  The Prophet Jeremiah asked God the same question:  How Long?  I don’t have an answer.  I have an idea, but fear being wrong.  I can’t just guess as many do and have.  Reputations have been ruined by guesses.  I won’t guess.  I’ll sit here and smoke my Boswell pipe with some Autumn Evevning and think about it.  I’ll drink my Founder’s coffee by Stumptown.  Thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.

Dave