Archives for September 2013

So last week when we left off, angels were declaring that “DOOM” was on it’s way.  Personally, I felt that there has been a heapin’ helpin’ of  doom already.  But who am I to argue with an angel?

The fifth Angel trumpeted. I saw a Star plummet from Heaven to earth. The Star was handed a key to the Well of the Abyss. He unlocked the Well of the Abyss—smoke poured out of the Well, billows and billows of smoke, sun and air in blackout from smoke pouring out of the Well.

Then out of the smoke crawled locusts with the venom of scorpions. They were given their orders: “Don’t hurt the grass, don’t hurt anything green, don’t hurt a single tree—only men and women, and then only those who lack the seal of God on their foreheads.” They were ordered to torture but not kill, torture them for five months, the pain like a scorpion sting. When this happens, people are going to prefer death to torture, look for ways to kill themselves. But they won’t find a way—death will have gone into hiding.

The locusts looked like horses ready for war. They had gold crowns, human faces, women’s hair, the teeth of lions, and iron breastplates. The sound of their wings was the sound of horse-drawn chariots charging into battle. Their tails were equipped with stings, like scorpion tails. With those tails they were ordered to torture the human race for five months. They had a king over them, the Angel of the Abyss. His name in Hebrew is Abaddon, in Greek, Apollyon—“Destroyer.”

The first doom is past. Two dooms yet to come.
Revelation 9:1-11

Well…ok.  This does seem ‘doomier’ I guess.

Here’s the thing.  I can’t even tolerate a regular old spider in my house. If, for any reason, I haven’t been raptured by the time this deal comes to pass, I am going to die from the heebie jeebies just looking at these things.  What in the world?  I almost googled an image but then I decided that I enjoy living in ignorance.

And by the way, don’t you just know this text gets a bunch of mileage at revivals.  I bet you could just read this out loud at a tent anywhere in America and get at least 5 people to storm the altar.  I’m not saying you should, I’m just suggesting an outreach possibility.

Get ready.  Next week.  More doom.