I see the battle lines stretched out for miles. It is a far as the eye can see. The horses and chariots are drawn, and the men stand ready. Jesus sits on His white horse out in front. There is complete silence as we wait on Him. All eyes are upon Him.
Behind the lines, final preparation is being made. The last touches are being put in place. Many angels and many people have been prepared for this day and are being positioned.
The enemy cannot be seen. We know that he is there. We sense his presence and smell his stench. But, he remains in the shadows. This is the valley. But, we fear no evil. God has readied the generals. Their battle scars are evident.
I see the angels being positioned for the trumpets’ sound. But, the time is not yet. Soon. But, not yet.
There is a grace period right now as the LORD’s spies are in action. And, there are final opportunities for people who are called to join. The laborers re few, even though the battle line is long. More, God, more…
The harvest of the LORD’s army is much greater than we imagine. When His glory falls, we will begin the battle. Let the trump sound.