Then I saw heaven standing open, and there was a white horse! Its rider is named Faithful and True, and in righteousness he judges and wages war... And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.
The City of Life and Death. The most depressing in years. To say it is beautifully and wonderfully made, would be inhumane. To say otherwise, would be incorrect.
Wednesday, September 21
At the most troubled times, i turn to You.
For in all things, You work for the good of those who love you, who are called according to Your purpose.
And i hold on to that. Tightly. Firmly. Faithfully. Hopeful.
