Revelation: The Terrible and the Good - Pt 15
Revelation: The Terrible and the Good - Pt 15
By Stephen Bennett
(Rev: Chapter 22) 22 April / 2022
The Matrix End
On the ‘snow’ covered mountain we packed our things. I reflected on coffee with Adriquel, observing eternity… what a memory I’ll always cherish! Before we left, I thanked him for everything; just incase. He smiled, “Guardian forever my friend… are you ready?” I jumped onto his back, strapped in, and we flew off toward the eternal city for the last time. The mountain is crispy fresh and I felt so alive… so alive… so alive…
As we flew, I suddenly heard my voice being repeated over and over; all around me are weird buzzing sounds, and scenes I’d watched throughout this vision, overlapping one upon the other, then crumbling into explosive fragments, replaced with others, then again breaking into pieces. Voices and parts of songs and fractured pictures were traveling very fast around me, all jumbled up with so much loud noise. There are rows and rows of numbers, zero’s and one’s weaving through all the images, I am scared. I held on tight to Adriquel.
“What’s happening to me?” I shouted, in the midst of the wind. He called back with urgency, “It’s ok… you are coming to the end… The superior great depth of your vision matrix is starting to break up, we don’t have much time left… I have to show you some important things first before you go back to earth… just hold on! We are nearly there…”
Closing my eyes, I held on for dear life; I seemed to drift into a trance like sleep where everything began to move slowly. Briefly, time passed, and I came back into the present. I am gripping Adriquel’s back very hard and I had a handful of feathers. “Relax…!” He called to me. Then we began to glide in the cool air, his wingspan wider than a house compound, and then I heard the sound and sweet smell of rippling water.
The River of Life
‘And he showed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding from the throne of God and the Lamb. In the middle of its street, and on either side of the river, was the tree of life, which bore twelve fruits, each tree yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.’ (Rev 22:1-2).
I slid off Adriquel’s back, and a bunch of his long feathers fell to the crystal floor. He looked at me and grimaced. We’d arrived it seemed, somewhere very high up in the eternal city in another new throne space. I mouthed “Sorry” to Adriquel, as I looked all around and gathered my senses; then the undeniable presence of God flooded me.
The holy area is vast and bright with soothing light. Adriquel is now standing still at attention focusing his gaze at God, like he is receiving a message. I turned to see the Lord on a huge beautiful ornate white throne, surrounded by angels. There is no frenetic activity just an overwhelming feeling of peace, rest and completion. He smiled at me, as only He could.
Wisdom then came to me without words. Every thing I’d ever written before, in the accounts of Jesus on earth, rapidly passed through my mind. The ones about living water are highlighted, overlapping one upon the other, with a buzzing sound in my head. I remembered the words of Isaiah, that the man of faith Stephen spoke before he was killed. “Heaven is My throne, and earth is My footstool, what house will you build for Me? says the Lord, or what is the place of My rest? Has My hand not made all these things?” (Isa 66:1-2, Acts 7:49-50).
In a flash moment in the midst of the buzzing, I realised I am standing in the restful place of the actual Master Builder of everything. I understood why Jesus was a master carpenter on earth and known for His fine work. The Lord loves to create universe’s, worlds, and places to share with others with the finest of detail; here I am in a city he built beyond our dreams and He is smiling at me.
One detail I noticed, unlike the others, this throne is very wide; from underneath it flowed a river, clear as crystal like the structure of the city. I just knew it’s the River of Life, and it seemed everything emanated from this substance of purity; full of power, and eternal everlasting life itself. It is more than just the water of earth, but a thicker creative mayim juice of remarkable texture and colour like a white blue, that could be spoken to, and things can be made and formed from it (Genesis 1:1-7).
The wide body of water flowed along a never ending street like crystal glass in front of the throne, disappearing into the distance. It felt like it then flowed everywhere, keeping everything and everyone alive in the city. There were river banks to start with, in most of the street, and then it seemed to just have a mind of its own, flowing where it’s needed.
The Home Trees of Life
Either side of the river is the tree of life. Now this was actually one tree, but yet two, with each tree mirrored either side. They’re the most beautiful and creative trees I have ever seen; very high and ancient looking. The tops of the trees spread wide as a woven canopy arching over the river; the overhanging trees meeting high in the middle as one canopy. From their branches hang a multitude of green fronds, entwined with rich purple and violet coloured light, as a willow tree. Some touched the water, and the vast roots of the trees, like arms of pure light, passed under the wide river being fed by it; everything is connected. The home tree’s of the throne room seemed to speak to me in a warm voice explaining things. The tree’s are so alive with their own soul.
I also heard the sounds of distant Hallelujah singing coming from its branches, as it explained to me about the yield of monthly fruit and food and all their purposes, just too many to comprehend. And as there is no longer any curse of sickness or disease, the primary medicinal qualities of the frond leaves, have natural therapeutic health giving properties to enhance life, serving people well from all the nations of saints for anything they need in the eternal future (Ezek 47:12). Truly as the Lord said, there will be no more death, sorrow, crying or pain from the old life (Rev 21:4).
Along the initial river banks were many other similar but smaller trees; like newly planted and still growing, and would all do much the same things in their maturation. The home tree’s also produced seeds that people can collect from out of the flowing river anywhere anytime in the whole city, and they will grow and become whatever believers desired in any environment. Each small seed carry’s the full knowledge of God, and He can also use them to communicate through them directly to anyone when needed; how so was not clear.
Adriquel still stood quietly at attention, and another angel’s voice spoke to me from near the tree. “And there shall be no more curse, but the throne of God and of the Lamb shall be in it, and His servants shall serve Him. They shall see His face, and His name shall be on their foreheads. And there shall be no night there: They need no lamp nor light of the sun, for the Lord God gives them light. And they shall reign forever and ever.” (Rev 22:3-5). Like the tree’s, everything has light running through it, with colours, wisdom, and the ability to see and behold the knowledge of God. The colours of the light changes and moves, and are amazing and glorious to watch.
(Click link, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABFD6cQUtSM&t=1s for the song Prophesy (Glory reprise) by Stephen Bennett, blog author). (Live at the Royal Albert Hall London)
Matrix Breaking
Again, the matrix all around me, that Adriquel spoke of when we flew, seemed to break up. I saw glimpses of the future, amidst the varying buzzing sounds and the overlapping pictures and numbers. There is also a vast company of servants, with the name of God on their foreheads that nobody knew before. They are present just for Him; serving the Lord in this river street. He reigns forever, and there is always plenty to do…
I remembered what I wrote on earth. ‘But we know that when He is revealed, we shall be like Him, for we shall see Him as He is’ (1John 3:2). It’s also as we have seen before about the source of light; it’s everywhere and a part of everything in all its beauty. I knew as I viewed all this, that I was not meant to see much more than I am seeing, and the end of my time here is close now, and I have to be ready for it. Everything in eternity is so overwhelming and different to what we are used to on earth, unless you are prepared for it in your faith life journey with God. It’s something that you have to assimilate slowly, into a future when it actually will come… hundreds of years ahead of my present time.
I turned my head to the throne; the Lord Jesus is still gazing at me smiling with great approval. As yet, He has said nothing, until the other angel spoke, who stood a little ways from me near the tree on the right side of the river where we are. The words are just for me, some I’d heard before, but His words are also in the angels mouth. ‘Then he said to me, “These words are faithful and true.” And the Lord God of the holy prophets sent His angel to show His servants the things which must shortly take place. Behold I am coming quickly! Blessed is he who keeps the words of the prophecy of this book.” (Rev 22:6-7).
The pen has been doing its work since we arrived, I occasionally hold it but there is so much to take in. The urgency of the angel’s speech is that everything I have written will ‘shortly’ take place and is necessary to do quickly. However, God’s shortly could be 2 or 3000 years of our time, which is just a couple of days for Him. But in His own mind, He’s coming quickly to get everything done, finished, and ready; for living the forever and ever life with Him, so every human must be prepared.
Adriquel told me that many who believe in God, will not believe in my end-time writing at the end of the ages; that there is an actual end, or even that Jesus will return, or that there will exist all I have seen. But I know otherwise. I can tell you, I didn’t just see hard to understand complex symbols, metaphors, or analogies (Adriquels words), whatever that really means. As the Lord’s servant, and witness to His life, what I have seen is absolutely real, and these words honour and exalt the revelation of the Lord Jesus. No doubt, there is great special blessing ahead for those who truly believe and keep the prophecy of it all. (Rev 1:3).
Help for the Revelation
“Now I, John, saw and heard these things. And when I heard and saw, I fell down to worship before the feet of the angel who showed me these things.” (Rev 22:8). Now soon as I’d done this, I knew I’d blown it again, as I did before (Rev 19:10). I just couldn’t help it, I knew he was an angel and not God, but I couldn’t stand up, it was all so overwhelming even though I tried to stay strong. Then I received the same warm rebuke again as before. ‘Then he said to me, “See that you do not do that. For I am your fellow servant and of your brethren the prophets, and of those who keep the words of this book. Worship God.” (Rev 22:9).
‘Yeah, yeah,’ I thought, hmm… I get the worship of God part, as of course I always will, but another message is there… Angelic help will always be there to keep the words of my writing until the time of the end when it is fully needed. I’d wondered much about what will happen to it when I have finished this journey. I knew then, I didn’t have to worry. These words I write are not actually my words, but His words in me, like the seeds of the tree. He will take care and nurture them, making sure their ultimate purpose, and need on earth into eternity, is fulfilled.
‘And he said to me, “Do not seal the words of the prophecy of this book, for the time is at hand.” (Rev 22:10). It is then I understood, that whatever happens when this is over, the writings will be available to all whenever… right through to the time of the end; and they will need to be, due to the blessings attached to them and the urgency of the limit of time.
Then the angel turned toward the throne and looked up with a decree for all mankind; that they have no excuse but to believe the words of this writing and if not… nothing else can turn them around, and there is no more to say. The choice you make now, will become part of who you are; if the wrong one, the day will come when any change is impossible, for time will have run out. “He who is unjust, let him be unjust still; he who is filthy, let him be filthy still; he who is righteous, let him be righteous still; he who is holy, let him be holy still.” (Rev 22:11).
It is clear, some will believe and others won’t, that is the ultimate choice they have to make. The buzzing and the matrix breaking up, and the rows of numbers and pictures changing and dissolving is doing my head in, as I started to feel powerful forces preparing me to be pulled away from this once in a lifetime experience.
The Antiphonal Exchange
Then Jesus stood up from the throne, and in response to the angel, delivered a final message for me to write. Here are the words He spoke, but… I also heard other words, just personal ones, only for me; words that traveled within all the other words He declares. As He spoke, the fronds of the tree of life waved back and forth like a wild dance, creating a breeze, soon to become significant. These are the Lord’s words…
“And behold, I am coming quickly and my reward is with Me, to give to every one according to his work. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End, the First and the Last.” (Rev 22:12-13). Jesus reaffirmed the urgency of His return (Rev 22:7), and as the righteous judge of all, He will deal with all the works of men saved or not, in the intended times and in the order of end-time judgement events.
In quick tandem, the angel responded with another decree of blessing, and a warning for mankind in the last of days, but the Lord’s voice was speaking within the angels voice, doubled up for effect. “Blessed are those who do His commandments, that they may have the right to the tree of life, and may enter through the gates into the city. But outside are dogs and sorcerers and sexually immoral and murderers and idolaters, and whoever loves and practices a lie.” (Rev 22:14-15).
The words again emphasised; it is those who believe and have washed their robes in the blood of Jesus, and received eternal life, who are qualified to be in the eternal city and partake of the tree of life. The outsiders, are those who never allowed themselves to be delivered and saved through the grace of God, and consequently will forever miss out. Jesus responded again, with a final declaration reminder, that the words of who He is, and the writing I’m doing is directly inspired by Him, with all His authority embedded in the writings, perhaps more than ever given… It sounds almost like an antiphonal song to the utterance of the angel…
“I, Jesus, have sent my angel to testify to you these things in the churches. I am the Root and the Offspring of David, the Bright and Morning Star.” (Rev 22:16). Jesus declared, He is the Bright Star that all will see… and will return for His Church, to catch them up prior to the tribulation. All the words of my writing will be given to the churches to have for all of Gentile history, to fully understand the many things about the end (Rev 2:28).
The Invitation to Come - Look up!
The responding angel gazed brightly at the Lord. They’re on a roll, and the angel declared loudly, with a confidence and sense of finality; the heartfelt call of the Holy Spirit and the Bride of the Church. “And the Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let him who hears say, “Come!” And let him who thirsts come. And whoever desires, let him take the water of life freely.” (Rev 22:17).
The urgent invitation to come freely to the life giving waters of God, is a command to all those who have ears to hear (Rev 2:29), for there will be a time when it will be too late. Judgement is coming, and now is the opportunity for you to receive God’s grace. “Ho! Everyone who thirsts, come to the waters;” (Isa 55:1).
(Now click this link, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ibhMHX1haf0 for the song 149 (“Come”) by Stephen Bennett, blog author).
The world may say, ‘Don’t Look Up’ but the Lord says do not ignore the signs. ‘Now when these things begin to happen, look up and lift up your heads, because your redemption draws near.’ (Luke 21:28). Isaiah the prophet also said, ‘Lift up your eyes to the heavens, and look on the earth beneath. For the heavens will vanish away like smoke, the earth will grow old like a garment, and those who dwell in it will die in like manner; But My salvation will be forever, and My righteousness will not be abolished.’ (Isa 51:6).
Throughout all this passionate call and invitation to partake of everything flowing from the eternal throne, is gradually accompanied by the loudest most wonderful music of all kinds of instruments; but then… it all suddenly stopped…
The Final Warning
Then I heard the thundering sound of rolling drums and blasting trumpets. The angel came over to me and gently took from me the parchment and the leather pouch with all my writings and lifted them up in the air as the drums continued to roll. The angel declared a warning with the double voice of the Lord embedded in his voice; that anyone who is a believer and child of God who loves the Lord will know that this testimony and Revelation of Jesus Christ, is all the word of God; just read it and take it for what it truly is and says.
“For I testify to everyone who hears the words of the prophecy of this book: If anyone adds to these things. God will add to him the plagues that are written in this book; and if anyone takes away from the words of the book of this prophecy. God shall take away his part from the Book of Life, from the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book.” (Rev 22:18-19).
Then everything froze perfectly still… there is no noise or music or any such thing. But… I’m not frozen…
The Revelation End
I stood there looking around in the complete silence. Adriquel is standing frozen, perfectly still, gazing at the throne; the purple fronds of the trees are wildly stuck in mid-air. From the angel’s words, I again realised that despite believing in God, there will be many people in the end-times who will not believe in my words of this prophecy, or the end of things, and they will continue on in their merry old way of life as they perceive it to be; stuck and frozen in their own time and space. But… they could lose their name from the Book of Life and never enter this wonderful eternal city… for that, I felt deeply sad for them…
Then… the matrix of where we are and where I stand, finally exploded, and the breeze from the home trees by the throne became a violent wild wind… pushing me… The matrix breakup, caused my line of sight to Jesus and the throne, to blur and stutter in one spot, with intense noise. I am pulled away from Adriquel’s side, numbers and pictures flew through the air dissolving and exploding and disappearing. I am aware of being firmly held, guarded and protected but I cannot see; I feel very hot and then cold, and… as if I’m tumbling around and around in empty space at great speed.
Then it all suddenly stops, and the final words of the Lord in my book from the throne space, just echoes repeatedly. Then all is quiet and I must have passed out… everything fades to black…
(Now click this link, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8DrwH0L-oEg for the song Future Dreams by Stephen Bennett, blog author).
After Re-entry
I am sure I am asleep. I am drifting in and out of consciousness. I faintly hear the lapping of water. I feel cool on my chest but warmth on my back, and I’m sure I heard the squawk of a seabird. Then the Lord’s other personal word’s to me, invaded my thoughts that I’d heard when He was last speaking. They were echoing at first, but quickly became a reassuring whisper in my ear…
“John! You made it! I’m so proud of you. I have loved you with a great love, and I kept the task just for you in writing the final book, for what will be called the Holy Bible. Billions will eventually read it, causing many to eventually be in the eternal city, but some won’t make it. Your writings will be the 66th and final book, the completion piece in my specific holy library of the first era of mankind whom I created. You… my last surviving apostle, and my dear friend, are an immense treasure; now being firmly planted and remembered in the foundation of… the true eternal city. Your return to the island is imminent… now… immmmm…in…ent… nnnow…”
I became aware… I am lying face down on one side of my face; it seemed covered in something rough… rough… rou…then the whisper of the Lord continued clear as crystal… as a familiar matrix is assembling around me… (note to self: I must thank Adriquel for teaching me that word).
“John, you will be taken care of until you fall asleep in a few years, and you will then be with me forever. I have so much yet to show you, and all the others who walked with me on earth. Thank you for being faithful and never giving up, and being a great example to the world… of a follower and friend of mine. I love you John… Adriquel will be with you till the end, and then forever as he promised; he is a special one. I look forward to seeing you again… and ‘lo I am with you always… always… always…al…al…oh oh oh…” The voice stuttering stopped and I opened one of my eyes, the other one was buried with the right side of my face in sand. ‘I’m too old for this…’ I thought, a little confused…
(Now click this link, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOOQDYRIDug for the song Always by Stephen Bennett, blog author).
The Beach
As I lay there I became more aware I am really outside in the earth sunshine, but I could not move. All of a sudden I heard the words, ‘I am coming quickly…’ repeated over and over and over…. I heard the flapping of parchment as I managed to roll over onto my back. I lay there, blinded by the beautiful, yet welcoming, intense light of the sun. My feet are wet and the ocean salt air flowed through my sandy nostrils. As I lay still, my tongue suddenly began to speak a prayer in my own language; I first spat out a blob of sand, and a force beyond me formed the last of the Revelation words… my heart soared… in what will surely be… in the future….
“He who testifies to these things says, “Surely I am coming quickly.” Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus! The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.” (Rev 22:20-21). I seemed to be talking my prayer to the whole universe, as it sounded very loud and boomy in my head… Despite it all, I deeply just want my Lord to come back and get us all. Even though laying down… I felt like a huge beacon of light on a big hill; I pray many will see and read it… especially all the saints and my friends. Then… I heard a small little funny squeaky voice that had the cuteness of a baby. “All done… ha ha yippee… eh…eh!” I laughed loudly at the contrast of the moment… spitting and coughing out grains of sand.
Suddenly, I felt very tired, but curious; I made the effort to sit up and seek the whereabouts of the little voice. I turned myself around and there a few feet away from me is my parchment satchel laying in the sand and on it a sheet, with my writing-stick, mystery-pen, standing upright at the bottom of it. The pen stood still on the final period stop after the word Amen; what I had just uttered from my mouth. The pen… yes, looked at me through tiny miniature eyes, and said again, “All done… done… don…dd..dd…” I blinked, for what seemed an unusually long time. Then I opened my eyes.
Beautiful Sun
The sun made me feel at home, the warmth on my skin awakened me… boy, I’m going to miss it… I suddenly found myself relaxing and feeling very earth normal. I had somehow moved, and I am now sitting next to my satchel of writing and the pen is clipped into a side pocket… hmmm… was I seeing things? Surely, I’m not going mad?
My feet are wet, caked in bits of beach, as I must have been laying close to the edge of the shore, but I am relatively warm and dry. Next to the satchel, sitting in a bed of shells, is a blue drink in a glass and a little miniature umbrella in some ice; next to it a meal bowl of tasty coloured squares. Unusual provision has seemed to be the way! My stomach growled, suddenly feeling exceedingly hungry… I wolfed down the squares… hmm… now where have I had these before… I didn’t even try to figure out how they got there…
Looking around, I am fully realising that I’m on the beach looking at the azure blue ocean which is calm and flat, with a slight ripple on the shore. Fish are jumping out of the water looking at me, and a warm fresh breeze blows though my hair from the trees and the bush in the dunes behind me. It felt good… oh so good… I will never lose that salty old side of me…
My brain was a still a little frazzled, feeling a bit crazy even… but then I’m an old guy right…? Been away a long time… Suddenly, everything came rushing back to me. I questioned everything for a moment… Was it all real? Did I just have a vision? Did I literally go to heaven? I then vaguely remember laying down on the beach for a rest from my prison labor work, and surely I must have fallen asleep. How long…? I wondered. I then slowly looked at the satchel and tentatively opened it…
To my surprise I found eight copies of everything I had written; each one neatly bound together in a kind of thick golden clasp; clear as crystal. “How…” I pondered; then recalled, there are seven churches to send all these words to, and I guess… one for me. Hopefully, it will also get in that Bible the Lord had spoken about…
After a little while I heard a rough and aggressive shout… “Hey you… what the hell are you doing… your break is over… get here right now…” Reality hit me, I was back on Patmos; it was the guard… not the usual friendly one. My break? Was that how long I was up…? The old leathery faced Roman guard looked me up and down quizzically; he didn’t see the satchel I had over my shoulder. In fact he never saw it… for it’s invisible to him.
We walked along the beach back to the labor camp, it was so nice to feel warm sand again under my feet… ahh the simple things. The old guard, called Mr Consus, said, “I’ve heard they are sending you to Ephesus.” “Oh… is that so…” I replied with a smile… not worried at all. ‘Great’ I thought, I can hand deliver the letter to… I paused and stopped. I then handed the guard the little miniature orange umbrella from the wake me up drink… wide eyed, he gazed at it mesmerised, having seen nothing like it… “Present,” I said firmly…
Looking up at the beautiful blue sky with a few carefree seabirds flying in the sun… I just smiled; feeling protected, wondering where Adriquel is, and thinking of all that is still yet to come… I’ll be ok… I just knew…
“The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.” The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.” The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.” The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen…” “Even so, come, Lord Jesus.” Please…
(Now click link, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=omtOe5UT1D0 for the song Send Down Your Glory (reprise) by Stephen Bennett, author). (Live at the Royal Albert Hall London).
Final Thoughts
“I will show wonders in heaven above and signs in the earth beneath: blood and fire and vapour of smoke. The sun shall be turned into darkness. and the moon into blood, before the coming of the great and notable day of the Lord. And it shall come to pass that whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.” (Acts 2:19-21, Joel 2:28-32). “Then Peter said to them, “Repent and let everyone of you be baptised in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins; and you shall receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. For the promise is to you and to your children, and to all who are afar off, as many as the Lord our God will call.” (Acts 2:38-39).
“But the end of all things is at hand; therefore be serious and watchful in your prayers” 1 Peter 4:7. Jesus said; ‘For the things concerning Me have an end’ (Luke 22:37b).
‘He (Jesus) who testifies to these things says,“Surely I am coming quickly.” Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.”’ Rev 22:20.
By Stephen Bennett 22/04/2022
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PRAYER OF FAITH: The Call to give your life to Jesus Christ.
No matter where you are in your Christian walk, Jesus is with you; in your triumphs and trials, to the end! If you have never known God; know this;
“Lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the world (ages)” Amen’ Matthew 28:20. ‘But he who endures to the end shall be saved. And the gospel of the kingdom will be preached in all the world as a witness to all the nations, and then the end will come’ Matthew 24:13-14.
Pray this prayer from your heart and your spirit will come alive to God, for with him there is hope and a future (Jeremiah 29:11).
“My Father in heaven, I give you my life, I repent of all my sin, recreate me brand new. I give you my heart. Fill me Lord Jesus Christ with Your Holy Spirit. I believe You died for me on the cross, and by Your shed blood, you washed away my sins once and for all. Raise me from my deadness of my life to live a new life, just like you Jesus, when you were raised from the dead; I believe you did that. Make my spirit reborn, and let me come alive too, filled with Your Holy Spirit.”
“I believe I belong to you Lord. Help me to know you well, teach me Your ways, that I become all that I am meant to be. Help me to love and find love. I thank you Lord that you will always be with me, Amen.”
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(Now click this link, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h9hdtsFajPg for the song In the Presence of Jesus by Stephen Bennett, blog author). A Sons of Thunder band song…
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