Category: Fantasy

The 7^th Gate

She ran away as I tried to stop her.

Yelled she was entering the 7^th gate.

I yelled “No!” as I felt great fear.

She doesn’t know what that will take.

 

It could take her soul, and maybe more.

She didn’t know what she was headed for.

Before I could stop her she was out the door.

I grabbed my stuff & ran, though I was sore.

 

End time studies led us to the final gate.

I know she wanted to save the world.

But, it could cause a totally different fate.

I ran as my thoughts were in a swirl.

 

So many possibilities lay ahead.

It takes time to decide the best route.

I know she didn’t want to end up dead.

She needs to find out what it’s about.

 

She was head strong from birth.

Always wanting to forge ahead.

Not considering the real worth.

Always, just full speed ahead

 

I got to the ruins where the gate is.

I looked around and didn’t see her

The gate, slightly opened, is where she is.

I entered quietly.  Nervous for sure.

 

It was dark so I used my light.

I made sure the gate didn’t close.

The tunnel sloped down out of sight.

On the walls was some type of mold.

 

After quite a distance, there was a door.

The inscription translated ‘past sins’.

Should I go in or look some more?

Slowly, I opened the door & went in.

 

It was like a half circle theater inside.

With benches of stone facing a wall.

I was scared, though I kept it in stride.

I had a strong urge to sit facing the wall.

 

Immediately, as I sat,  the wall lit up .

I was shown every one of my sins.

From earliest memory. All the stuff.

I was so ashamed. Where to begin.

 

I fell on my face & pleaded for forgiveness.

A message then appeared on the wall.

Go down the hall for forgiveness.

I was out of there. I didn’t stall.

 

Further down the hall was another door.

I opened the door and I peeked in.

There was a very bright light above the floor.

The light covered a pulpit. I saw the book then.

 

The Bible, with words heighted in gold.

It lay open . The light coming from within.

I read the highlighted scripture & was told.

The blood of the lamb washed away my sin.

 

I fell on my knees praising God and Jesus.

Accepting the Lord as my God and savior.

I felt the greatest peace from Jesus.

totally humbled was my behavior.

 

I looked around and found my daughter.

On her face in utter adoration

I went to her, like a good father.

Suddenly, we were  back from vacation.

 

We were home sitting on the floor.

We were both looking around in disbelief.

What happened never happened before.

But, we both knew we were God’s to keep.

 

We returned to the ruins to look for the gate.

There was nothing there. The wall was blank.

Were we even in  the 7^th gate?

7 was perfection. We kneeled & gave thanks.

 

Maybe we went to the Twilight Zone?

Maybe it was a mass hallucination.

But, we both knew it in our bones.

We had found the way to salvation.———-R. W. Johnson—–(2013)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

      Saved By An Angel

The day was just like any old day

as I went into town on my merry way.

I went to the bank to make a deposit.

It was money I saved & had stashed in my closet.

I was in line waiting for a teller.

Then the man in front pushed another feller.

He said ”All down. This is a stick up.”

A man in back said ”You heard him. What’s the hold up?”

Everyone hit the floor and laid face down.

The teller was looking at them with a frown.

“Put all the money in these sacks.”

“Unless you want a bullet coming out your back.”

The teller scrambled. Shaking a lot, he did as told.

Then the drama started to unfold.

A teenager got to his feet.

“Unless you want to die you better find your seat.”

“My mother is VERY sick.” the kid said.

“I need to make a withdrawal or she will be dead.”

“Sorry about that kid, but this money is mine.”

“It probably would be any other time.”

“But, today the Lord told me that’s not going to be.”

“He said you will give me the money that belongs to me.”

“Kid, you’re brave, but, also crazy.”

“Sit down now. Your bravado hasn’t fazed me.”

The kid moved to block the bandit’s retreat.

Two guns were raised for the kid to meet.

Meanwhile, the bank manager pushed the silent alarm.

The button was on the floor, right by his arm.

“Last warning kid. Get out of the way.”

“The Lord will protect me this very day.”

Both bandits tried to fire at his head.

Both guns jammed, just like the kid said.

Then sirens were heard getting louder.

The bandits dropped their loot and took a powder.

Police caught them before they had gotten far.

They didn’t even make it to their car.

The police went into the bank to get the facts.

They saw the money still in the sacks.

Bank people counted and some missing was found.

Then a teller found the kids withdrawal slip on the ground.

Made out to the same exact amount.

They called the mother and made another count.

The mother said ”I don’t have a son.”

Then she saw the money . It was real, not for fun.

“I was too sick to make a withdrawal.”

“Who could have done this after all?”

The bank was amazed because the kid had disappeared.

Most who were there thought it was really weird.

But, I knew it had to be an angel that day.

He stopped the robbers from making their play.

He saved the sick mother’s life.

Her faith in God gave her strength to fight.

——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2014)