It was a time of great and uplifting excitement. The country was up in arms, and the war was on.
War is coming men! Stand by
Drums beat, bands played, toy pistols popped, firecrackers hissed and spluttered. On every street, a fluttering wilderness of flags flashed in the sun.
we will win for our couuntry!!
sign me up
packed the public meetings, where patriotic speeches stirred our hearts to the deepest deep. At every other word, we burst in with cyclones of applause, even as tears ran down their cheeks.
Sunday morning came and our church was filled. It was the day before the battalions would leave for the front.
The minister read a war chapter from the Old Testament. Then came the minister’s prayer.
An aged stranger entered from the back. His long body was clothed in a robe that reached to his feet. The stranger touched the startled minister on the arm and motioned him to step aside. The minister did so, and the stranger took his place.
I come from the Throne of Heaven, bearing a message from Almighty God.
Hah, what a lunatic!!
“For our sakes who adore Thee, Lord, fill the hearts of the enemy with helpless fear and grief. Break their spirits, blast their hopes, and blight their lives. All this we ask in the spirit of Love, of Him Who is the source of Love. Amen.”