The Entrance of the King" by Wendy Alec Web: www.unknownprophet.com The Throne Room was huge - so huge that it seemed infinite - and as the music of Heaven played, hundreds of millions of people gathered, clothed in white garments. The people never stopped coming, incessant and infinite, radiant with joy, having followed the Lamb faithfully throughout their time on earth, through the fire and the furnace, and yet stayed their course...and now the old order was passed away and behold the new was come... The Throne Room was filled with those from every tribe and every tongue, with those who had laid down their lives and taken up their cross and followed Him - those who had served Him even when they were bare and dry and had clung on by faith to their great hope of His glorious appearing. And now, as one, they waited in this huge amphitheater-like Throne Room, waiting for the Glorious One - the Lamb of God whom they had served all their lives; whom they had seen by the eyes of their spirit; whom they had glimpsed often, so fleetingly, only through a glass darkly. Total Reality [They were] fraught with their own humanities and failings, with their own personal set of weaknesses and hindrances which so easily beset them. But, here, none of this counted, oh beautiful child of God, for here it was as all things new. For here, there was no weeping or crying, for the old order of things had passed away and all things had become new. And as they waited, as one, and, yes, as millions, they waited...even as one would wait for the entrance of the most powerful and esteemed Regent on earth, so they waited. It was unimaginable and indescribable the moment when the Great King of Heaven began His walk up the great Nave of Heaven's Throne Room. And so they all stood still, like stone, on either side of the Nave that seemed to stretch to infinity, in marvel and in awe and in complete wonder that they had made it in; that everything that they had lived for on earth, that they had believed to be by the eyes of their spirit, was now before them - in total reality. Fully Understood, Fully Embraced As the Great King of Heaven walked, so slowly, in such majesty and glory, His face and His attention was totally riveted on the One who sat beyond...far beyond...who dwelt in flaming iridescent light, beyond the Nave, at the top of the Throne Room. And yet, as the King passed by, it was as though each one of these who had spent their years on earth serving Him faithfully had His personal, complete, adoring attention. He would stop; and I saw Him turn and look deeply...oh, so deeply...into that one's eyes; and, oh, as He looked, beloved, as He looked upon them, so they wept. They wept with the total embracing from Him of all they were and of all the Father had created them to be before the machinations of the fall. To some He would weep and gather them to His bosom and hold them close...so close. It was a Holy Moment in eternity. To others I saw Him start to laugh with the irrepressible, intense, and overflowing joy and laughter of Heaven; and so too, their weeping at the wonder and the awe of Him was turned, in a moment, to the intense joy of being fully understood and embraced. In the incredible knowledge of being fully known by Him, and yet loved more even than a mother, even as a babe in arms, so tender was His love for them. He would hold their hands and smile with joy unimaginable and reach out to each as He walked by and as they clung to Him. And oh, dearest child of God, still they felt His touch linger as He continued His walk. For each one that He passed, it was as though it was only He and them in the entire throne room, for they only saw Him and He only saw them; and so it was with each of the millions of His beloved. "Thank You" As He walked up the Nave, I sensed that He was saying, "Thank you. Thank you," to each who had stood for Him, even in the darkest times when they had been so weak. And as He held them, and as they clung to Him, He was saying, "Thank you. Well done, good and faithful servant - you who stood for me while so much was dark and unseen; and when, at so many times, all the glory of Heaven seemed so far away and my presence seemed hidden from your sight, still you kept faith. Still you stood strong. Even when your limbs were weary and when your soul was overwhelmed with the stresses and the pressures of earth, still you stood for Me; still you preached My Gospel." "Thank You," He would whisper. The Great Romance And as He continued to walk down the Nave toward His Father, of all those that He had passed and touched, child of God, not one was left out from His touch and from His attention, and so all looked after Him with such adoration and with such a terrible, indescribable yearning. Then I saw Him turn His head back to them. He was as a lover who cannot bear to leave His beloved alone even for a moment. His yearning was so terrible for them also, for each was to Him, His bride. And so, as little children, they were comforted. "One" Then once again I saw His face shine with the pure joy of gazing upon His Father's face and glory, and so He continued to walk towards the Great Throne Of Light. Somehow I knew that each one of these was His great gift to His Father - that each one had been saved from the clutches of sin and damnation by the unsurpassable sacrifice of the Holy Son Of God, the splendid Lamb of God, back into the Father's hands. And then the Father stood, His hands outstretched toward the Son. Oh, and the Son could hardly walk for the intense glory emanating from the Father - the glory and the power and the joy; and the joy and wonder and awesome thickness of the mantle of His glory. His glory began to fall across the Throne Room. All the faces were closed eyes in rapture, their hands outstretched as the Son in all His glory walked towards the Father, and they became as one... This is what we live for on earth, beloved. This is why we stand. by Wendy Alec www.unknownprophet.com Permission is granted (and you are also encouraged) to reprint these articles in hard copy form, as well as sending them to your own email lists and posting them on your own websites. We ask only that you keep Elijah List website, email contact info, and author contact information intact. 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