One of the Immortal Ones

Be quiet, they were saying.  The Immortal One is about to speak.  Come on.  We want to see him.  We want to see the man who healed our land and helped us through the end.  Sit down in front!  We want to see!

And then he appeared at the bottom of the natural amphitheater that led down to a small lake.  The crowd fell silent as if that, on cue, all had held their breath.  He was not one to be desired on looks alone.  He was plain, and one had to strain to distinguish him from the others that lined the edge of the lake.  He did not stand out until he spoke.  His words resounded over the people:

When I came here just months ago,

I found a people whose heart lay heavy with grief

over the loss of so many loved ones.

I found a people in great need of direction.

I found a people blind, nowhere to go, no reason to live.

I found a people who had given up,

Who long before the tribulation began,

Who long before the hailstones fell,

Who long before the sun was turned into a shroud for

earth,

Who long before the bloody moon had ceased to be a

light of love,

Who long before comets colliding and sea-lanes

thrashing and dry land churning with foaming

salt and sand,

Who long before blood had filled their streets,

sweeping out the day’s rubbish and bodies,

Who long before the eyes had cried themselves

dry, with heaving breasts and bitter moans of

loved ones lost,

Who long before had demanded rocks to fall on

them to end living death’s sore agony,

Who long before all these woes and more,

Had sought their own retreat from the battle some

call life.

And my Father and yours, the King and Creator Himself,

Came to your aid by showing you signs and wonders,

Miracles done through these very hands.

And you fell on your faces before me.

Your tears as streams of joy did soak the thirsty earth.

And you worshipped me as God, and I told you, Do it not,

For I am but one sent from the King Himself.

Worship Him who can grant you immortal life—

Who granted me this life of power you see me have,

Whose evidence you see by your dead raised up

To hug your necks again and kiss your cheeks again,

And say, Mother, I love you. Father, thanks for loving me.

Your fields of hope were burned.

The rivers of your dreams were molten sand and rock.

You wandered dazed in fields of sorrow.

You cried to your gods who have no ears to hear.

But the King heard and was moved in His heart and said,

Go to them whose fields are black,

Whose steams are coals and tell them about me.

Tell them of my kingdom and my righteousness

and my law.

And so I came to you.

You were mine to heal and mine to show the way.

But I did not tell you all the secrets of the King.

You did not ask.

It was not time to enter mansions

Whose rooms are gold with light,

Whose doors lead joyful pilgrims on to praise.

But that time is now.

That time is now.

Kenneth Wayne Hancock    [This is a vision of what the glorified sons of the living God will be doing during the 1,000 year reign of Christ right here on earth. These are the over comers, those who will sit with Christ on His throne. They are the “kings” of the phrase “King of kings.” They are the product of God’s plan of reproducing Himself. They are His ambassadors who will do the “greater works” and spread His Kingdom, His literal government, unto the uttermost parts of the earth. They could be you and I in a few years. They are what the whole sha-bang is about. They are the fulfillment of God’s yearnings and patience throughout eons of time. And that time is now.]

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About wayneman

After high school, Kenneth Wayne Hancock enlisted in the Army, serving in a MASH hospital in Quang Tri, Vietnam during the Tet Offensive of January 1968. When he got out of the Army, he settled in Concord, Calif. and married Linda. He was an everyday drug user for three years, playing in rock bands, and yet still searching for the truth and the meaning to life. It was there that it was shown to him that the old self had to die. This led to an amazing conversion to Christ that would lead them to a 14 year stint as full time missionaries to Mexico and Ecuador. He also went on an expedition to Mt. Ararat, Turkey, in search for Noah's Ark. He has appeared on television many times speaking of his experiences. He is the author of two books, "The Unveiling of the Sons of God" and "Yah Is Savior: The Road to Immortality." He has also published short fiction and poetry. He currently is an Adjunct Instructor at two universities.
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1 Response to One of the Immortal Ones

  1. ptl2010 says:

    The Lord reigns and He will reign forevermore. Hallelujah, Praise The Lord!

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