Father, God, I pray that, today, as the door is still open, the people are coming from the east and west, north and south, gathering in. Great signs are happening. In the skies, fearful sights; the atomics of the air has been split; the hydrogen is being burnt out. Saucers are flying; missiles that cannot be understood, some sort of intelligence, they think, from somewhere else (They don’t know, and science can’t find out.), mysteriously slipping down on the scene, with lightning speed. O God, we’re near the end.

And the great pyramid that Enoch built, the last chamber is gone through, ready for the King’s chamber now, the Coming of the Lord, right in the top, for the keystone. All the calendar of astronomy points right straight, the stars are declaring it. As they did at the first time, when the wise men looked up and saw the stars, they said, “There, the great King is coming.” Now the stars are pointing again.