Prayer 30 !

Lord, I don't think much about the complicated prophecies of "end times" and "final chapters." I just assume your mercy and justice will somehow infiltrate this chaotic creation (to level out the wrinkles, to unify all our bifurcated tongues, to free your servants from these unholy barnacles that have been sucking the glow out of our spirits). I'm sure it will all happen fast. We will stand speechless amidst the rushing scenes, the quickening, the morbid beauty of snowflakes falling on Satan's carcass, the redemption of oppressed miracles, and the cold corrections of your Holy accountants. And if I'm here at this accumulation of all our moral inertias, this summation of all our uncertainties, I will be kneeling. And the pressures and perspectives that have tightened around us like nooses will loosen, and beams of light will shoot from the Holy Spirit's eyes, and I'll be kneeling (wherever I am) until these spirals unwind.
(Revelations 19:21, 21:3-4)