Media outlets, raced to get their crews and equipment to the Holy Land as fast as they could. Flights backed up and terminals packed as people and equipment jammed every last space available. Security was at the highest levels, arms in plain sight, from the TSA of only to warn those with high anxiety not to cause trouble.
The Mount of Olives was in my view from my window. Fog settled on the trees and it swirled all about as it was disturbed by those walking in the garden. No one went to work today, it was as if the whole world stood still, except for us, those who were recording these events.
Tremors had been felt for a week, scientists took note of the darkening skies and warming temperatures, water levels rose faster than at any other time and religious fervor took hold of millions that waited for this time half knowing what to expect. From a fragment of ancient parchment these words:
6 On that day there shall be no light, cold, or frost.[a] 7 And there shall be a unique[b] day, which is known to the Lord, neither day nor night, but at evening time there shall be light.
If these word were true, then the very Mount I looked upon would soon be split in two with water rushing in directions east to west. "And it shall continue in summer as in winter."
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