The Fire Ghost

It was a beautiful sabbath afternoon ,we were sat under a tree for we could not fit in the church hall by reason of the large number of people who attended church that day. The preacher had just presented a sermon on the judgment and how it must first begin in the house of God. People's hearts were moved that day by fear like trees of the field in the day of the east wind. Was it for the fearful looking for of the impending judgment for their carelessly lived lives here on this lonesome planet?

The preacher made his call and a good number of church members gave themselves to Christ and I also with them. As the preacher was praying with everyone's eyes closed, I saw in a vision a man clothed in a dark garment whose vesture reached to the feet and his face- I can't explain, it was all fire, and as for his hands I couldn't perceive the form thereof and as for his height I thought to myself - This is the height of the ancients. Before him was somebody kneeling down as if interceding on my behalf and I presumed him for God only to realize later that he was the devil in sheep's clothing.

On the day before the sabbath, that was Friday in the afternoon I had had a terrible nightmare of clouds in the form of a dragon and as they went they changed in appearance into the likeness of a lion that gave a loud roar whose voice I heard even within my frontlets. As they went they translated into the form of an old man with grey hairs well set behind his head and a grey garment lying beside a pit on his sy. Finally the clouds changed in appearance into a serpent that slithered away.

Maybe that sabbath the Fire Ghost and the intercessor were the unfolding of the mystery I saw on that Friday eve- I thought to myself.