John was about to write the revelation as he had done. But this time the angel told John "Seal up what the seven thunders have said, and do not write it down." It was to be kept until the due time. God probably wanted John to seal it up until we all shall meet John in His kingdom to hear about what he had sealed up. We are here to be part of His-story. His life-long story. The book of Revelation are proceeding just like how a twelve years old girl processed her dream throughout her life.
A waking twelve years old girl saw an unfamiliar light. She got up from her bed to see what it was. She encountered her father, who's also exploring. Suddenly, the light disappeared! We looked around us to see where the light may come from. We weren't wearing any watches. Nothing came from the windows. Where else would the light come from. There's no physic comprehension of this 9-in illuminating circle moving and disappearing.
Twelve hours later, the father asked the girl, "Did you dream about something last night?" She told him about her dream. And he shared his. In some ways, their dream had some connections although their dreams are located in absolutely different places and settings. Both dreams included the mother carrying the grocery.
With no illumination. We both cased our dreams out. Seven years later, that girl grew up into a young Gallaudetian. Her dream reappeared in her first college year. She began to question the interpretation of her dream. What does the dream meant? Why am I here at Gallaudet? Why am I the only one person who is away from her family. The situation is very similiar to what the father and the girl had dreamed about. Her father included the mother, the brother and himself in his dream while her dream included only herself until her mother appeared only to rush herself into the cabin, leaving her daughter alone on the fort tree.
Four years later, with partly illumination, she tossed and turned in her bed for two nights on Easter weekend. She felt God calling her out of something. She resisted and questioned this. Did it truly come from God? She did it anyway. Then someone suggested a program. She googled it up. No. She once interned at Deaf Missions for eight weeks. That was enough. Yet another night of tossing and turning. She surfed into the site once again. Oh that's it! She applied.
Several weeks later, she and her girlfriends drove the car. She looked up from her deep thoughts and exclaimed. The "Protege" Car was in her face. Her friend took out her camera and missed the shot. We hunted the car until I finally captured it. We were one second to the failure as we stopped at the red light to allow the car escape from us. She held the captured frame in her hand. She later set it as her desktop to remind her of this unexpected divine encounter. The word, Protege, struck her head. What does it mean? She looked it up, "one who is protected or trained or whose career is futhered by a person of experience, prominence, or influence". She thought that it just sounded like a tree house. Way cool!
One year later, she realized that the dream is still proceeding. Still defining. Still illuminating.
The book of Revelation is still proceeding. Twelve hours. Seven years. Four years. Several weeks. One year. It doesn't matter how long it takes us to illuminate every areas of the book. But we shall receive the luminous flux per page, or per iota and dot, throughout our life.
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