David Boyer

I had been outside working in my flower bed, the day it happened. The end of the world as we knew it back then. I had been planting some flower bulbs when suddenly, the blue sky above turned dark, with huge black clouds looming overhead, swirling around and then parting, revealing an almost blinding bright light, so blinding I had to cover my eyes. Then I heard the voice, it's tone thunderous and deafening. The voice said, I am the Lord, thy God.
Those of you who do not believe in me will become believers as of this day forward. The the voice was gone. But the clouds were not. As of that day, I never saw the sun again. I had just witnessed firsthand what the Bible had foretold a long time ago, but not enough of us had believed in; the Rapture.