The 11th hour

It's the 11th hour. It's like looking at the clock, and waiting for it to strike 12.

I just feel it in my bones. It won't be long until Jesus comes for His bride. We're not supposed to be waiting on the mountain top, we're supposed to be busy doing His work until He comes.

The birth pangs have gotten closer and closer together, and now, like in labor, we're at the end when they are coming so close together, that it's any time.

Repent and live.