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Besides, for the record, I suspect we are already know to some governmental electronic data bank somewhere and probably categorized as to our type of communication. If we post much we'll be categorized as safe, fringe group religious fanatic but not a threat......at least not at first.

It would be interesting, now that I think of it. Monday nights are kind of special down here. Its Bible Study Fellowship (BSF) night. Right where I'm at there are 500 men from over 170 churches, and next door, there are 500 women. Down the road a touch is another one.....in fact, there's something like 11 in the area. The largest concentration and percentage of the population in the country that reads and studies their bible daily and goes to class once a week on it.

We'll be easy to catch, harder to hold on to and what a mess this town would be to operate without us showing up for work. Doctors, attorneys, police officers, teachers, district attorneys, engineers, pilots and aircraft mechanics, nurses, bank finance people......the nuts and bolts of what makes the city run. Maybe we'll have a chance to sway some of the huge number of "wrong color (red/blue)" voters before the next election provided this area quits acting like such a strong magnet pulling the "northern neighbors" down looking for cheap houses and high wages. Every walk of life is represented....doctors and dentists just arriving after getting out of surgery, politicians coming down from the state capital and business owners shutting down and coming to class. More than anyplace I have ever lived, faith is taken really seriously down here.

Another factor in the Obama color shift (blue to red) in the election came from the huge number of universities ... youth and liberal... in the area and sanctuary city Durham.

If nothing else, would be interesting to watch the attempt to get us rounded up and identified from just our screen name. Oh, I know it can be done, but it would be a bit confusing and entertaining.

[In the "Write your Rapture fantasy" thread]

I was sitting in my biology class, taking my exam. Suddenly I hear the loudest, most beautiful horn I have EVER heard in my entire life. I quickly look around and notice that time has frozen; the clock has stopped ticking and the other kids are frozen, pencils to the paper, heads down.

An overwhelming joy fills my heart. This is it! Suddenly I feel a WHOOSH, and I look down to see my clothes in a neat little pile next to my desk. I am clothed in a dazzling white robe, so beautiful it seems to be decorated in starlight. My body looks completely different, glorified and completely healthy. I feel myself rising, above the science building...up...up...and WOW, I'm in the clouds, above the earth, in SPACE!

There are people all around me, laughing, crying tears of joy, celebrating, shouting praises to God; two guys near me even gave eachother hi-fives. I see my mom, the one woman I was able to get through to in my family, and we embrace in the air, whispering praises to God. I see my friend Wayne, a fellow "fundie" who, along with me, had the guts to do weekly online bible studies, despite the constant criticism and mocking. We see others who we have reached through that ministry, including our friends Monet and Brooke. There are so many people I know, flying up with me to meet Jesus in the air, along with millions more I have never met but am excited to meet soon.

And suddenly we slow down...and before us, clothed in what only can be described as light, brilliant, colorful light, was Jesus. His arms were open in a warm embrace, a beautiful and loving smile adorning his face. Oh how I long to run into those arms right then and there! Yet at the same time I feel this sense of unworthiness; what to I have to deserve such an indescribably wonderful blessing such as eternal life with Christ? I don't even deserve to tie his shoelaces He looks right at me, his eyes piercing into my soul. I fall down before him, sobbing in joy and in shame. "Lord, I don't deserve this...the things I've done--"

"My child, those records have been wiped clean. I remember your sins no more," Christ replies gently. He reaches out and takes my hand, and before I know it I throw myself into His arms, tears of pure joy, gratitude, and love coursing down my face. "Thank you Lord, thank you Lord, thank you so much.." I chant, over and over. He holds me close, tipping my face towards His. He proceeds to wipe my tears away, and I am filled with overwhelming joy. I smile bigger than a face is humanly possible of smiling and shout "Praise the Lord Jesus Christ! Praise Him!"