Huskey Ambassage, a young Christian woman, desires to find out what Jesus looks like. And the Lord brings her into a beautiful land of dawn. She meets Flanders Nickels there, and he tells her that this land is called “The Land of Red Dawn,” a world where the deep red sun never rises nor lowers from the edge of the sky of early morning.. In this world, Flanders’s ministry for God is to keep the lighthouse. And something truly grand is soon to happen here in this Land of Red Dawn. And it has everything to do with the lighthouse.
THE LAND OF RED DAWN—A SEQUEL
Mr. Morgan P. McCarthy
Her name was Huskey, and she was a born-again believer in Christ. As a Christian Huskey loved to attend her little Baptist church down the road and to pray every night and to read her King James Bible every day. And her greatest mystery in this life ever caused her wonder for the life to come—and that was “What does Jesus look like?” Someday this young woman would find out. That would happen for her in her first day in Heaven. And she daily marveled in most avid anticipation here yet in the world. Of all Christians, truly Huskey could most say that five-word greeting “Even so, come, Lord Jesus.” Her favorite Bible word was found in I Corinthians 16:22, and that word was the greeting, “Maranatha.” And that one word, translated, meant those five words. Indeed those believers who loved the coming Lord’s appearance were promised a crown to give back to Jesus when they got to Heaven. And Huskey knew this to be the crown of righteousness of II Timothy 4:8. Right now the girl was at her Bible-reading table in a new place. She had moved here on Michigan Street in DePere just today, and now everything was unpacked and put away. Again she was living in an upper apartment. And her new building was a brick house with five apartments on the corner of George
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Street and North Michigan Street. Most of her windows faced west. She had seen a most picturesque sunset tonight through her west windows, and she had adored the resplendent light of dusk shining down upon her Bible-reading table as she sat at her Bible-study this evening. It was night out now, and she was still in her Bible-study alone with God. The Christian girl wondered what it would be like to read her Bible in the light of dawn and to see the light of sunrise down upon her Bible-reading table.
But her new apartment did not have any windows facing east. Though sunset was her favorite part of the day, sunrise was an overlooked feature to her in her daily walk with Christ. In dawn she was always in bed yet. It was late October for her here now in northeast Wisconsin, and the homey little table lamp shone down upon the Book of Zechariah as she read. She held her pencil in her right hand, ready to underline a verse that spoke to her heart and to write a comment about that verse in the margins of the Bible. Then Huskey came upon an Old Testament messianic prophecy. It was about the triumphal entry of Christ into Jerusalem. She had seen this verse before. And it was Zechariah 9:9.
And she read it out loud to herself as she sat at her living room table: “Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy King cometh unto thee: he is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass, and upon a colt the foal of an ass.” This verse deserved more than just a regular underline with her pencil. And it was too good for just a dark thick underline from her pencil. This verse deserved a box with her pencil. And that she did. Huskey proceeded to draw a dark thick box around this Zechariah 9:9. And then she wrote a comment about this verse in the margin next to it: “What I want to see in Heaven.” Huskey now pondered upon the idea of seeing Jesus in His regal Person riding a donkey. This concept made God seem so real and so virtual to her. Never before had Jesus seem so right in front of her as He did now in her reading of the Triumphal Entry, This event, Huskey knew, was in all four Gospels of the New Testament. And the prophet Zechariah, centuries before it happened, wrote about it in the minor prophets, right here in front of her. Just then
a chilly late fall breeze came upon her bare feet at this table. Wind was coming through her balcony
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door between the door and the threshold. She could see her new little living room reflected in the many glass panes of her wooden balcony door. She could see her little lamp and her table and chairs and her self sitting. The young woman then got up and came up to the balcony door and leaned down and put her hand to the cool air coming through from underneath the door. The landlord told her that he was going to put a piece of insulation down there sometime soon for her. That would be good. She then stood up straight again and looked upon her reflection of her full form in the glass panes of nighttime.
She saw a tall slender young lady of about five feet eight inches. Her hair shone in a golden blonde with many and wild curls all about her head. Today she had on her favorite outfit: her blue and white plaid long-sleeved cotton blouse and her ladies’ blue denim vest buttoned up with metal buttons and her juniors’ dark blue jeans with a button fly of five buttons and bare feet. Huskey the girl had many admirers, but she had no boyfriends. As a daughter of God, the girl knew better than to date an unsaved man. The Bible said in many places in many ways to her as a saved woman, “Thou shalt not date a lost fellow.” And this born-again woman steadfastly held to this commandment for her own good. Turning from her reflection in the panes and looking to the balcony behind the panes, she could see a little rickety balcony with a platform of wood and with a low railing of iron there in the dark of night. She decided to now step out onto her new balcony for her first time. Huskey put her hand to the doorknob, opened the balcony door, stepped out onto the balcony, and shut the door behind herself.
Behold, dawn! Why, daylight as of a new morning lit up the sky everywhere! Frightened at first, she turned to come back into her apartment. She grabbed the doorknob, but now it was a different doorknob. And the door was different, too. Now the door was a solid door of red wood with no windows. In fact this door here now was the door of a strange red building that she had never seen before. Panic fell down upon her for a moment. She turned back to look at the strange lit up sky. She beheld a deep red sun of before sunrise at the edge of the horizon. And she was afraid no more.
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Though Huskey did not know where she was now standing, this land of early morning sun was indeed a most beautiful world, and she liked it. This surrealistic firmament of dawn was embellished with sundry and divers little clouds of purple and of dark blue all about where daytime was just beginning. And this deep red of dawn cast a most magical light upon this most magical new world. And Huskey did not worry right now about getting back to her old world or not anytime soon. She saw a strange home upon a rocky shores of a great vast waters. There was a little yard and a white picket fence and this red building and a house and a breezeway and a lighthouse. Huskey had seen pictures of lighthouses before lots of times, but she had never gotten to see a real lighthouse before and to stand near to it. The girl Huskey felt like walking about in this world and to find out more about it. But first she had to get a good look at the lighthouse. And she ran up to the lighthouse, stood in indecision for a moment, and looked up at its top. It looked to be about three stories high as far as such edifices went.
More decisive now, the young woman put her hands to it and felt its rough hard white exterior. This lighthouse was delightful and ever-fascinating to her. Funny how it seemed to her right now to be the most important lighthouse anywhere. Becoming more decisive and curious, Huskey began to walk around this lighthouse in search for a door. And there it was—the door to this lighthouse of lighthouses. It was just as rough and hard and white as its lighthouse itself. But it was still a grand door to this visitor from Wisconsin. Aggressive in her pursuit of discovery and not without prayer, Huskey went ahead to open the door and to try to get into this idyllic lighthouse before her here in this land of dawn.
Suddenly a man’s voice called out from within, saying in a warning, “Behold, lo, a woman is trying to get into the lighthouse!”
Startled, Huskey found herself saying, “I’m really, really sorry, sir.” And she quickly shut the door that she had opened just barely. She had not seen anything inside this lighthouse yet. She had not stopped to think that someone might be at home inside here. Who would be in a lighthouse alone like
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this along the rocky shores of a sea? Was he the keeper of this lighthouse? What should she do now?
She still did not want to leave this land of dawn. To go back now to her old world of her new apartment would have been missing out on this adventure here in this new world. She especially did not want to walk away from this lighthouse right now—even if it meant that she could walk around this world and find out all about this new world. Were she to leave this fascinating lighthouse for now, she might never get to come back to it. Besides, she wanted to get to know this strange fellow of the lighthouse. She would stand here by the lighthouse door and hope that this guy would come down.
Just then the door of the lighthouse opened about a foot-and-a-half, and a young man’s face about her age appeared in the space between the door and the door frame. He said to her, “I forgive you, kind miss.”
His voice was deep and nasal. His face had a brown mustache scarcely discernible and a brown goatee longer than it was thick. His nose was large. And his eyes were a color that she could not tell. And his teeth stuck out in an overbite. His hair was brown and straight and with bangs, and it was long hair for a man to have. And he was as thin and at tall as she. And Huskey’s woman’s heart was drawn to him. He definitely would make her a handsome boyfriend here in this land of dawn.
Then this lighthouse keeper opened his lighthouse door all the way, proffered his hand, and said, “Welcome, kind fair miss. I am Flanders Nickels.”
She shook his hand and said, “I am honored with your welcome. I am Huskey Ambassage.”
“Glad to meet you, Miss Ambassage,” he said.
Her heart was in a dither now with this handsome prince of a guy. If he were unsaved, she must leave him and never go out with him. If he were saved, however, and if he so wished, then she could go out on a date with him. She must not cheat on Jesus and go on in life with this cute fellow if he were not a born-again Christian living for God as she was. And Huskey had to ask her question that she had always asked other handsome boys and hope that this time the handsome boy’s answer would
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not break her heart. She dared ask him now, “Flanders, are you a believer?”
“Do you mean a ‘born again believer?’” he asked.
“Yeah,” she said.
“Born again by the blood of the Lamb,” he said. “Are you also a Christian?”
“Yes!” she said.
“Maranatha, pretty Huskey,” he said.
“Maranatha, handsome Flanders,” she said. He was the one for her.
“Welcome to the Land of Red Dawn,” he said.
“The Land of Red Dawn?” she asked. “Is that what this neat new place is?”
“It is, fair Jenny,” said Flanders.
“How come?” she asked.
“Look around you. What do you see?” he asked.
“I see the red sun of dawn,” she said.
“Here the sun is always rising, but it never rises,” he said. “It stays at dawn perpetually.”
“That’s not possible, Flanders,” said Miss Ambassage.
“Do look at the sun,” he said. “Does it look any higher in the sky than when you first came here?”
She looked and said, “It does look kind of the same.”
“Here in the Land of Red Dawn it is dawn all day long and all night long, Huskey,” he said to her.
“This red sun should be above the horizon higher by now,” said Miss Ambassage. “It is just staying there and not getting any higher.”
“Nor any brighter or any darker,” he told her. “Do you now believe?” he asked her.
“I believe you now, Flanders,” she said to him.
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“The sun never quite reaches sunrise here in the Land of Red Dawn,” he told it to her in another way.
“I believe,” she said. “Ir is a beautiful dim red, and it gives a most comforting dim red light to all of this world, Flanders.”
“Did you come through the door of the red building?” he asked.
“I did, Flanders,” she said.
“I had come through a French door in my apartment between my living room and my front hall,” he told her.
“I had come through a balcony door with lots of windows from my living room,” she said.
“Do you still remember everything in your time before here?” he said.
“I remember everything of before here,” she said.
“I do, too,” he said.
“And I do not want to go back. It is beautiful here in this new world of your Land of Red Dawn,” she said.
“I feel the same way, pretty Huskey,” he said. “I do not wish to go back to the land of day and night again, either.”
“Why did the Good Lord bring me to this place?” she asked.
“Would you walk with me to the seashore?” he asked.
“I never saw a real sea before,” she said.
“The seas in this land are broad and vast and tempestuous at times.” he said. Hand in hand the two walked down to the sea and sat down at the edge of the waves upon the large rocks. Flanders and Huskey sat in muteness and beheld the sea in its roars of waves. After a while, Flanders said, “It is written, ‘Fear ye not me? Saith the Lord. Will ye not tremble at my presence, which have placed the sand for the bound of the sea by a perpetual decree, that it cannot pass it: and though the waves
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thereof toss themselves, yet can they not prevail; though they roar, yet can they not pass over it?’ Jeremiah 5;22.”
“The seas of the Land of Red Dawn glorify our Maker just as much as do the seas of the land of day and night,” said Miss Ambassage.
“We both serve a powerful and wise Creator,” said Flanders. Then he said, “The Good Lord God made my lighthouse.”
“He did?” asked Huskey, wondering upon this strange revelation.
“He made it for His glory,” said Flanders.
“Why a lighthouse?” asked the young woman.
Instead Flanders went on to say, “Huskey, you asked why it was that our Jesus brought you here?”
“That I did ask,” she said.
“Did you have a prayer back in the world of day and night that you asked the Lord about?” asked Flanders.
“I cannot remember any prayer request from back in my old world,” she said. “But I was kind of wishing for a Christian boyfriend. And I was reading about Christ’s triumphal entry. And I was wondering what God looked like,” said Huskey.
“I would say that the Good Lord brought you here to answer your prayers of back there,” said Flanders.
“Prayers can surely be answered here in this Land of Red Dawn,” exclaimed the young lady.
“It is written, ‘For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.’ I Corinthians 13:12,” said the keeper of the lighthouse. Then he said, “That’s about God.”
“What does that verse say about God, Flanders?” asked Huskey.
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“It says that we cannot tell what Jesus looks like until we get to Heaven,” he taught her. Then he said, “Likewise it is written, comely Huskey, ‘The secret things belong unto the Lord our God: but those things which are revealed belong unto us and to our children for ever, that we may do all the words of this law.’ Deuteronomy 29:29.”
“God’s mysterious promise to his people of Israel back in Moses’s days,” said Miss Ambassage.
“And for me now, a mysterious promise of showing me secret things to come that can only happen here in the Land of Red Dawn.”
“You are a very pretty woman in a very pretty land,” he said. “I did not know that I was lonely here until you came here, Huskey,” he said.
“How long have you been here?” she asked.
“I was here from before the red dawn,” he said.
“From before the red dawn?” she asked.
“This used to be the Land of Red Dusk,” he said. “Then I lost my Jenny, and this became the land of night. But God is gracious and merciful. And the next morning this became the Land of Red Dawn that you see now.”
“Was this girl special to you, Flanders?” asked Huskey Ambassage, understanding that this Jenny had passed away in this world of earlier times.
“Yes,” said Flanders. “You look like her a lot, Huskey.”
“She must have been beautiful,” said Miss Ambassage.
“Like you, Huskey,” he said.
“I hope that I can assuage your grief over her and can take away your lonesomeness here in this Land of Red Dawn without her, Flanders,” said Huskey.
“With you here, this Land of Red Dawn is an even more beautiful place, fair and comely Huskey,” he said to her.
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“I would be happy to be here with you forever, Flanders,” said Miss Ambassage.
“We could be boyfriend-and-girlfriend-in-the-Lord here in this Land of Red Dawn, if that would be all right with you as it would be with me, Huskey,” he said.
“I would like that, Flanders,” she said. And the two became boyfriend-and-girlfriend there by the sea at the edge of the waves. The pretty young lady lay her head of golden curls against the head of the handsome young man of much straight brown hair. And she said, “I get to share paradise with a good man of God.”
“This paradise is not without its storms,” he said to her in edification.
“There are storms in this Land of Red Dawn?” she asked.
“Storms that come up even though the red dawn is still shining sure and strong,” he said to her.
“What kinds of storms? Are they real bad storms? Not tornadoes I hope,” she said.
“There are no tornadoes here,” he said. “But the winds do wreak havoc, nonetheless, in this Land of Red Dawn.”
“What kinds of things do these winds do here?” she asked.
“There are four different winds that do bring storms here,” he said. “The north wind blows and brings cold to the land. The east wind blows and brings rain to the land. The south wind blows and brings heat to the land. The west wind blows and brings snow to the land.”
“Those do not sound like real bad storms,” she said in spoken thoughts. “These four winds do not blow real hard. Do they?”
“These four winds do not blow hard,” he said. “But the north wind can bring freezing and frostbite. The east wind can bring floods and drowning. The south wind can bring drought and heatstroke. And the west wind can bring avalanches and blizzards.”
“All of this can happen, and the sun is still in the sky?” she asked.
“In the midst of perpetual red dawn, Huskey,” he said. “Yes.”
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“Flanders, is the sky turning green, do you think?” asked Miss Ambassage.
“I do believe so,” he said. “Uh oh.”
“When the sky turns green back in the world of day and night, that for us in the Midwest means the likelihood of a tornado,” said Huskey what she and Flanders did know.
And Flanders went on to say, “When the sky of this Land of Red Dawn turns green, that means that we have a four-alarm storm coming up very quickly. We are in danger here outside by the sea, Huskey!”
“What’s a ‘four-alarm storm?’” she asked.
“The four winds from the four directions all at once, Huskey!” he said, jumping up to his feet. He proffered his hand; and she took it, and he pulled her back up to the yard above the rocky shore.
“The only safe place in the Land of Red Dawn in a four-alarm storm is in the lighthouse,” he told her.
“Quick, go in, and I will follow you.” In obedience she ran in, and he came in right after, barring the door of the lighthouse from inside with a transverse beam. “It’s coming quickly,” he said to her.
“I’m afraid,” she said.
“Be of good courage. God is stronger than four winds from the Devil,” he said.
“Satan brings storms to the Land of Red Dawn,” she exclaimed in enlightenment.
“Storms to kill and to tempt and to disbelieve God’s Word,” said Flanders.
“This lighthouse must be a refuge of truth,” she said.
“God built this lighthouse when He created this beautiful land long before I had come here,” he said.
Just then the sound of roaring winds came upon the lighthouse in its entire circumference. “They’re here now…the four winds from Satan,” she said.
And the lighthouse shook from its foundations where it did stand. Through the cement blocks of the northern part of the lighthouse came through cold air several degrees below zero Fahrenheit. It
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was to Huskey as if there were no wall right now between the cold north wind and herself inside the lighthouse. Her face and her whole front side were chilled to the bone. “Hold me, please, Flanders. I’m shivering,” said Miss Ambassage.
“It is colder out there than it is in here,” he said to her in encouragement. “Inside this lighthouse we are safe in God’s wings.” And he held her in his arms where they sat.
Upon the wall of the lighthouse along its east side rain pelted the cement blocks, and water from the great rain began to seep in across the floor where they were sitting. This was happening at the same time as the cold air was coming in from the north. In great troubles Huskey said, “The floor is flooding, O Flanders.”
In great calm amid storm, Flanders said, “Let us stand up.” He and she stood up. The water continued pouring in from the base of the lighthouse and came in up to their feet. Then he said, “Remember how Jesus calmed the storm at sea when he was with the Apostles. This same God will calm the winds of this storm, too, in His time and in His way.” And Huskey was encouraged thus in the Lord.
Also, from the south of the lighthouse there came in a great heat as of fire. Miss Ambassage felt like her back was getting scorched from this great heat. She turned quickly to dare touch this wall with her hand. And she drew it back quickly and held it against herself in pain. “Flanders, I burned my hand!” she cried out. This was happening at the same time as the floods and the freezing.
“Do not touch the lighthouse walls at a time like this,” he said. He took her hand in both of his and held it gently.
“It does not hurt too bad right now, Flanders,” she said.
“It’s early yet in the four-alarm storm,” he said. “It doesn’t get real hot until later on in the storm.”
He let go of her hand, and she put it to her tongue. She said, “Already the walls on that side feel
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like fire,” she said.
“Take comfort, comely Huskey,” he said. “Outside, balls of fire are pelting this lighthouse from the south. But our God will keep the fireballs from coming in here.”
And from the west came a sound as of rolling thunder. Huskey could hear it coming with the sound much like that of a railroad train. She asked, “What is that coming from the west, Flanders?”
“I believe it to be an avalanche,” he said.
“It snows that hard in a storm like this?” she asked. This avalanche of snow was happening at the same time as the frigid cold and the flooding rain and the heat of fires.
“The avalanche shall surely crash into this lighthouse,” he said to her.
“It sounds to be as tall as this lighthouse itself,” she said.
“A little taller this time, I think,” he said calmly.
“God can keep us safe from that, too?” she asked, incredulous.
“The psalmist calls God ‘our Refuge and Strength, a very present Help in trouble,’” said Flanders in great faith of a seasoned man of God.
“Here it comes!” she said, holding her arms around her head. Flanders stood there, sure and strong in Jesus. Boom! The avalanche collided into the lighthouse. But the lighthouse did not shake.
And the avalanche was cut into two halves, one half continuing on to the one side of the lighthouse and the other half continuing on to the other side of the lighthouse.
“I feel like I am going to die in this Land of Red Dawn if these storms from the north and the east and the south and the west do not cease pretty soon,” she cried out.
His countenance told her that these four storms were not to end quite yet. He said to her, “Let us spend this time of storm telling how we both got born again, O pretty Huskey.”
Keeping her focus on God in this storm as Flanders was, Huskey asked, “Could I go first, Flanders?”
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“Yes, Huskey. You can go first,” said Flanders. “Tell me how you first found the Saviour.”
Inside this sanctuary from the four storms outside, Huskey Ambassage gave the testimony of her salvation: “I was a little girl of ten, and I was the best friend of a big girl of eighteen. Her name was Gretchen. I called her ‘Gretch’ for short, and she called me ‘Husk,’ for short. And she had an eighteen-year-old boyfriend named ‘Regal.’ And he looked regal, at that. He always bought and wore the best clothes in town. But he was kind and humble to everybody he met. He was well-known in town as the ‘preacher man.’ He was not an official pastor, but everywhere he went he shared the Gospel with everybody. He won thousands of souls for Christ one-by-one. And he taught Gretch to do the same thing. Gretch was also a born-again Christian like himself. And Gretch went around also telling everybody about Jesus. And she went on to win hundreds of souls to Christ herself. Gretch’s favorite women’s outfit was a pair of blue jeans and a long-sleeved plaid cotton shirt, and a ladies’ denim vest.” In a pirouette Huskey paused now to show off her own favorite outfit.
Flanders said, “Your favorite outfit is just like her favorite outfit, Huskey.”
“Do you like it?” asked Huskey.
“I love it!” he said.
“So, too, did Regal her outfit,” said Miss Ambassage. “He adoringly called his girlfriend his ‘classy, snazzy girl,’ every time that she had on that outfit. I was so close to Gretch as her little best friend that often times I went with her on her dates with Regal. But Gretch and Regal loved to have me with them on their dates. Regal welcomed me anytime anywhere. And he insisted that I come and be his friend just as I was his girlfriend’s friend. And these two Christians had most wholesome and God-honoring dates together with me and without me. They never said anything bad together. They never did anything bad together. And they never thought anything bad together. Their fun was good and holy and clean fellowship that always made them happy when they got together in the Lord on all of their dates. And Gretch and Regal were most Godly influences on me when I was yet a little girl. And
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before too long, Gretch did go and lead me to salvation. And since then I have led tens of lost souls to a saving knowledge of my Jesus myself.”
‘Amen, woman! Amen!” said Flanders..
“Now tell me how you got saved from your sins, Flanders,” said Miss Ambassage.
And ever-eager to tell his true tale, Flanders Nickels went on to give the testimony of his salvation to Huskey here in the lighthouse amid the four storms: “Believe it or not, I got saved at the town dump down the road a mile or so from Mom and Dad’s house.”
“You found so great salvation at a dump?” she asked.
“I and my kindergarten pal Royal went to the dump to scavenge for free little treasures,” said Flanders. “Neither one of us knew what God had waiting there for two lost little boys.”
“You must have gotten saved back in the land of day and night then, too, just as I had,” said Miss Ambassage.
“Uh huh,” he said. “Royal and I found lot of good little treasures for ourselves that day that we climbed into and throughout the big pit of garbage. I found all scattered around a whole pack of giant-sized playing cards for the seeing-impaired, and I gathered up all fifty-two of them. My eyesight was good, and I did not need them. But I wanted to keep them for myself. Then Royal found a whole bunch of ancient Readers’ Digests there—issues from maybe fifty years before. Readers’ Digest magazines looked so different from those old days than how Readers’ Digest magazines looked years later that day for me and Royal at the dump. Then I found a tiny little glass bottle with a metal cap that looked like something for me to take home and keep. I remember saying then, Huskey, ‘I better that you cannot find anything better than this, Royal,’ and holding up the tiny little bottle before him. Wouldn’t you know it, Huskey, but then he pulled out another tiny little glass bottle with a metal cap himself from where he was standing a dozen feet away from me. And his little glass bottle was smaller and better
than was my little glass bottle, And he said to me, ‘Look at my bottle and weep, good pal.’ I looked at
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him, and I said, ‘Boo hoo!’ and I laughed, and he laughed. He got me there, Huskey. And we continued our treasure hunt.”
“You know what they say, Flanders,” said Miss Ambassage. “One man’s junk is another man’s treasure.”
“So right!” said Flanders. “Then Royal found a complete set of Lincoln Logs all still sealed up in their original canister. And immediately after that I found a complete set of Tinkertoys also brand new in their canister and still sealed up. And near the end we both found at the same time a complete set of wooden blocks. We decided to share the blocks.”
“But how did you get saved that day at the dump?” she asked.
“I was saving the best for last,” said Flanders Nickels. “Royal found a little booklet. Being yet kindergarten students we could not read what it said. But it had a drawing of Who had to be Christ on its cover. It was one of those salvation tracts. Right away we took it to Pastor Baptiste, and he read it to us both, and we both prayed with the Pastor and received Christ, I and Royal at the same time. That is how I got saved, O Huskey.”
“Such a fascinating and true tale of your testimony of salvation, Flanders,” said Huskey. “I like it lots!”
Just then the four storms from the four directions suddenly ceased. All was peaceful. All was calm. “They’re done,” said Flanders.
“Praise You, Lord, they’re over,” prayed Miss Ambassage.
“God is faithful,” said Flanders.
“This lighthouse still stands,” said Huskey.
Then Flanders said, “There are mysteries about my lighthouse that God has yet to reveal to me.”
“What do you think that they could be, Flanders?” asked the girl.
“I think that this lighthouse is greater than it seems to be, Huskey,” he said. “I truly think that
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God Himself has plans for this lighthouse that I do serve Him as its keeper.. What the future of my lighthouse may be, I think that Christ may be a part of it personally. And God has told me that I will get to see what it will be when it happens.”
“Exciting!” exclaimed Huskey.
“I’m excited, too!” he said.
“It must truly be something good and grand!” she said.
“Truly something great and grand!” he said. “And it could be any time now.”
“Maybe I get to be here with you when it comes to pass,” said Miss Ambassage.
“I would love to share that moment with a girl as pretty as you, Huskey,” he said.
“I want to be with you when it happens, kind Flanders,” she said.
“Now that the storms are all done for a while, let’s climb up to the top of my lighthouse and look down upon this Land of Red Dawn from high up,” said Flanders.
“Fun! Fun!” said Huskey. “I’ve never gotten to go to a lighthouse’s top before,”
“I do it all the time,” said Flanders. “The red sun looks even more beautiful from up there.”
Flanders leading the way, the two raced up the spiraling wrought iron staircase, and walked out onto the parapet encircling the unlit beacon.
And man and woman were taken aback at what they now saw outside. “Flanders?” asked Huskey.
“Yeah, I think I see it, too, Huskey,” he said.
“The sun is turning yellow,” she said.
“And it has risen a little,” he said.
“What’s happening?” she asked.
“Sunrise has come upon the Land of Red Dawn, and that is supposed to be impossible,” he said.
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“Are we all doomed?” she asked.
“This is not the work of the Devil and of his four winds,” said Flanders. “The north and east and south and west do not have enough power to do anything to the sun of this land.”
“Maybe God is doing this,” said Huskey. “Maybe God might be coming for His lighthouse, Flanders.”
“Maybe our time is coming, Huskey,” he said. “The fulness of times regarding my lighthouse I keep may be coming to pass sooner than I had thought.”
“At last, finally, I might get to see my Saviour,” said Huskey Ambassage in sweet reverie.
“Look at the sun now, Huskey. It is definitely a little more high in the sky now,” said Flanders. Now neither any red nor any orange remained in the sun. It was all bright yellow.
“It is now past sunrise, Flanders,” she said.
“Brave new good things are happening to the Land of Red Dawn!” said Flanders.
“Surely the Good Lord is coming,” she said.
“I read a Bible verse this morning just as I heard you trying to come into my lighthouse,” he said. “It read this: ‘Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy King cometh unto thee: he is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass, and upon a colt the foal of an ass,’ and it was Zechariah 9:9.”
“I read that same verse in the night from in my living room just before I came here!” said Huskey Ambassage.
“Jesus’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem, girl,” he said.
“The very same thing that I want to see in Heaven!” she said.
Flanders went on to say, “The late Jenny Sentry, the former lighthouse keeper, had a prophecy from God which God had her to write down for her successor. I, the current keeper of the lighthouse,
am that successor. And I must now tell you what she had to prophesy to me only, pretty Huskey.”
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Then he said, “She explicitly told me not to share this prophecy outside the walls of this lighthouse.”
“Up here, we are outside the walls of this lighthouse,” said Huskey.
“Let us go back inside the lighthouse,” he said. The now bright yellow sun was now nearing mid-morning around where ten o’clock would have been in the land of day and night. And the two went back down into the lighthouse, and they sat side-by-side upon the bottom step of the wrought iron spiraling staircase. And he got up, approached a little cubbyhole on the other wall, pulled out a parchment from it, and came back to sit again by her side. There it was, a Messianic prophecy of Christ for here in the Land of Red Dawn. And Flanders held it out to her, and she reached out for it and carefully took it in her hands, and she set it on her lap. “You may read it, Huskey Ambassage,” he said.
And this was what she read: “I, Miss Jenny Sentry, the current keeper of the lighthouse of the Land of Red Dusk, do have Words from God to write unto the future keeper of this same lighthouse in this land of a time after myself: The red dusk shall soon give way to dark night. And the dark night shall soon after give way to red dawn. And when red dawn gives way to yellow day, the fullness of times shall begin for Christ in this world. And when that happens, all that has been shall become all that has never been. This land that once was, and then is, and then will be shall welcome its Maker.
He shall come, riding a donkey at high noon on that day. This land will become New Jerusalem. This yard of the lighthouse shall become the Lord’s throne. And this lighthouse shall become the Lord’s house. Time shall come to its end. And eternity shall come to its start. And so shall it ever be. Even so, come, Lord Jesus. Amen and amen.”
“Do you know what this is saying?” asked Huskey.
“It says great and wondrous things that we get to be a part of, Huskey,” he said.
“It also says that you and I get to see Jesus’s Triumphal Entry into New Jerusalem—the very capital city of Heaven!” she exclaimed.
“And it also says that this Land of Red Dawn that I have been blessed with will soon become
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the Land of Heaven!” he exclaimed in equal joy of the Lord.
“I finally get to see Jesus!” she said in dream.
“For forever,” he said in rejoicing with her.
“Twelve o-clock today!” she said. “That’s what the prophecy said.”
“Let us go outside and welcome our Christ,” he said. He held the prophecy parchment endearingly against his chest in both arms, and he ran outside, and she ran outside with him. Not any evidence of the four alarm storm remained. And they hopped out onto the grassy lawn not far from the lighthouse. The yellow sun was now at an equivalent to eleven o’clock. This prophecy was to come true in about an hour. And both Christians sat down upon the grass and waited for Jesus with bated breath and in dumbfounded anticipation and in much fervent silent prayer of happy words.
Just then a cold wind blew upon them, and a voice called out, “I am the North, and with my breath I bring cold to this land. But unto the Lord I do now submit.” And the cold breeze passed on.
Then a rain came down upon them, and a voice called out, “I am the East, and with my breath I bring rain to this land. But unto God I do now give account.” And the rain passed on.
Then a hot wind blew upon them, and a voice called out, “I am the South, and with my breath I bring heat to this land. But unto Christ I do now give honor.” And the hot breeze passed on.
Then a snow came upon them, and a voice called out, “I am the West, and with my breath I do bring snow to this land. But unto Jesus I do now give glory.” And the snow passed on.
Then the North spoke a proclamation, “It is written, ‘And a very great multitude spread their garments in the way; others cut down branches from the trees, and strawed them in the way. And the multitudes that went before, and that followed, cried, saying, Hosanna to the son of David: Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord; Hosanna in the highest. And when he was come into Jerusalem, all the city was moved, saying, Who is this? And the multitude said, This is Jesus the prophet of Nazareth of Galilee.’ Matthew 21:8-11.”
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Then the East made a declaration, “It is written, ‘And many spread their garments in the way, and others cut down branches off the trees, and strawed them in the way. And they that went before, and they that followed, cried, saying, Hosanna; Blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord: Blessed be the kingdom of our father David, that cometh in the name of the Lord. Hosanna in the highest.’ Mark 11:8-10.”
Then the South made its announcement, “It is written, ‘And as he went, they spread their clothes in the way. And when he was come nigh, even now at the descent of the mount of Olives, the whole multitude of the disciples began to rejoice and praise God with a loud voice for all the mighty works that they had seen; Saying, Blessed be the King that cometh in the name of the Lord: peace in heaven, and glory in the highest.’ Luke 19:36-38.”
Then the West gave its utterance, “It is written, ‘On the next day much people that were come to the feast, when they heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem, Took branches of palm trees, and went forth to meet him, and cried, Hosanna: Blessed is the King of Israel that cometh in the name of the Lord. And Jesus, when he had found a young ass, sat thereon; as it is written, Fear not, daughter of Sion: behold, thy King cometh, sitting on an ass’s colt.’ John 12:12-15.”
Behold, from the west, a deified Personage of utmost regal glory riding a donkey under the bright yellow sun of high noon. “Is that really Jesus?” asked Huskey quietly to Flanders.
“It is Jesus,” said Flanders quietly back to her.
The Good Lord was making His way on the donkey toward them and toward the lighthouse in a slow gait. Suddenly the whole host of Heaven’s angels—thousands of thousands– called down from Above: “Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength,
and honour, and glory, and blessing.” And right after that, the whole host of Heaven’s saints—ten thousand times ten thousand—called down from Above: “Amen: Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiving, and honour, and power, and might, be unto our God for ever and ever. Amen.”
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And the angel Michael and the angel Gabriel appeared. In Michael’s right hand was a little book of hymns, opened before him. In Gabriel’s right hand was a golden trumpet. They knelt in worship of Jesus as they stood beside the lighthouse. And the two angels worshipped God with the hymn “Christ Returneth!”–Michael with his singing voice; and Gabriel with his trumpet:
“1. It may be at morn, when the day is awaking,
When sunlight thru darkness and shadow is breaking,
That Jesus will come in the fullness of glory
To receive from the world His own.
O Lord Jesus, how long, how long
Ere we shout the glad song–
Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen, Hallelujah! Amen.
- Ir may be at midday, it may be at twilight,
It may be, perchance, that the blackness of midnight
Will burst into light in the blaze of His glory,
When Jesus receives His own.
O Lord Jesus, how long, how long
Ere we shout the glad song–
Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen, Hallelujah! Amen.
- While hosts cry Hosanna, from heaven descending,
With glorified saints and the angels attending,
With grace on His brow, like a halo of glory,
Will Jesus receive His own.
O Lord Jesus, how long, how long
Ere we shout the glad song–
Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen, Hallelujah! Amen.
- O joy! O delight! Should we go without dying,
No sickness, no sadness, no dread and no crying,
Caught up thru the clouds with our Lord into glory,
When Jesus receives His own.
O Lord Jesus, how long, how long
Ere we shout the glad song–
Christ returneth! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen, Hallelujah! Amen.”
Then Michael and Gabriel returned to Heaven Above.
And that left Huskey and Flanders alone with Jesus riding His donkey. And the Lord stopped his equine right where Huskey and Flanders were standing. And God smiled down upon His daughter and upon His son. Huskey was actually looking her Saviour in His eyes, and His eyes were actually
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looking upon her. She finally got to see God in His regal glory. And He was right in front of her. He was not even five feet away from her. And all manner of worship in its adoration and reverence and obeisance and awe and honor filled her heart to overflowing. At once Miss Ambassage took off her blue denim vest and spread it out upon the ground for the Lord’s donkey’s hooves. And she fell upon her knees in worship. Flanders likewise fell upon his knees and bowed his head before Jesus. Jesus said to Huskey, “O faithful daughter, Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.” Then Jesus spoke to Flanders, “O faithful son, Blessed are the poor in spirit; for theirs is the kingdom of Heaven.” Huskey dared to look up. And she saw her Lord ride His donkey up to the lighthouse, stop, and dismount. Christ then turned back toward the two witnesses of the Land of Red Dawn. And He said to all the saints everywhere past and present and future with a voice as the sound of many waters, “Come, ye blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.” Jesus then looked Upward and said, “I thank Thee, Father, for this moment.” And God the Father called down from Above, saying, “Thou art My beloved Son, in Whom I am well-pleased.” And God the Holy Spirit breathed upon this Land once of red dawn and took away the four winds that had once plagued this land. Jesus Christ then said, “This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.” Then God put His hand to the lighthouse door. He said, “I’ve come home.” He opened the door and turned back around. He said, “Thus is it done,” And, lo, the yellow sun of early afternoon was gone, and, behold, Jesus Christ, the light of the world, became the light now of this land.
And the Land of Red Dawn now became the Land of Heaven. Ever and anon. From everlasting to everlasting. Time without end. And Jesus went into His lighthouse. And a new Heavens and a new Earth began for all of the Good Lord’s creation that He had created.
(Dear reader, what does God have to say about His real Heaven in His Word? In the Old Testament, it is written, “For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the
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ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside thee, what he hath prepared for him that waiteth for him,” Isaiah 64:4. In the New Testament, it is written, “But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.” I Corinthians 2:9.
But, attend and take heed: only the true Christians, only the real born-again believers, get to go to Heaven. All who lived and who live are sinners. And God cannot allow sin to come into Heaven. If sin were to come into Heaven, then Heaven would be no better than Earth. Those who are born-again Christians have their sins taken away from them by Jesus. Their righteousness is the righteousness of God. And His blood shed on the cross covers their sins. That is why only born-again believers get to go to Heaven. And that is why only born-again Christians can be happy in Heaven. Heaven is the place where all the saved worship Jesus at His throne. These saved loved to worship God in their life before Heaven, and now they get to worship God all the more personally in Heaven to come. Bu the unsaved have no desire to worship Jesus at His throne. And the unsaved would be miserable in Heaven. The lost hated to worship Christ in Earth, and they will surely not worship Christ in Heaven; they will not be There. They will be in Hell. The Christians are also called “the saints,” “the believers,”
“the brethren,” the redeemed,” the just,” “the saved,” “the righteous,” the converted,” and “the children of the kingdom of light.” And all that they had to do to be blessed with this Heaven was to accept God’s free gift of eternal life while yet in their mortal life on Earth. This so great salvation is only given by grace through faith. The most powerful message of the ages is called “the Gospel.” And the Gospel says, “Jesus died on the cross for our sins and rose again the third day.” The Gospel speaks of history’s three great events—the death and burial and resurrection of Christ. It is no small thing to reject the Gospel. The best time to get saved is the first time you hear the Gospel. If you reject the Gospel for your first time, you may not get to hear it a second time. And if you hear the Gospel the second time, it will be easier for you to reject upon this second time than it was upon your first time.
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And the third time more than the second time. If kept up long enough, your conscience will become seared, and your heart will become a hard stone to the call of the Gospel; and you have made it almost impossible for yourself to get saved, even despite the power of the Holy Spirit. And do not think to wait to get saved later; the Devil will be sure to try to make that later time to never come to you. Nor say, “I will get saved when I am dying.” There is only one deathbed conversion in the Bible—one of of the two thieves who died on the cross next to Jesus (the other thief on the cross died in his sins). Above all things about choosing to get saved, remember this: None of us, saved or lost, has the promise of another day in this life. Death comes like a thief in the night. There is not always another tomorrow. Unwise mankind thinks that he will have forever. Once you die, it is too late to seek Christ. Our life is a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
Read this now and pause to consider: All those who reject Christ as their personal Saviour have to go to Hell when they die. These are all who are not born-again Christians. These are often sincere people, but they are sincerely wrong in what they do believe. These can be religious people—but followers of false religions. Such may believe that salvation is through works, as believed by the over 1,500 different false religions out there. Or such may believe that by doing good works they can keep from losing their salvation. They are still trusting themselves for their salvation, and not Jesus, Who finished their salvation for them on the cross. All of the founders of all of these false religions are dead and buried; but Christ of Christianity is not dead and buried, bur, rather risen again and living today. These people who live their lives without Christ are called “the wicked.” These wicked are also called “the lost,” “the unsaved,” “the unrighteous,” “the children of the kingdom of darkness,” and “the unjust.” And, once they die in their sins, they go to Hell and become “the damned.” And when time ends and eternity begins, these damned in Hell then go to the lake of fire, and are judged for all of their sins by degrees of punishment in eternal fires. And they will never ever get out. Truly in their lives in the world, in having rejected the Saviour of the world, they were “willingly ignorant,” and “without
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excuse.” and “accountable to God their Judge.” They had chosen to live in Hell with Satan instead of choosing to live in Heaven with Jesus. Why? It is one word. And that word is “pride.” Pride is the “condemnation of the Devil.” It was pride that cast the Devil and his angels out of Heaven and reserved them their places in Hell. And pride is the reason why people reject Jesus as Saviour and go to Hell.—even more so than false religion and atheism and evolutionism. The heart is deceitful above all things and desperately wicked; who can know it?
Heaven? Hell? Your heart must make the right decision about Jesus on this side of eternity. If you wish now to choose Jesus and Heaven and salvation: pray this prayer to get born again: “Dear Father: I am a sinner. I am sorry for my sin. Please forgive me. I confess that Your Son, Jesus Christ the Lord, shed His blood for me on the cross of Calvary, willingly laid down His life for me, and rose again the third day, because death could not keep Him. I cannot save myself. But You save to the uttermost. I’m now trusting You—and You alone—to save my soul. Please become my personal Saviour and give me everlasting life in Heaven. In the name of Jesus I pray. Amen.”
It is written: “Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.” Acts 4:12. And this name is the Good Lord Jesus Christ the Saviour of the world.)
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