The Rapture: In the Twinkling of an Eye Countdown to the Earth's Last Days (Before They Were Left Behind Book 3) by Tim LaHaye & Jerry B. Jenkins

Author:Tim LaHaye & Jerry B. Jenkins [LaHaye, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: FICTION / Religious, FICTION / Christian / Futuristic
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2006-06-06T00:00:00+00:00

In cities where the disappearances had happened in the middle of the night, those left behind were awakened by frantic phone calls from loved ones in other time zones. Soon the modes of communication were hopelessly jammed as the biggest news story in history swept the globe.

For an instant, Irene Steele had lain terrified, but before she could move even an inch she heard a loud trumpet blast and felt transported out of her bed, passing through the ceiling, the attic, the roof, and into the dark night sky. Strangely, though she had left her jewelry and nightgown, she did not feel naked, nor was she cold. Not for a second did she believe this was a dream or anything other than real. She was more in the moment than she had ever been in her life.

And there was Raymie, right next to her, as they soared.

“Is this it, Mom? Is this it? Somebody shouted my name!”

She could see clearly, even in the dark, and as they rose Irene saw millions rising with them from horizon to horizon. Oh, praise God! She would soon see Jesus!

But for now she was fixated on Raymie. She had known it was her son; she had recognized his face and his voice, though it had changed, and he was a full-grown man, over six feet tall with a clear face and chiseled features. She too had changed. Her face felt smoother, her skin taut. And while she still bore nicks and scars from various minor injuries over the years—even Jesus’ scars would still be visible, she knew—her body and tone reminded her of several years before, when she had been in her early thirties.

When she and Raymie reached the clouds, they slowed and were suspended there. Irene could not keep from grinning. She had always been afraid of heights, but here she was, higher than she’d ever been outside a plane, and she feared nothing. She wondered aloud where Jackie was, and suddenly, there she was, with Dooley and their grown-up child. They embraced and stared and shook their heads.

“It was you, you know,” Irene said. “You really led me to Christ.”

“Me too,” Dooley said. “I wonder if Pastor Billings—”

And there he was with them, embracing everyone, rejoicing. “I always wondered what this would feel like,” he said, looking half his age.

“Thank you for your faithful preaching and teaching,” Irene said.

It was then that she realized that there was no barrier between thought and action. “Raymie, it seems everything we think about happens instantly. I mentioned Jackie and here she is. Dooley mentioned the pastor, and here he is. It’s as if time has stood still and all of this is happening simultaneously.”

“I want to see Grandma and Grandpa,” Raymie said, and they appeared, youthful, lucid, no trace of the Alzheimer’s that had claimed them both.

“Irene,” Rayford’s father said, “you led us to Jesus. We are eternally grateful.”

“Yes,” her mother-in-law said, “and we must pray for Rayford, who is not here, is he?”

Irene shook her head, and the four of them huddled to pray.

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