"I looked and there before me was a pale horse!
Its rider was named Death
and Hades was following close behind him." Revelation 6:7
"there are things in this world we do not fully understand, there are worlds we may never know"
even now I keep thinking back to the night my father died, he told me this sentence, back then I thought it was old age taking over his mind, but maybe, in his last moments, he got to see a glimpse of the unknown.
I woke up in the rain, it was dark, I laid naked on the ground with only rags to cover me. I looked around me and learned I was in a cemetery, I looked at the graves near me, three graves, a family: Mark - a loving husband, Martha - a loving wife, and Nathen - a dear son. there was something about these names, but I just couldn't remember what.
but I would.
I got up, the rags around me were soaking wet and I was cold, I started walking, I had no Idea where I was going and for how long, there were no people around me, t