Lord Jesus, as my poor heart jumps for joy, as I see the possibilities, of me a middle-aged man, but yet the possibilities of me seeing You come in this generation; to be alive and stand here, and see when that Trumpet sounds, "He that's filthy is filthy still. He that's righteous is righteous still. He that's holy is holy still."

O Lord God, to think of us standing, in a moment in a twinkling of an eye, when the world won't know what's going on, but all of a sudden, you'll see appear before you, your loved ones that's gone on has come to unite with you again. And we'll be changed in a moment in a twinkling of an eye, and be caught up together to meet our Lord in the air, and then unite with Him to be there forever, and never to have to be out of His Presence again.

-- Brother Branham
August 18, 1963