God will gather us up and take us where the people never get old! There will be no death! No children will be crying for bread! There will be no prairie fires! No wars! Bless God, we are going! Don't you want to join the procession? Don't you want to sell everything and go? Leave the city of destruction and run from the storm; don't linger in the plain. Prepare to meet God. Prepare for the coming of the Lord, because He is coming.
-- Maria Woodworth-Etter
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