For six thousand years God has let mankind run things his way. Like a crowded Mardi Gras Bourbon Street scene, I see revelers of all types in masks of glory, celebrating the night and the dawn of a new day.

But down the street a dog is barking, and a new day is dawning that will be different. Justice is done. My ways are not your ways, saith the Lord. I will surely not suffer my children to see another day before I stand up on My Holy Mountain and show the world that I Am That I Am.

Amen.