I see me landing a jumbo airliner in Denver, facing the Rockies. I fly in from the east. It is bigger than the whole airport. In fact, it covers the airport and would almost be like a cartoon, it’s so big. It is as high as the mountains themselves.
On it’s side is written, “faith, hope and love.”
I see lightning coming out from it. There is a rainbow around it hovering over the top. And, a dark cloud is over it. No devil will stop it, but he knows we are here for business.
I see the construction of buildings and houses and great prosperity coming with me. There is a big red cross painted on the sides of the plane. And, people come in one door and go out another with their graduation gowns on and diplomas in hand.
I see the dead coming back out of their graves and entering in. They come in dirty and go out shiny.
I see preachers lining up to stand on top of the plane and practice their stuff. There is a ladder that goes up to the top. They line up for miles for their turn. Angels hold the ladder in place. Fire comes out of the preachers mouths and touches the neighboring states.
The glory of the LORD rises on the plan every morning. Because of its size, the first rays of morning and the new day’s mercy touch the plane before anything else. The brilliance is seen all over the earth. God’s hand sits under the plane and holds it up.
I see Jesus sitting on the tail section just kicking His legs up and down like a child on a sawhorse. He is having a great time.
Money flows out of the rear door and into the shopping carts of the poor.
Leaders of countries line up to find me to seek my wisdom and counsel for their countries.
Books upon books are available. We wrote them all.
God’s Spirit covers the land and the plane. He is thick like a blanket of fog that rolls in. Every time that He comes, everyone falls out.
Worship is going on all of the time. And, a band is on top of the plane in the middle section playing.
The glory of the God is all around.
Millions come from all directions to hear what is said and encounter the LORD.
The engines stay on. This plane will go somewhere else one day.