A world whose time is up

July 16, 2009

Jesus on a White Horse

by Richard C. Cook

During the two years since I retired as a federal government analyst, I have published two books and over 60 articles on public policy issues. In January 2007 I published “Challenger Revealed: An Insider’s Account of How the Reagan Administration Caused the Greatest Tragedy of the Space Age.” I then began to write about the economic crisis, including recommendations for radical change to our debt-based bank-centered monetary system. I wrote through the experience gained in the field of public finance during 22 years of service with the U.S. Treasury Department. This culminated in publication of “We Hold These Truths: The Hope of Monetary Reform.” I now feel I have gone far enough in commenting on current events, as I turn increasingly to my commitment to spirituality that has been central in my life since childhood. I plan to continue writing, now only as topics are revealed to me through my spiritual practice. My first such offering is to relate a dream I had recently.

Jesus Christ is sitting on a white horse. He looks like the popular Biblical Jesus: long hair, a beard, a white robe. I see Him and his horse in profile from a moderate distance. He and the horse are absolutely still. He radiates strength, stillness, and confidence.

In every direction, spreading to the horizon, is rubble, the remnants of human civilization, piled a couple of feet high on the ground. The wreckage is vast, of a reddish hue, so annihilated that no specific object is recognizable. Smoke or mist wafts from the rubble. In the distance, on the horizon, is a pale reddish light as nightfall approaches.

I feel no fear. I feel that all is as it must be. The sight of the Lord brings awe and peace.

I make no attempt in this article to interpret what I have seen in my dream though the wreckage obviously pertains to the existing condition of the world. Whether the desolation is prophetic of the onrushing disaster to civilization many are predicting I cannot say. The other alternative is that the rubble symbolizes the spiritual condition of present-day humanity. Many of the people on earth today, especially those in charge of society, are materialists and atheists, consumed by fear, selfishness, violence, egotism, militarism, and greed, spiritually either deeply asleep or dead, destroying through negligence whole nations and even perhaps the planet we live on. Then there are the many who passively acquiesce in the ongoing horror or those who try to cover it up through entertainment, denial, and triviality. Yet Jesus Christ is here, watching and waiting, perhaps allowing events to take their course, but available to inspire those who yet have eyes to see. The white horse is reminiscent of the Book of Revelations: “And I looked, and beheld a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.” I also think of the song Johnny Cash sang in his old age: “The Man Comes Around,” where, at the end, Cash speaks those same words. The fact that in my dream Jesus sat astride the horse makes me realize that He was the one who through His resurrection conquered death. But who will now turn to Him? Who will “seek first the Kingdom of Heaven and its righteousness”? Now is the time to “come out and be separate.” A world where war is viewed as normal, where human beings knowingly and willingly torture other human beings to death then lie about it, where governments terrorize their own populations, where millions are deliberately subjected to addictive legal and illegal drugs, where the food supply is degraded for profit, where radiation is purposely introduced into the environment through devices like depleted uranium, where space is viewed as the ultimate high ground for weapons deployment, where assassination is official policy, where pandemics are declared to market dangerous vaccines, where trillions are lavished on financial institutions while families are denied adequate income, where initiative is smothered by taxes and regulations, where justice is bought and sold, where the laws favor mainly the rich, where the media put people to sleep with pablum and nonsense, and where the intellectuals justify the status quo is a world whose time is up.