Then I looked, and there was a large crowd of people. There were so many people that no one could count them all. They were from every nation, tribe, race of people, and language of the earth. They were standing before the throne and before the Lamb. They all wore white robes and had palm branches in their hands. They shouted loudly, “Victory belongs to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb.”
Why does that seen familiar? Life that time when the Lord Christ road into the City and the people began to praise Him. Holy, Holy, Holy. All praise to Him who sits on the throne. To Him who is king alone. This vision is in Heaven. The man of God has first row seating of the activities that are happening around the throne of God. So many beings celebrating the Masters power and His provision for His subjects. They bow themselves down before the Lamb of God, who is the one and only Son, Jesus Christ.
Many nations have come to celebrate the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. Many dialect, not that the Visionary heard them speak, but he understood them to be of multiple nations. We must recall that this is a Spiritual moment that the Apostle is experiencing. He is in a vision of victory for the saints and the Lord our God. Many have made it. Many have goten through the rough patches of this physical training program. That is what it is about. Being apart of a larger group who all have the same faith in the same God and King.
As he hears the shouts of victory to our God from all who stood around. It confirms God promise to Abraham. That He would give him children of great numbers, as many as there are stars in the sky. The Lord God keeps His promises. Father Abraham did have many sons. They who have faith as he did in the Great God Jehovah. They who accepted the Son Yeshua immediately without questioning origin of birth. Those who understand that they must sacrifice a great deal of themselves to receive of the Lord. We will all stand around the Throne of our King and give thanks for His greatness. We will all bow our wills to the power and might of our Father who loves us. He prepares this place for you. It is up to you to be in that number that cannot be counted. If millions didnt make it, I know there will be millions who will. I just have to get in the photo of the latest graduating class. The proof is in the family portrait.