New Rectangular Object (UFO?) Near the Sun

Recently UFO Hypotheses posted a picture of a strange rectangular object near the sun. Here is one of the actual pictures from the SOHO Near Real Time Data:

This particular shape reminded me of  the following Biblical prophecy:

Revelation 21:9-17

New International Version (NIV)

The New Jerusalem, the Bride of the Lamb

⁹ One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls full of the seven last plagues came and said to me, “Come, I will show you the bride, the wife of the Lamb.” ¹⁰ And he carried me away in the Spirit to a mountain great and high, and showed me the Holy City, Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God. ¹¹ It shone with the glory of God, and its brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel, like a jasper, clear as crystal. ¹² It had a great, high wall with twelve gates, and with twelve angels at the gates. On the gates were written the names of the twelve tribes of Israel. ¹³ There were three gates on the east, three on the north, three on the south and three on the west. ¹⁴ The wall of the city had twelve foundations, and on them were the names of the twelve apostles of the Lamb.

¹⁵ The angel who talked with me had a measuring rod of gold to measure the city, its gatesand its walls. ¹⁶ The city was laid out like a square, as long as it was wide. He measured the city with the rod and found it to be 12,000 stadia in length, and as wide and high as it is long. ¹⁷ The angel measured the wall using human measurement, and it was 144 cubits thick.

It is intriguing that the object is a perfect rectangle and that the New Jerusalem described in Revelation is also a perfect rectangle. Is it possible that we're seeing the first approach of the New Jerusalem? I don't know, but it sure is an interesting "coincidence."

For the full story on the object along with information on how you can personally access the live data stream from SOHO, please visit http://www.UFOHypotheses.com 

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Born to Run Back

Julius Achon began to run at the age of 10 after hearing stories of Uganda's most famous runner, John Akii-Bua, a 400-meter hurdler who won a gold medal in the 1972 Olympics. At the age of 12 Julius was abducted by rebels but escaped by running 100 miles back to his village. Julius went on to set an NCAA record (while attending George Mason University) and make it to the semifinals of the 1500 meters at his second Olympics, in Sydney in 2000.

While on a training run in his native country of Uganda, Julius stumbled upon 11 orphans huddled under a bus. He learned that the children's parents had been killed. He gathered the children and took them to his father's house and has been supporting them since then. This incredible story of faith and selflessness will warm the heart and soul.

See the full story here:http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-243-560--14148-F,00.html

Merry Christmas

The "W" in Christmas                                                      
     
Last December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience.   I had cut back on nonessential obligations - extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending. Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.     
     
My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year. It was an exciting season for a six year old. For weeks, he'd been memorizing songs for his school's "Winter Pageant."  I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of the production. Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher.  She assured me there'd be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation.  All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then.  Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise. 
                 
So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early,  found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down. Around the room, I saw  several other parents quietly scampering to their seats. As I waited, students were led into the room. Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song. Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as "Christmas," I didn't expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment - songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer.

So, when my son's class rose to sing, "Christmas Love," I was slightly taken aback by its bold title. Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snowcaps upon their heads.  Those in the front row- center stage - held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song. As the class would sing "C is for Christmas," a child would hold up the  letter C. Then, "H is for Happy," and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message, "Christmas Love."

The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her; a small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down -  totally unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W".  The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake. But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W".  Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together.  A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen. In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our  festivities. For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud and clear:

"C H R I S T   W A S   L O V E" 
  
And, I believe, He still is.