The Right Hand of the Creator

With a wave of His hand, the Creator sent all of their consciousness back to their respective places.

Galaxies returned to orbit.

Worlds settled.

The meeting of existence closed—silent and absolute.

Next to Him, a Man appeared on His right.

It was as if He had been there since the beginning.

His head and His hairs were white like wool,

as white as snow;

and His eyes were as a flame of fire;

and His feet like unto fine brass,

as if they burned in a furnace;

and His voice as the sound of many waters.

And as the Man on the right spoke…

billions of voices rose in worship hymns.