Lightning striking, thunder rolling, the earth staggering and reeling and jolting. Yet this is not the end of the story. God emerges, stands in Glory, sharpening His bow, mounting up and lunging forth, discomfiting the forces of darkness, bringing them to a grinding halt. Initiating good, shaping light so that the remnant of men can enter in. Love will accomplish this in its finest hour.
1 Thess. 4:15-17
15 For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. 16 For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first 17Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.