Late Sunday evening the three arrived in their hometown. A happy reunion took place in the Spruce home and the Mostly home.

Jason wanted to hold on to Jenny's hand to keep her from leaving again.

"I'll be home for a long time, Jason," answered Jenny. "We can play lots of games together."

The Spruce girl noticed a change in her father's countenance. She saw no anger there, only a loving face. Never before had Daddy looked so good to her.

"Jenny, dear," Daddy said. "I am a Christian now. I don't drink beer or smoke or curse anymore."

"I've been praying for you," said the daughter. "What made you decide to believe in Jesus?"

"Well, Sweetie," Daddy explained. "I had a dream but it was awful, not like your good dream. I dreamed that I awoke from sleep. Your mother was not there beside me. Looking all through the house, I could not find her. Then I saw her gown and slippers on the floor by the bed. She was gone."

The little bed was empty in Jason's room. Only blue, print pajamas lay there on top of his quilt. Oh! I was so scared!

Thinking that you might be in your bed, I peeped in your room. Alas, your bed was empty. Just like your mother and brother, your robe and gown were on top of the covers. No Jenny!

Frantically, I ran to the Mostly's house. They didn't answer the doorbell. In desperation I pushed in the door. The house was neat except for the unmade beds. The Mostlys were gone.

On the way to the house I passed a man on the street. We talked. He said other people were missing and that he believed aliens had carried them away in a spacecraft.

I knew better. The great King Jesus had come and taken my family to Heaven. I cried and cried.

Then I really awoke. It was a dream. Your mother wasn't in bed with me, but I found her in the kitchen making breakfast for the three of us.

How I thanked God He had given me another chance. That morning I gave my heart to Jesus!"

"Oh, Daddy!" exclaimed Jenny. "I am so happy! Now when the King comes to take us all to the homeland, our family - all of us will go! I am so happy!" The girl jumped up and down for joy. "Now, dear," said her mother, "tell us what you found to do all the days you spent at Spruceland."

"We found plenty to do, said the daughter. "But the most fun we had was on last Sunday when Zion came to play with us."

"What about Zion?" asked Daddy.

"Zion was someone special," answered Jenny. "We were playing on the hill and he appeared out of nowhere. He played tag and hide-and-seek with us. While Kelli and I rested, he sang a new song for us. He taught us the song. Suddenly he disappeared. We didn't see him go anywhere."

"Strange!" said Mr. Spruce.

"It is a wonder," declared Mrs. Spruce. "Could he be an angel?"

"Grandma thinks Zion is an angel," said Jenny. "He even saw me speaking in the Velvet Hills church."

"You spoke at church!" exclaimed Mama.

"Yes," said the girl. "Everyone had heard about my visit to Heaven and wanted me to tell them about it. But I didn't see Zion in that church."

Mama and Daddy were amazed at Jenny's words.

"Do we have a special girl, honey?" Mr. Spruce asked his wife.

"I do believe so," she replied. "God is using her to lead others. Isn't it wonderful!"

"Grandma and Grandpa were so good to us," Jenny said. "We had a good time. I'm tired now and I want to go to bed."

The girl kissed Jason and her parents. Then she went straight to bed and fell asleep.

Jenny awoke early on Monday. There were things to do, friends to call, friends to see.

After breakfast she called Mrs. Rosella to see if she and Kelli could visit for awhile.

"My, yes, Jenny!" responded the woman. "Jamie and I have missed your visits. We will be glad to see you. Come right over."

The girls rode their bikes to the quaint house, at the edge of the woods, which was still beautiful. Jamie was on the porch.

"What did you do on the farm?" asked the boy.

"We rode a black pony over the hills and across the ridge," answered Kelli. "The pony galloped and threw me into a pile of dirt."

"Hey!" laughed Jamie. "That sounds funny."

"It could have been funny," returned Kelli. "I was so dirty that I had to take a bath."

"We fed the lambs milk from baby bottles," said Jenny. "We had chores, but much of it was fun."

"Did you go to church?" asked Jamie. He wasn't sure if a person went to church on a vacation.

"Yes," replied Kelli." Jenny gave a little speech at church."

"You're kidding!" said Jamie.

"I did talk at church," declared Jenny. "Church was an important part of our vacation."

"Let's talk about Zion," suggested Kelli.

"Zion!" exclaimed Jamie. "Who in the world is he?"

"We are not sure," replied Jenny. "Grandma thinks he is an angel."

Jamie's eyes popped wide open when he heard the word angel. This conversation was getting interesting.

Jenny told about playing on the hill at the farm, when suddenly a boy appeared from nowhere and played with them. "He taught us a song," added Kelli.

"Please sing it for me," begged Jamie.

The girls sang for their friend.

"Grandma, come out here!" Jamie shouted to Mrs. Rosella who was in the kitchen.

"What's up?" his grandmother asked from the doorway.

"Grandma, an angel gave a song to Jenny and Kelli!" exlaimed Jamie.

"An angel!?" she said, coming out on the porch.

"Yes! Really!" declared Kelli. "At least we believe he was an angel because he saw Jenny speaking in church and no one in Velvet Hills church saw him."

"And he just appeared in front of us," chimed in the Spruce girl. "When he left, he just vanished. We never saw him walk anywhere."

"Well, I'll be a duchess!" said the woman. "What an amazing story!"

"It's all true!" declared Kelli.

"Sing the song for Grandma," said the boy.

The two friends gladly sang for Mrs. Rosella.

"I'm just about speechless," said Mrs. Rosella. "How beautiful."

"It was very beautiful when Zion sang," said Jenny. "His voice seemed to float across the hills!"

"Zion's appearance is a wonder," said the woman. "It must be to tell us that our Lord is coming soon. I must pray more for my loved ones."

"Do Claudia and Hardin know about Zion's song?"

"Nope," answered Kelli. "We haven't seen them since we got back to Fernville."

"Want to go there now?" Jamie said. "Tell them about Zion!" "Sure," said Jenny.

"O.K.," agreed Kelli. "I think they will like the song."

Jamie and the girls rode their bikes to the green caboose to see the old couple. When they arrived, Hardin was bent over pulling weeds from the yard.

"Good morning, children," greeted the old man with a smile. "It's good to see you. Do you want a job?"

"Not really," answered Jenny. "I've never pulled weeds."

"Mr. Hardin!" exclaimed Jamie. "Jenny and Kelli saw an angel. His name is Zion."

"What?" the old timer wasn't sure of what he just heard.

"Yes," said Jenny. "Do you want to hear about Zion?"

"Come into the house," Hardin invited. "Claudia will want to hear your news."

Claudia had just lifted out little spice cakes from her dutch oven on the stove. The inside of the caboose smelled delicious.

"You are a good sight for old eyes," Claudia said as she welcomed the children. "I've missed you girls. I'm so grateful for what you kids did for us the day you found us living on the sidewalk. It is so nice here."

"We thought about you, too, when we were at Spruceland," said Jenny. "Spruceland is the name of Grandpa's farm."

"There is a lot to tell you," said Kelli.

"Yeah!" exclaimed Jamie. "Tell them about Zion."

Kelli told the old folks how they had been playing on the hill and this friend appeared suddenly and played games with them.

"Zion taught us a song," added Jenny. "His beautiful voice seemed to float through the air and over the hills."

"Can you remember the song?" asked Hardin.

"Oh, yes," said Jenny. "Would you like to hear it?"

The girls sang the song that was getting to be a habit, but each time they sang their spirits lifted. The song filled the girls with joy.

"My!" said Claudia. "That is so pretty!"

"It is special," declared Hardin. "You children are special, that's about all I can say."

"Would you young ones like a spice cake?" asked the old woman.

"I was hoping you would share," said Jamie reaching for the delicacy.

"This is good, Claudia," complimented Jenny.

"You sure are a good cook," said Kelli.

When the children finished eating the sweets, all three ran to the rock spring. They took delight in holding their hands beneath the water spout and letting the cool water run through their fingers.

"God has been good to us, Hardin," remarked Claudia as they watched the activity of the youngsters in their yard.

Jamie and the girls went to his grandmother's house.

Mrs. Rosella asked more questions about Zion. Then she said, "I believe this Zion brought a message for all who know Jesus to tell someone else."

"Maybe we can plan special ways to tell about our King Jesus," offered Jenny.

"What could we do to tell more people?" asked Kelli.

"I know!" Jamie suggested, "Let's have a club and use it to find ways to tell everyone."

"We will ask the boys and girls at Sunday school to join," said Jenny. "I think Brad and Rusty will help. Maybe some of our friends at school will help."

"We need a place to meet," remarked Kelli.

"You may have your club meeting here," said Mrs. Rosella. "I want everyone to learn about the coming of the great King Jesus."

And so it was at two o'clock on Saturday 31 boys and girls arrived at the house on the edge of the woods.

"I think I will be president," said Jamie.

"You children should vote for the one you want to be the president," said Mrs. Rosella.

A vote was taken, with 31 votes for Jamie. None of the other children wanted to be the leader.

"What shall we do first?" asked Jamie.

"We should sing," said Christy.

"Let us sing Zion's song," suggested the president.

"We don't know that song," chorused most of the youngsters.

"Teach them, Jenny," ordered Jamie. "You, too, Kelli."

Everyone there learned to sing, "Chosen Children" and liked the song.

After the song, Jamie spoke again. "Got any suggestions as to how we can tell lots of people about the king?"

"How about a parade?" suggested Rusty.

"Yeah!" agreed Kelli. "That's a good idea!"

"We can make big signs and banners," said Jenny. "On them we will paint the words JESUS IS COMING!"

When the club meeting ended, each child went home to plan for his part in the parade. All were anxious to tell the people of Fernville that the King is coming.

The mayor of Fernville gave the children his permission for a parade. Three weeks later, on a Saturday, the parade began on Main Street in the small town where Jenny and Kelli lived. A police officer, Mike McRay, heard about the parade and offered to help.

With a big blast from the siren on a police car, everyone stopped what they were doing to see what was taking place. Slowly officer McRay drove the car down Main Street, followed by a group of happy boys and girls walking, waving flags and carrying banners. A few were beating drums. One little boy waved his koala bear. Rusty waved his hat.

Jenny and Kelli led the parade with a huge banner between them held up with broomsticks. Red felt letters on the sheet banner proclaimed THE KING IS COMING.

People watching the parade reacted in many ways. Some stood silent, reading the words and wondering. Others had a sense of reverence. A man and woman dropped to their knees to pray. Some of the grown-ups were in a restless state, wringing their hands.

Along the route, children ran out of their apartments and houses to join the marchers.

From a window over a storefront one man threw hard-boiled eggs. An egg hit Jamie on the leg. He jerked and wanted to shout at the man, but remembered that he was supposed to be like Jesus.

A group of older boys and girls called the paraders ugly names. They cried out:

"Take your sticks!

Holy Hicks!

Go home! Go home!"

Jenny and the other children did not mind the name calling. They were marching for Jesus, the King of Kings. The youngsters knew their King and knew, too, that He would come in the clouds and take them all to the great homeland called Heaven.

As the patrol car led the parade down the street that took a dead end into another street like a T, Officer McRay leaned his head out the window. He shouted, "Hey! You kids, how did you get up there, on that second story roof? Seeler's store doesn't have an outside stairway."

Jenny and the others looked up straight ahead and saw what was going on.

"Oh! Look! Look!" Jenny exclaimed. "Jamie, it is Zion and his friends." And they were all dressed in white.

"Oh boy!" shouted Jamie. "Oh boy! I see the angels.

People came running to get a good look.

"What happened?" asked Officer McRay. "I didn't see anyone climb up there."

Jenny went over to the patrol car and said, "Officer, they really are angels. I met Zion, the leader, when I was at Grandpa's farm."

"Well, I'll be a rabbit-eared hound!" he said. "Never before in my fifty-four years have I seen angels."

Zion and his comrades waved to the boys and girls. Then their wings unfolded and they flew. In the blink of an eye they were gone.

The children heard angelic voices pass over them with the pleasing refrain:

King Jesus could come today.

The End