Wishing I was in Times Square Church on New Years Eve, {After my 700th post, Here we are in 2013}

And I heard the man clothed in linen, which was upon the waters of the river, when he held up his right hand and his left hand unto heaven, and sware by him that liveth for ever that it shall be for a time, times, and an half; and when he shall have accomplished to scatter the power of the holy people, all these things shall be finished. Daniel 12:7

Massive mob-scene is usual in Times Square on New Years Eve. I would never, in my worst night-mare, want to be there in that mob. I hate those kinds of crowds. I usually have serious anxiety, because of having been taught how "hoodlum" case out places like that. New York's carefulness training is something that follows you, even to a relatively safe environment, like North Carolina. New York is safer than it used to be, I hear. I miss the accent. I miss the serious concern about everything. Thank God for the memory of David Wilkerson, establishing a light house there. Thank God for the postings of Times Square Church, which I believe is the {or one of the] Spiritual "balls" marking time in the spiritual realm. They seem to really be doing battle for Christ on the frontlines of the battlefield.