“This,” He points to the grapes that are all around us as far as I can see, “This is the wine press I have spoken of for many generations.” He immediately becomes larger than all the universe to where His one foot stomps out all of the grapes around us leaving me standing on brilliant white light. He returns to me in normal size, pure and clean. “Sin, all of its desires and pleasures of the world, makes one drunk in the spirit of the antichrist, all that stands against Me. One cannot dabble in the realms of evil without becoming stained before Me. And yet, all who call upon Me shall be forgiven and washed clean when they humble themselves to My way.”