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Soon Crystal had mastered the fundamentals. Daniel considered teaching her some more challenging techniques, considering she was so young. He consulted with his supervisor and they agreed because of the time constraints. The Enemy was up to something.
In one of the night dream training sessions, he began to show her how to fly, yes, fly. "It's kind of like that story you loved so much as a kid, 'Peter Pan'. The writer had the right idea. Only it's trust and faith in God the Father."
Daniel now knew his problem. He taught like a 70 year old college professor droning everyone in class to sleep. In all his time training Order fighters, he never had one complaint about his old style. Except that one from the 1400s. With that thought, he realized something familiar about Crystal.....
Suddenly, Crystal snapped out of her sleep. Looking around her room, the blanket was sliding off of her. And for good reason: What she was doing in the dream, she wakes up to the same awake. It scared her, yet excited her at the same time. She fell back on the bed with some noise.
After a few minutes, she managed to calm down. Why did this happen? Had to have been something she ate earlier. Sometimes weird dreams can be triggered by food. Daniel calmed her down and she went back to sleep. "Sometimes when the session is interrupted, the effects transfer to your world."
Nobody the next morning said anything. That was a relief. Maybe her aunt and uncle thought the noise was her walking the 10 feet to the bathroom.
Andi came on over for breakfast with her mom. They did this at least once a week. Her mom was a beautiful Lumbee Indian who married a Cherokee man against her family's wishes, but warmed up to him. She looked like her mom but had Dad's eyes and grin.
He died 3 months before she was born and named Andrea after her dad Andrew. That's why they were so close. Andi never knew her father and was there when Crystal lost her parents and brother. She knew the pain of losing a parent.
Then there was school. A group, dressed in black and paper white faces, stood around the front trying to look so dark. Crystal now could see the shadows swirling around some of them, enjoying some sport. When they saw her coming, they cower in this crowd and try to sway them to move away. She heard the whimpers as she approached. The goth group in turn, reacted by walking away.
That night while sleeping, Crystal woke up in a white room. Daniel was there, waiting. She looks down and finds she's in a different outfit. A shirt and shorts with sneakers. He helps her up and brushes her off.
"Welcome to the Training Chamber. The lessons are only part of it. This is where I show you how to deal with the Enemy. This is all a dream, so if your aunt and uncle check in on you, you're safe." With a snap of his fingers, the room became like a dojo in a martial arts studio. Reminded Crystal of that movie with the computer world resistance fighters.
Now she was dressed in a karate uniform. Daniel in an obvious master's garb. "Now the lesson begins." With that, he starts with a unexpected punch. She dodges it, trying to remember her lessons from way back when. Her reflexes were still good. "Not bad, maybe that was wrong to do that. Let's try it like this..." He began to move and she followed.
It was natural, Crystal also had to have a crash course in how the Holy Spirit works. Also, how some like herself, have a genetic marker to manifest it more intensely than the average believer. She had to develop hers and fast. What she didn't know was that it would come in handy sooner than she thought.
After a week and a half, she was tired, mentally and physically. Having to keep all this under wraps along with school and Andi was very observant. It was really difficult to keep things from her best friend. They shared everything, secrets, inside jokes, the usual girl stuff.
And her aunt and uncle....that was a pain. Hopefully, she can hold them off. It was like a comic book, the excitement of developing this newly discovered gift. That night in the alley still lingered. The sights, smells, those eyes boring into her soul. But the emotions were the most intense part, that creature screaming into her ear, insulting her family and God.
Then there was the burning stone. All she could recall was that she was dying and in a last ditch effort, grabbed it. Doing what the voice told her to say. It was more like Crystal wanted to get even in a righteous rage. The fire that engulfed her when she awoke renewed her. Then the sword that came out, that surprised her most of all. Sometimes, it almost was too much for her just recalling it.
Also, her art began to reflect her emotions. Mr. Kyle was impressed. "You exceed my expectations. I knew I made the right thing by allowing you in my advanced class." He mentioned in his English accent, which Crystal always enjoyed. "There's a junior art show just before Homecoming. Would you like to submit something for that?"
Usually on Saturday morning Crystal would sleep in until around 9:30. Not today. Her sound slumber was interrupted by the alarm she didn't recall setting the night before. Daniel was in a coach's sweatsuit complete with hat and whistle. It was 8am and she was in dreamland somewhere on the beach and now is jostled into reality to the sight of this.
"Now it begins, time is of the essence." were the first words out of his mouth. "Can I get 5 more minutes?" Crystal moaned from under the covers. Daniel had a book and a writing pad in one hand. "I know that I was harsh starting out, but now I may be able to help you relate better." Opening the book, a hologram projected out of its pages. Crystal was in awe. "Give me an hour and we can do this." They could smell breakfast cooking. Hash browns, eggs, turkey bacon, and sausage. The usual Saturday breakfast.
Aunt Marty was setting up the table for three and Uncle David was reading the paper sipping coffee by the time Crystal showered, dressed and went down. The aroma of food tickled her nose. Memories.
Not long after, Crystal and Daniel went out to the park not far from the house. Daniel changed his sweatsuit for a casual flannel and jeans. In a secluded area of the park, he started to show her the history of the Order in a hologram form using the book he had earlier.
"The archangel Michael presented himself to a simple monk in what is now called England in the year 1234AD. The monk was given the gift of peering into the spiritual realm and fighting the forces physically. Also, to find others through the Holy Spirit, who are called to do the same. The two dimensions, this plane of matter and the plane where I come from, collide more often than most of you think."
Crystal watched as he began to explain the last part. Drawing a picture, Daniel showed her how the two dimensions meet. "Everything here on Earth is a reflection of what's in Heaven. Everyday since the beginning of recorded time, we angelic have fought the fallen ones. All believers can fight the enemy, but sometimes a few are gifted with physically going toe to toe with demonic creatures."
"Wait," Crystal interrupted him, "So I have this gift, all because I helped an older gentleman and he died in my arms? This would be a great plot for one of the comic books Uncle David sells in his shop."
She then looks at Daniel. "Don't tell me, Mr. Jackson was the one of you, right?" He looks at her and says, "Yes, he was. The day you encountered him in that alley, he was on his last assignment. He was being led to his successor. And it just so happens to be you."
After learning a little more history, they left to pick up Andi. She had been worried since coming over and finding out Crystal was awake and gone. The rest of the day was them at the mall, hanging out and having some fun. She was tired by the time she got home and relaxed by putting the finishing touches on her latest work of art.
That night Crystal had a dream that was awfully familiar. Again it was the scene with the man burned at the stake. The bishop asked him if wanted to repent. The man refused. This time she understood what they said, before it was in a foreign language. "I will never give up. This body may end, but one with my blood in their veins, will rally us together and stop you spirit once and for all." He had a smile on his face saying this. A white lock of hair flopped over his left eye.
"They will have a mark to show...." Before he could finish, Crystal woke up to Aunt Marty shaking her. "I have to go see my father. He's had a heart attack and may not make it." She looked like a mess, her hair all over and still in her pajamas and robe. Kissing Crystal on the head, Marty then gave her some instructions for tomorrow. Aunt Marty's father hadn't been in good health since last year when he had a stroke that rendered him paralyzed. Mr. Galbert was always good to Crystal.
He lived in a senior facility since the stroke on the outskirts of town, so it wasn't very far. Though it was 3 in the morning, she just said a prayer and tried to get to sleep. Try as she might, Crystal couldn't get back to the dream.
Despite the sudden late night waking, Crystal managed to get through the day. Andi had accompanied her when they got to her house and Aunt Marty sat in the living room crying. He had passed just before eleven in the morning, her father was too weak from the stroke and passed. Lived just long enough to see the kids be there for him.
Mr. Galbert was a favorite of the neighborhood kids. "Grandpa Bob" as he was called. Aunt Marty was the one out of the five kids and favored him the most. Crystal remembered all the times she would go over and played horsey on his knee and his stories of the old days. A little over the top, but fun.
Now he was gone. But he was old and his health was failing. He's now with his bride of 50 years again. Aunt Marty told Crystal he left this world with a smile on his face. The funeral would be in the next few days, just as he left it in his will.
Still, Crystal went on, mourning but going on with life. She never could allow herself to withdraw like she did when her mother, father and brother died.
Daniel had to start her training, no matter what. Time was of the essence. But he had to make it where she can understand what's going on. He was in the doghouse with her about being dull and boring. Looking around at the fiction books on the shelves, even the e-books on the electronic devices, he got an idea....
luke 9:13 But he said unto them, Give ye them to eat. And they said, We have no more but five loaves and two fishes; except we should go and buy meat for all this people.
You have to wonder what it was like being one of the 12 disciples. They saw Jesus turn water into wine and doing other miracles from healing people to casting out demons. We really don't know what was in the minds of the 12 disciples. Jesus had just given the 12 power to do miracles from sending them out to heal the sick to casting out demons. The reason for this was to preach the gospel (Luke 9:1-3) I would think that they had the power as long asd they stayed in/with Jesus.
I wonder if Jesus was testing to see where the 12 disciples faith was. They had just come back telling Jesus all they did and Jesus asked, "you give them to eat". Could have this been a test to see what they would do. Imagine if they had tried what Jesus did, how surprised Jesus may have been. Well they answered as any logical man would do.
I think the problem was is they just figured that Jesus would always be with them and were not in a process of learning. I guess they did not understand what was going on when Jesus told them he would not be with them in the future. They did not realize that this time was a time of learning so they could do what Jesus did. It is like when you are under some leader, you just do your job but never expect to take the leaders job. Example, like being a child and mom is cooking dinner; the child just goes along for the ride rather than learning himself. One day the child will grow up and have to cook for themselves.
Jesus said," Give ye them to eat." This statement also applies to us today. We are to preach the gospel, show Love and allow Jesus to shine in us and through us to reach others for Him. Are we just riding along and just being content being saved or are we learning so we can also do what Jesus did?
We have been given the authority to do the same works Jesus did on earth. The only question we have to ask ourselves is are we willing to take the steps in Faith, to put our self in situations where God can work? Something to think about.
Ye give them to eat.
(Joh 15:5) I am the vine, ye [are] the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.
(Act 4:13) Now when they saw the boldness of Peter and John, and perceived that they were unlearned and ignorant men, they marvelled; and they took knowledge of them, that they had been with Jesus.
The next day, training began. It was a Sunday morning and it was after church. Pastor Rich took Crystal aside and asked her to come in. They had to talk. This was not unusual for they met from time to time for counsel since she lost her parents seven years earlier.
Once they reached his glass enclosed office, he moved a side table to show a hollow where a safe was hidden. Opening it, he removed a small box, "This was left in my keeping before your mother died." and he handed it to Crystal. Opening it, she was shocked to see the beautiful crucifix Mom wore when she was younger. She remembers how pretty it was around Mom's neck and how it glittered in the light with the stone in the middle. She remembers asking where it came from and Mom telling her it had been in her family a long time.
"She wanted make sure this would get into your hands in time. Wish she could have passed it on herself." Pastor Rich wiped a tear from his eye. He had been newly appointed the new pastor at Resurrection when Mary McAllister came by and simply asked to keep this for her.
This made him think, did she have a premonition of what was to come? He promised her he would and finally fulfilled her promise.
Crystal felt like she was holding a part of her mother with this. A silver cross with a gemstone in the center, she saw something that she had never noticed before. On the back, there was a saying that she couldn't translate.
Tears began to fill her eyes and soon Crystal was sobbing like a child. After a few minutes, she wiped her eyes, said her thanks and left. Uncle David saw what she had and just wrapped his arm around her. "I loved that necklace when your mom wore it. She would be proud to finally see her family heirloom returned to her child."
Later, Daniel began to teach Crystal the art of spiritual warfare. Starting with a lecture from the Bible. Crystal, being impatient was asking, "When are we going to kick some demon butt? This is SO boring!"
Then he notices her mom's necklace still in the box on the desk beside her. He picks it up and holds the silver necklace so as it glitters in the light of the lamp on her desk. "After all this time, the emblem of the Order has hardly changed. Even the motto is the same." Placing it back in it's box, he places his hand on hers lets her go to bed. It was already 9:45 and she had school tomorrow. Two tests along with a sketch for an upcoming art project. This was a good start and he could finish tomorrow.
Romans 8:28 .... all things work together for good to them that love God ...... To tell someone God fixes broken lives is all Well and good , but what if it's your life that's broken ? It's a very serious issue that needs not only answer's , but practical answers you can sink your teeth into. If you are a believer in Christianity , it can make it easier , but not necessarily better. First and foremost , you must , I repeat "must" believe that God is in total control of all happening's on this planet , and that he has a plan for your life. If one cannot get beyond that , all the rest of their life will be lived out in hit and miss , resulting in confusion , no matter how much teaching or counseling they receive. Realistically speaking , the catalyst of life , revolves around breaking and mending. No difference how low one has sunk in this life , God has a way of incorporating the broken pieces of a life into his wonderful plan . The negative part of brokenness is that it blinds you for a season. Any answer given during that season cannot be utilized until the grieving is over. As one develops their trust in the fact , that God truly is in control and does have a plan for their life , they will start seeing him at work. See God in everything and you can make it through anything ! http://purebobby.wordpress.com/ God bless you on your journey !
Romans 8:14.... For those who are led by the Spirit are the children of God. NIV Meet Punxutawney Phil , at least one of them. The first groundhog day in Punxutawney Penn. was around 1886. So ole Phil has had some replacement's. Every year the town of Punxutawney Pa. meet's and has a festival with food , drink etc. and bring's ole Phil out to predict the weather. He's been on TV and celebrated in US and Canada for sometime now, so he can't be wrong can he ? As I was driving through PA the other day, I saw his billboard and got a chuckle out of it thinking how we Christian's are like ole Phil. Sometimes in life we get it right and sometimes we don't. The word say's those who are led by the Spirit [ Holy Spirit] are the children of God , but in all the confusion and scurry of life , we can get "out of the Spirit' and find ourselves wandering around in a lost dessert as it were. The key to this life thing , Proverbs 4:23 Keep thy heart with all diligence, for out it are the issues of life. As hard as it sometimes is, we need to guard our heart's so we can truly be led by the Spirit, and hit the mark. God bless you on your journey ! http://purebobby.blogspot.com/
Then the angel was restrained when he got 10 feet away from the melee. Daniel then remembered the rules: He could only intervene if she was in danger of dying. Two more demons held him back. Both had grins showing broken teeth and breath that reminded one of death.
Try as she might, Crystal couldn't hold them off to save her life. A punch to the gut doubled her over and then they kicked her. All while screaming vile and disgusting names. She knew she was dying then and there. Also, she knew should it come, Mom and Dad would be waiting for her with baby brother Stephen at their side.
The lead demon ordered the others to stand aside. With pointed boots, he began to tear into her skin with the razor sharp tips. The pain was unbearable, but then a strange thing happened. It stopped.
Crystal found herself in a suspended state. Whether it was a trick of the mind or whatever, she didn't know. There was black all around, like in space. Then out of nowhere she heard a voice. It was soft and gentle, like a parent would to calm a child. "Don't give up, for I am with you."
Then a stone appeared before her, glowing and pulsating. The size of a ostrich egg, it had a bright orange light coming from it. "Embrace this and vanquish the foes who attack you now and live or succumb and never realize who I made you to be." Crystal was starting to fade away, her body here was becoming more translucent by the second. "Make your choice quickly!" The voice spoke again.
With one great effort, Crystal reaches out and grabs the stone before her.
The jolt that went through her was nothing she ever felt before. Like every cell in her body was being restored. Looking down at her hands, there was a white blue fire spreading across her body. But it wasn't consuming her.
Next thing she knows, Crystal's back in her body. She hadn't opened her eyes but heard everything the demon leader was saying. All kinds of foul, nasty, obscene things against her, her family and God.
This leader had no idea of what was going on behind him, as the others. She got up and walked 10 feet behind the leader.
At the peak of his diatribe, he gestured at his cronies and suddenly stopped. His eyes had a look of horror as he looks down to see a sword blade sticking out of his chest. A trickle of demon blood flowed down.
Turning around, he sees the girl covered in holy fire. She's holding the blade and knowing he failed in his mission, staggered away. Crystal then dispatches with swift strokes the one demon who was foolish enough to stay. With one last curse, the leader vanishes into the shadows.
At that moment, the environment became better with only the smell of rotten eggs lingering. The fire vanished from Crystal's body and she collapsed to her knees. Daniel then was allowed to heal and minister. She got home and good thing her aunt and uncle had a meeting at the PTA, so she was safe there.
She ate some leftovers and then was shocked looking into the mirror. Her wounds were healing very quickly. Crystal felt like a MMA fighter after a prize fight.
Crystal tossed and turned that night. Pondering what happened. Was it real or a fragment of her imagination? At 3am, she got up and began to pray for some sign to help her decide. An hour later, Daniel shows up.
"I want in" were her words to the angel. Words that changed her life forever.