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Hi everyone! I know I haven't been on a regular schedule lately with the book. But I have good news, I am now starting jotting ideas for Book 2! Also, please bear with me because my life is a little bit hectic. I also even have an idea for Book 3 inspired by a song. Thank you for your time and patience, God Bless, Wonder777
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Daniel looks over the demon's shoulder to keep and eye on her. When he tried to get by it, it blocked his way. "Boss's orders. He's got plans for this one. You can't interfere. I think you may know him." Then it lifts a gnarled finger towards a figure in the shadows. Daniel draws a sharp breath when he follows it. It was someone he had fought a long time ago.
The demon prince looks his way and saw Daniel. A look of recognition crossed his face and a smirk grew up across his face. "Now we're going to get to see what she's made of so we can break her." Then with a swipe of a jagged blade, knocks Daniel to the ground with a wound in the shoulder. He manages to draw his sword and parries the next blow while trying to keep and eye on Crystal at the same time.
Crystal was starting to really get sick by the sensations of where she was. Every negative emotion was coming up magnified. She turns to run out but was blocked by the homeless man who she had noticed the last few days. Reaching for her pepper spray, shocked to find it wasn't there. Now the panic was really starting to engulf her. What she was feeling wasn't natural for some reason. The shadows weren't natural.
It was like the first day of school where she saw the shadows move on their own. Turning to run away, there was the homeless man she saw earlier. He had blood red eyes and what looked like a smoke coming out of them. Before her eyes he transformed into a slender, muscular creature with pitted skin that looked like it was petrified. From it's shoulders two scaly, skeleton wings spread. Bones with skin pulled over them was the only way to describe it.
Terror filled every part of Crystal's being. She began to tremble and set up a defensive pose. She had taken karate and remembered some of her lessons, but fear was keeping her from focusing. As the homeless man (or whatever it was now) moved in, more creatures came out of the darkness and joined in.
Daniel had been wounded in the battle, but managed to top the enemy and managed to reach the battle. But by then the beatdown had begun.
Over the crowd of people I hear a voice cry out "rescue me". She's been standing there for hours tryin' desperately to find a hand. But I just can't seem to take that step. And who cares, maybe it was just the wind movin'. O...so I keep my head down speedin' my way through the angry stares unprepared. Tryin' hard not to make a sound for fear that she might find out just how I feel about her. I'm so tired of losin my direction in this life. I'm so scared that I might be found in the path of you. So I take this chance I've got and waste it runnin' 'round the block avoiding her at every turn. Now with my back against the wall, caught starin' in the eyes of a girl; livin' in the shadows. A moment of silence passes but breaks as she fights to hold her tears in. The memories of my own trauma flood my mind and whisper "take her hand". So I lean in close and hold her tight. The love of my Jesus won't be muted tonight. For once I will not give in. My life is not worth anything if not invested in this love that is the key. I'm so tired of losin' my direction in this life. No longer scared that I might be found in the path of you. So I take this chance I've got and race you runnin' 'round the block fighting fear at every turn. Pushin' through the wars that haunt many hearts and now we're caught starin' in the eyes of a world; livin' in the shadows.
Matthew 5: 3 "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."
Most people tend to think this verse is for the poor, the pauper, the destitute. You'd be half right. If you look at the verse a little bit closer it says "Blessed are the poor in spirit." Think of a wild animal like a horse that they are trying to tame. They are trying to break their spirit. Make them conform to what they want them to, not the way they want to be. In Jesus time, the poor were treated horribly. Even Jesus himself who had the riches of the kingdom was poor while he was on this earth. He depended on the kindness of strangers most of his adult life. People who are poor in Spirit are humbled before G-d. They have no arrogance, no pretensions, they don't pretend to be better than they are. And that is the good news for the genuinely poor and oppressed in this world. The poor person is not excluded because of his poverty; and the rich person is not accepted because of his wealth. Both must humble themselves before the Lord in order to be part of the kingdom. It is often easier for the down and out of this world to do that, than for the rich to do it. That's not saying the poor are more deserving, but if you truly think about it; we all have to become poor to enter the Kingdom of Heaven.
MATTHEW 5:6 “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.”
Hunger and Thirst isn't about food and drink. Hunger and Thirst is the desire to know more, to hear more, to DESIRE to BE Like Jesus more. To be filled with the Spirit until you can be filled no more. Give your Life and your heart to Him! It is the best thing you will ever do. It makes your life worth Living and the pain and suffering that you are going through right now, yes He knows about that..Only he can take it away. Choose Him today, Choose Eternal Life.
Sometimes a song will put things into perspective a bit. In this case a Hymn came to mind.
Just a Closer Walk with Thee
I am weak, but Thou art strong;
Jesus, keep me from all wrong;
I’ll be satisfied as long
As I walk, let me walk close to Thee.
Just a closer walk with Thee,
Grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
Daily walking close to Thee,
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.
Through this world of toil and snares,
If I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but Thee, dear Lord, none but Thee.
When my feeble life is o’er,
Time for me will be no more;
Guide me gently, safely o’er
To Thy kingdom shore, to Thy shore.
One of my favorite Chapters in the New Testament are found in the book of Matthew beginning in Chapter FIVE. The Sermon on the Mount. I sit sometimes and imagine that day. All those hundreds of people gathered out in a field with their families with Jesus. The air filled with excitement! Can you imagine families, neighbors, friends, people had come from towns all around to even just get a glimpse of this man everyone was talking about. Here was Jesus and his disciples walking around talking to as many as they could. Jesus sitting on a rock and speaking with the young children, while his disciples just couldn't understand why he bothered with them.
The beatitudes were part of the Sermon on the Mount and the disciple Matthew is the only one of the four who speaks of this meeting that I can find. Most of the time we get to see the different views from Matthew, Mark, Luke and John; but this is an exception.
I may not go through and discuss them in the order they are in the bible, but I will discuss each of them. These are my point from studying the bible and researching them for quite awhile.
And seeing the multitudes, he went up into a mountain: and when he was set, his disciples came unto him:
2 And he opened his mouth, and taught them, saying,
3 Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4 Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.
6 Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.
7 Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.
8 Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.
9 Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.
10 Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11 Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.
12 Rejoice, and be exceeding glad: for great is your reward in heaven: for so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.
After a week of keeping her nose in schoolbooks, Friday came and Crystal could relax. But the next day she would be out all day working at the sidewalk sale. Then afterwards she would deliver the proceeds herself to St. Michael's Shelter just a few blocks down from the shop. First time she had that responsibility. That night she went to bed a little earlier.
The next day, it was hectic. And a lot of money was raised. She successfully delivered the money to the head of the shelter and headed back home just as the sun started to set. Crystal goes her usual route but is detoured by a water main break on the main street. So she has to go around it through an area best advised to be accompanied at night.
It was 7 at night and it was so dark only the lights that barely could pierced the darkness. The short section of street was littered with trash and the atmosphere was, best to put it, creepy. Not one person was around until Crystal reached a side alley.
Daniel had been at her side the whole time. His hand on his sword, ever vigilant. Also the nerves of what was to come made him tremble. Wondering if she would make the right choice. From a distance, he saw some demons waiting. Ushering her in the alley so Crystal could tie her shoe, he pauses and speaks to one of these creatures waiting just outside.
"So, how's the angel business?" it asked Daniel. Taking the form of a bum, the demon was really an imposing being with a impressive physique if it was actually human. Green rough flesh and wings like leather. Daniel remained silent as it harassed him and Crystal entered to keep out of sight.
She caught the scent of waste and cringed. But there was something else that made her flesh crawl. It wasn't seen, but that sixth sense kicked in like before. This time it was more intense, almost overwhelming. Feelings of nausea started coming up. Still she bent to tie her shoes and prayed she'd get home safe.
Outside, two beings clothed in white, stood as the demonic armies assigned to this region spread out to do their master's bidding. "So it now begins, the conference of how they will break her." The older of the two angelic beings said to the younger.
"So far she's refused. I have never seen one so stubborn to answer the call. Fear maybe?" Daniel tells his superior as the night sky opens up to reveal the moon and stars. Beautiful. "Whatever they are planning, we must be ready to preserve her life. This is what the mortals call 'a make it or break it moment'. The superior angel pauses and turns his focus on all the people working in the building. "If only man could see what REALLY is going on, they would have a whole new perspective. That's why the Order was founded, on command from the Father's throne. To prepare people for the times to come and it will be soon."
Daniel sighs and after a few hours, they are back to the Courts of Heaven with new instructions. Opening and reading the scroll, he holds back anger and tears. The enemy had plans for Crystal. One to discourage her from being who she was meant to be. All her life he protected her and now he can only stand by as she would face the hardest trial since her parents and brother died.
That always made him wonder. How people can go through so much and still come out the other side, while some stall and even give up hope. Still, despite his feelings, his duty to the Father came first and foremost before his needs and desires.
It had been a week since that encounter and Crystal still could see the shadow creatures. She had gotten used to that. Now she had to really get into her classes. Also, there was the sidewalk sale at the comic shop she volunteered for and the proceeds went to the homeless shelter. She became too busy to think really of anything else. That was Saturday.
On the southern part of Anderson Bay, where the shipping port was centered, in a dingy warehouse, a meeting was starting to commence.
As the workers go to and fro moving crates and all, deep under their feet, an infernal meeting was called to order. Ugly creatures of all shapes and sizes filled the basement. Dirty and dingy pipes dripping water onto all.
In the center of the back wall a throne of bones sat empty. Then a rush of air reeking of sulfur comes through, surprising everyone already there. A voice, screeching announces the arrival of "His Fallen General of This Region". When the noise calmed, sitting on the throne was a being that looked almost human. Skin green like a reptile and his wings scaly and bat-like spread out from his shoulders.
His breastplate was covered with medals from his many victories over the centuries. Each finger on both hands had multiple rings with gemstones imbedded. One word in a whisper brought the court to order. " I have traveled to this speck on Earth because I got word of a potential new Guardian of the Order of Christos," he spat at the last word, "Is this true the old man has died or is this a sick prank? If so, I want the head of the demon who started this rumor." He pulls out his curved black sword and slowly moves it in an arc before the crowd. Some of the smaller creatures jump back to avoid it.
The crowd was too scared until one small minion came forward bravely. "I was there when the old man died. A girl was there too. He must have passed the job to her in their traditional manner. She has a white spot in her hair and he was laying hands on her. Just before that, the girl looks my way and it was like she knew I was there. Then an angel swatted me away telling me to get out while I still had my head." With that, he cast his eyes upon the ground and bowed.
A murmur began among the crowd. The one up on the skull throne pondered this information for a moment and then finally spoke again.
"I want everyone to find this mortal girl and make her life miserable. Rewards to those who drive her to despair." As he spoke, a messenger came up with a scroll. He receives it and opens the seal of Hell, reading it.
"Change of plans, everyone go about your duties and leave me and my generals," indicating a line of six medium sized demons in armor,"and you" pointing to the little one who had reported on the old man's death. "You just got a promotion and I need your input."
That little demon came forward and received his new rank. "Ocantis, Fallen Prince of St. Avalon." Along with this came an increase in bulk and power. He was now second in command to this great fallen one.
"Now, my generals and Prince, we begin to plan!"