Joshua had seen the people changing; God opened his eyes when he was a child. He could see the demons riding around on their human carriages, slowly integrating into the one being, no longer were the demons a separate entity, instead humans and demons had become one in the same. He knew that he had to fight for righteousness, to keep the truth. It had only been one or two people at first, and he was able to use Gods word, or the power of his prayer to separate the demon and human, it was never as bad. But then the devil and his army were locked away for one thousand years; people forgot about evil, they forgot that bad things happened, they became comfortable with their lives, knowing only kindness, love and peace. There were no wars, no fighting; only the elderly died, there was no sickness and there were no immoral acts. It wasnt until the sun darkened, and took on the eerie glow, which he was now accustomed to, that he knew Satan was free to roam the earth once more.
It was on that day he had been sitting in the kitchen of his home, drinking coffee, when a shadow crept over the floor darkening the room. It suddenly became like dusk, Joshua looked out the window above the sink, he could see no stars, no moon, and the sun had turned from a bright yellow to a deep orange, and seemingly further away. Joshua stood watching for a clue, his brow furrowing, something was wrong, his stomach churned unsure of what was about to happen.
He could feel a presence behind him, and spinning suddenly while the same time grasping hold of the knife that was in the holder next to him. He turned to face, the face of a lion. Joshua gasped in fright falling to his knees in front of the great angel.
Do not be afraid Joshua, the Lord has sent me as a messenger to you, it is now time for evil to rule, Satan has been released from the pit, and evil is to rein. You are needed as a warrior, along with six others whom you know of. You have seen them in your visions. Now is the time for the battle of righteousness to begin. Joshua trembling in the glory, which surrounded the angel, looked up nodding his head.
The angel held out a large hand to Joshua and took him by the shoulder, lifting him to his feet. The angel was strong, yet the touch was so gentle. The Lord will always be with you brother, to guide you in whatever you need, and we will always be behind you ready to battle when you feel to weak to go on.
As soon as the light had appeared it disappeared again, and Joshua found himself standing in the darkened kitchen once again. His mind was spinning, thoughts racing, he had remembered the dreams and visions, but they had made no sense to him. Yet now he knew what he had to do. He had to fight evil as it had come back to the earth, and Satan wanted his revenge.
He took out the note pad that he had always kept next to his bible and began to take down notes of what the angel said. At the top of the page he wrote in big bold letters Battle of Righteousness. He then proceeded to write the names Joshua, Sheree, Michael, Pamela, Franklin, Theresa and Ali. In the margin on the side he wrote the seven warriors.
Now I just have to find you all he said to himself, rocking back in his chair, chewing on the end of his pen, his brow furrowing deeper in thought.
Standing he knelt in the kitchen his head between his knees he began to pray quietly at first, but then the prayer became more intense until his body began to sweat, great droplets falling onto the floor, he threw his body back kneeling upright.
God help me, tell me what I need to know he cried, white light suddenly burst through the house, the light beginning to flow throughout the kitchen, running down the walls like a stream, flooding the kitchen, covering Joshua and all that was in it. Joshua felt peace as he watched his kitchen turn into a rushing river, nothing but a blinding light to be seen, he was unable to see anything other than the light. He felt no fear yet complete peace.
Joshua my son, I am here with you, and will guide you where you need to go. Trust in Me and you will never fail. The voice was so gentle and so quiet that Joshua felt that maybe he may have been imagining it. He sat wiping his brow, which was soaking with sweat.
Standing, shakily at first, he went to his bible, in it was a note which had a phone number jotted down with the name Michael. Suddenly he remembered, the tent revival, he had met Michael there, and watched as a young girl born with cerebral palsy was healed and was able to walk again. Joshua sat down on the kitchen chair trying to remember her name. He knew that she was important to this battle but couldnt think of why. First he knew that he had to get in touch with Michael, the pastor of the County Cross Church.
(c) Samantha King.
It was on that day he had been sitting in the kitchen of his home, drinking coffee, when a shadow crept over the floor darkening the room. It suddenly became like dusk, Joshua looked out the window above the sink, he could see no stars, no moon, and the sun had turned from a bright yellow to a deep orange, and seemingly further away. Joshua stood watching for a clue, his brow furrowing, something was wrong, his stomach churned unsure of what was about to happen.
He could feel a presence behind him, and spinning suddenly while the same time grasping hold of the knife that was in the holder next to him. He turned to face, the face of a lion. Joshua gasped in fright falling to his knees in front of the great angel.
Do not be afraid Joshua, the Lord has sent me as a messenger to you, it is now time for evil to rule, Satan has been released from the pit, and evil is to rein. You are needed as a warrior, along with six others whom you know of. You have seen them in your visions. Now is the time for the battle of righteousness to begin. Joshua trembling in the glory, which surrounded the angel, looked up nodding his head.
The angel held out a large hand to Joshua and took him by the shoulder, lifting him to his feet. The angel was strong, yet the touch was so gentle. The Lord will always be with you brother, to guide you in whatever you need, and we will always be behind you ready to battle when you feel to weak to go on.
As soon as the light had appeared it disappeared again, and Joshua found himself standing in the darkened kitchen once again. His mind was spinning, thoughts racing, he had remembered the dreams and visions, but they had made no sense to him. Yet now he knew what he had to do. He had to fight evil as it had come back to the earth, and Satan wanted his revenge.
He took out the note pad that he had always kept next to his bible and began to take down notes of what the angel said. At the top of the page he wrote in big bold letters Battle of Righteousness. He then proceeded to write the names Joshua, Sheree, Michael, Pamela, Franklin, Theresa and Ali. In the margin on the side he wrote the seven warriors.
Now I just have to find you all he said to himself, rocking back in his chair, chewing on the end of his pen, his brow furrowing deeper in thought.
Standing he knelt in the kitchen his head between his knees he began to pray quietly at first, but then the prayer became more intense until his body began to sweat, great droplets falling onto the floor, he threw his body back kneeling upright.
God help me, tell me what I need to know he cried, white light suddenly burst through the house, the light beginning to flow throughout the kitchen, running down the walls like a stream, flooding the kitchen, covering Joshua and all that was in it. Joshua felt peace as he watched his kitchen turn into a rushing river, nothing but a blinding light to be seen, he was unable to see anything other than the light. He felt no fear yet complete peace.
Joshua my son, I am here with you, and will guide you where you need to go. Trust in Me and you will never fail. The voice was so gentle and so quiet that Joshua felt that maybe he may have been imagining it. He sat wiping his brow, which was soaking with sweat.
Standing, shakily at first, he went to his bible, in it was a note which had a phone number jotted down with the name Michael. Suddenly he remembered, the tent revival, he had met Michael there, and watched as a young girl born with cerebral palsy was healed and was able to walk again. Joshua sat down on the kitchen chair trying to remember her name. He knew that she was important to this battle but couldnt think of why. First he knew that he had to get in touch with Michael, the pastor of the County Cross Church.
(c) Samantha King.
