They headed for what would be his new home for awhile. "My wife has prepared a feast of a breakfast for you. You surely must be hungry by now."he said to the Rabbi. "I sure am." smiled the Rabbi as they drove on.
- Renee
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The Rabbi kissed Ester on both cheeks as he was welcomed into their humble home. It felt warm and inviting after his long journey. The table was set for the 3 of them and Ester returned to the kitchen to bring bowls of hot steaming food to the table. A tear slid down the Rabbis cheek as he remembered all the wonderful meals his Naomi use to make him. He missed her so much. " Are you ok Rabbi?" asked Yoshi. The Rabbi took his hanky out of his pocket and blew his nose and wiped the tears form his face. "Yes Yoshi I am fine. I just get sentimental about the days with my wife sometimes." Ester rushed over to hug him."Would you bless our food this morning Rabbi?" she asked. "I would be honored." the Rabbi said as he slipped his beenie over his head and held hands with his new friends.
"Ok every one listen up. Be vigilant because your adversary the devil walks about like a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour." Brother Aaron said. "We have made it through a night without incident but we are still on the list and we must keep watch even in the daylight hours. After breakfast I ask each of you after your devotions to continue in the work you have been assigned unless I come to you and tell you that you are the next watchman. If everyone could wait until this evening to talk to me I would appreciate it. As I took the first watch I have not slept yet and I'm going to go do that now. If you need something that Lisa or Julie could help you with, let them know. Until dinner then, God Bless you all and your day." And he retired to his room. Julie and Lisa cleared their dishes and headed to the office for their morning devotions.
- Renee
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Daniel held Sarah close. "I'm so glad you re-married me."he whispered in her ear. "Me too." she said. He held her out at arms length. "Now you know what to do right?" "Yes Danny, we've been over this a thousand times." she exclaimed. "I know, I know, but I just want to make sure. I dont want anything to happen to you on the way." "What could happen? I drive the black SUV behind the last bus as you, Kevin and peter drive the buses and Emily rides shotgun with me and Abby gets the backseat all to herself. We will look like an official convoy. I have the walkie-talkie if we need to talk to you so we should be all set. Now are you happy?" He reached out and pulled her back to him. "Ok now I feel better, can we get a couple hours shut eye before its time?" he asked her. "I'll race you to the bed." she grinned.
- Renee
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Kevin, Peter and Daniel stood in the shadows waiting as they watched the agents bring the people out and put them on the busses. They had all been shackled around their ankles and handcuffed to keep them from trying to run once they got outside the collisium. The 3 guys headed for each of the buses. As they last man had been loaded on, Kevin slipped up behind the agent and dousing the cloth covered the mans nose and mouth. The agents eyes rolled back in to his head as he slowly sank down to the ground with Kevin holding on to keep him from hurting himself. Kevin took the keys from around the ring on the agents belt and climbed onto the bus. Fingers to his lips he silently asked everyone to stay quite. He ssumed the same procedure was occurring on the other buses as well. He went around to each seat and unshackled and unhandcuffed everyone on board. "My name is Kevin and I have 2 other friends helping out on the other 2 buses. We are here to help you by the Lords authority." Everyone on the bus cheered and applauded as Kevin tried to get them all to stay quite until they pulled out. Going back outside he gently shackled the mans legs and handcuffed him. Carrying him to the back of the bus he gently laid him across the back seat. The man now wore Kevins clothes and Kevin now looked like a federal agent. He sat in the drivers seat waiting on Daniel and Peter to signal they were ready. The black SUV with girls in it pulled up behind him. Kevin turned to the passengers on the bus. "We are heading for Boise City. We have a safe place for all of you."
- Renee
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Somewhere between Oakland and Boise City:
Amazing Grace How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost But now am found
Was blind But now I see
He tried pulling himself up on the seat but struggled with the shackles and the cuffs. His temples were throbbing and the singing was not helping him. Looking down at himself he saw that he was wearing a block jogging outfit. "What happened to my uniform?' he spoke softly to himself. His name was Jonathan Watson. He had been with the FBI now 4 years and married for 3 years. His wife Bridget had told him last night that the Doctor had told her it was twins. They had been trying for the last 2 years and it had finally happened. But twins brought on more financial burden for him thats why he had asked for extra duty. But his first extra assignment now found him stretched out across the bus seat handcuffed and shackled. This was going to be a long trip he was thinking to himself when Kevin pulled the bus over and walked to the back of the bus to address the agent in the backseat.
- Renee
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The Now newly assembled group of Possum Hollow all have convened up at Dan and Daryls House...Pastor Tim soon to preside over discussions of what to expect. Sitting in this small room ..Dan and his 15 year old son Daryl Wright..(Priscilla Wright Raptured).....Cousin and next door neighbor...college student from The University of Texas...(Both parents raptured)....his new found friend..middle aged sportsbar frequent flier Hank (his wife raptured)....Pastor Tim...A life long PK ...who had preached but had never met the savior til moments after the rapture.....Stacy....in her early twenties..raised in Boston Mass...has traveled over a thousand miles to her grandparents and mother's childhood home to find her grandpa..."Grandpa Boxberger still here..but her grandma has been raptured...on her journey she met up with Keisha...a Nebraska girl..a new believer ..abandoned in Ohio by her now ex fiancee........This is the Possum Hollow Crew that sits huddled in Dan's living room by the fire place having just eaten some old fashioned country stew....All new believer's staring 7 years of Tribulation ...satans fury and God's wrath destined to crash upon the earth.
- STA
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Tim opens the word of God ..then slowly lifts his head and gazes across all those eyes staring at him looking for direction...for hope...for answers....a haunting deja vu of many times he has stood in his pulpit and proclaimed messages that tickled ears and got him lots of hand shakes and pats on the back over the years...although there is just a handful in this room ...a harsh reality hits Tim .."I have been a blind guide for so long..I have no idea how any of you could ever trust a word I have to say" he humbly admits "I sit here now just like all of you feeling as lost as a racoon downtown St Louis I suppose....ya have no idea how this has hit me like a ton of bricks. I mean I went to bible conventions and heard messages of why all this was bunk and I took it in to my soul and proclaimed it as gospel and now I realize that I have preached a message that has surely led many to still be here...it's almost more than I can bare"
"But nevertheless..we are all here and I KNOW my sins have been forgiven and the Lord has spoken to my heart that we are to play a vital role in seeing literally hundreds if not thousands come to know Him" "In fact the bible says there will be so many converted believer's during this time that John saw a number no man could number"
Anthony interrupts.."how on earth are we even going to be able to be apart of that from way out here?"
"well that's a great question Anthony ....and to be honest I am not sure at this point...but I do believe there will be a window where we can go out as teams and proclaim to all who will listen to flee the wrath to come!" "But eventually that will become an automatic death sentence...and I imagine it will become illegal sooner rather than later ...but in the meantime..we have to do what Jesus would have us do.. that is to seek and to save the lost! We are going to have to be wise as serpents but harmless as doves..and pray like mad for discernment. There will come a point where I see these caves full of believer's...ya almost gotta believe they were built by the hand of God for just such a time as this."
- STA
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Bart...shook himself awake....the all too familiar nightmare turned reality haunts his every thought....he stumbles to the kitchen and quickly scrambles through the cabinets in search of the strongest liquor he can find.
15 days of drowning his sorrows is growing old...voices in his head scream louder and louder "YOU BLEW IT" "Your family is gone...you are done...you know what's ahead..do you really think you of all people can make it through what's ahead"....Bart screams...SHUT UP...JUST SHUT UP...opens the medicine cabinet...a brand new bottle of IBUPROFEN, his prescription Zanax and his raptured wife's pain reliever's should do the trick....he can't deal with the guilt...the forsaken altar calls ..."next time" "someday" "ahhh he know's my heart" ..all those excuses he had always wrestled away every ounce of conviction sent his way. "BART you have NO REASON to live....Just take those pills and drink til you pass out...you won't feel a thing....no surrender...no dying for Christ...just do it!"
Bart takes one big drink of his Jack Daniels...then curses...."alright ...I will *&^&% do it ...just get off my back" He opens the pills and begins to inhale them ...looking for an escape...tears fall down his face...his eternal destiny awaits...gulp after gulp he is falling off the edge of night
satan's unleashed army is in an all out assault on the souls of man..victory by any means is the heralded cry from his lair...."whatever you must do to damn the souls of man...DO IT!!!"
his minion sits beside Bart ..."drink some more...drink it all...soon you will be asleep ..no more heartache...no more fear...no more guilt....DRINK"
15 days of drowning his sorrows is growing old...voices in his head scream louder and louder "YOU BLEW IT" "Your family is gone...you are done...you know what's ahead..do you really think you of all people can make it through what's ahead"....Bart screams...SHUT UP...JUST SHUT UP...opens the medicine cabinet...a brand new bottle of IBUPROFEN, his prescription Zanax and his raptured wife's pain reliever's should do the trick....he can't deal with the guilt...the forsaken altar calls ..."next time" "someday" "ahhh he know's my heart" ..all those excuses he had always wrestled away every ounce of conviction sent his way. "BART you have NO REASON to live....Just take those pills and drink til you pass out...you won't feel a thing....no surrender...no dying for Christ...just do it!"
Bart takes one big drink of his Jack Daniels...then curses...."alright ...I will *&^&% do it ...just get off my back" He opens the pills and begins to inhale them ...looking for an escape...tears fall down his face...his eternal destiny awaits...gulp after gulp he is falling off the edge of night
satan's unleashed army is in an all out assault on the souls of man..victory by any means is the heralded cry from his lair...."whatever you must do to damn the souls of man...DO IT!!!"
his minion sits beside Bart ..."drink some more...drink it all...soon you will be asleep ..no more heartache...no more fear...no more guilt....DRINK"
- STA
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"WHAT THE *&^%&^ are you doing? I have told you to stop that crap...SHE IS NOT COMING BACK!!!! Slamming the door behind him...he walks out on his porch fuming.
Inside his wife sits in her daughter's room..folding and refolding her clothes. Clothes that her daughter will never wear again. She pulls a shirt up to her nose..reminded of her daughter's fragrance..tears fall again. 15 days of mourning and still no relief...their daughter had became apart of a new group of friends this past year in junior high. "Bible freaks" her dad had called them. "Mom...Dad..why can't you just love me for me" she had pleaded.."I don't want you to be angry but I can't help it..I believe in Jesus mom" "SHUT THAT %$#$ UP" her dad had yelled "NOT IN MY HOUSE YOU DON'T!" "At 10pm cst 15 days ago.....she had heard that late night cry "come up here" and now she calls heaven her home!!!!
but sitting in her abandoned room..her mom cowars on her knees crying ..even sobbing "oh Jesus please ......please JESUS?" ...her angry husband re-enters..."I TOLD YOU! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY MENTION OF THAT CRAP!" picks her up by her hair ..his fist clenched..begins to brutally beat her to an inch of her life....."PLEASE ...PLEASE" she pleads "Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease" she wails ...no mercy is coming...she lies battered and beaten...blood streaming from her lips...."I believe in Jesus mom" her last thought as she passes out cold.
- STA
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Missouri Ozarks
The group was entering the grounds of Camp Windermere, but things just didn't look right to Sam. He pulled the car into the parking lot of the chapel noticing a church van parked in front. The doors to the chapel were open and one of the doors appeared to almost be off it's hinges. He looked up the hill to the convention center and it was almost burned to the point of being completely destroyed. The cabins behind the chapel had their doors open, too. "What has happened here?" Sam wondered aloud. They got out of the car cautiously approaching the chapel when Shannon let out a scream. There beside the doorway was a man's body. They walked past the body and went inside the chapel and what they found inside none were prepared to see. Lifeless bodies were lying everywhere and one body was hanging from the light fixture. The gruesome site would make even the seasoned soldier ill with disgust at the violence that had taken place. Sam and Tom crept slowly past the bodies then they heard a faint sound coming from behind the pulpit. They approached cautiously looking for what could be someone with a gun or who knew what. Sam spotted a shadowy figure out of the corner of his eye and motioned for Tom to follow him. They turned the corner and saw two women huddled together behind the door to the choir loft. The older of the two drew back into the shadows clinging tightly to the younger woman. The closer Sam and Tom got to them, the more they were trying to back into the darkness. The women's eyes were wild with fear and they appeared to be in shock. Tom knelt down and tried to touch the woman's arm and she started screaming, "Please don't kill us.....please.....I beg you."
"Lady, we don't mean any harm. We are here to help you. Please don't be afraid." said Tom.
The woman seemed to be trying to shrink out of their sight then Shannon appeared saying, "We will not hurt you. The Lord sent us here to help you. Please let us help. What are your names?"
The older woman spoke in a faint voice, "My name is Linda and this is my daughter, Christina. They tried to kill everyone, but somehow they missed us."
"God protected you. Now come on and let's get you out of here." said Shannon.
The two women rose to their feet and clinging to each other allowed Shannon and Kerri to lead them out of the chapel past the horrific acts that had taken place.
Sam and Tom continued searching the chapel until they were convinced no one else would be found alive. They joined the others outside. Sam gently put his hand on Linda's shoulder and asked, "What happened here?"
"Our youth minister brought us here to what he thought would be a gathering of Christians so that we could figure out what to do. Like the ones you found, we were members of a church that stopped telling the truth and preaching God's word. All the sermons were about what makes us feels good, etc. The pastor up and left a month ago and the youth minister was leading us.......leading us to this. We were having a Bible study when these men dressed in what looked like Nazi uniforms burst through the doors shooting. Christina and I ducked into the choir loft and they didn't see us or they just got tired of shooting everything in site. We've been there since last night, afraid to move for fear they would return and finish the job. We heard the terrifying screams......calling out for Jesus to forgive them......forgive the shooters....and it seemed to make the men madder than ever. It was horrible."
Shannon hugged the two women tightly. They all fell on their knees in prayer for the ones who had lost their lives and then prayed for those that took the lives of innocent people. Just as they were finishing the prayer a man comes running down the hill towards them wielding a baseball bat and screaming something they couldn't quite make out. Linda jumps up screaming, "No, Bud, no. They are here to help us......stop.....stop."
The man stopped in his tracks, but still had a look that he would bash anyone's head in should they make a move. His shirt was torn and his arm was bleeding. He had seen a lot in the last 24 hours to drive anyone insane. Sam slowly approached Bud and held out his hand to take the bat. Bud gave it up, but still looked at the men with apprehension. Sam asked, "Do you know if there is anyone else that's alive and needs our help."
Bud shook his head no then said, "I hid in the trees watching as they went from cabin to cabin, shooting into the emptiness and then burning the convention center. They were like savages leaving nothing untouched by their hatred. I prayed to God to take me home to be with Him, but I'm still here so He must not want me."
"No, Bud, He just wasn't ready for you to leave this world before you finished His plans for you. He loves you and there is still work for all us to do." Sam said warmly. "Bud, do you know of another vehicle we can use that will get us all out of here?
"Yeah, we can take the church van unless they damaged it."
They all walked to the van and got inside while Sam turned the key praying it would start. "We will go back to my parent's house and make our plans. It's far enough from here that I don't think anyone would bother us. It's going to be a bumpy ride from here on out and I don't mean the ride in this van either."
The radio was tuned to a news program and they heard the news of the bombings of Bolivia and Damascus. They knew in their hearts the time was short that they would be able to go anywhere in safety and freedom. They were sure this new guy was probably the Anti-Christ and the peace that would cover the world would only be a false peace. Time was ticking away for Christians to be able to convert anyone before the evil one would go to any means to silence them. Not much time and so much yet to do.
The group was entering the grounds of Camp Windermere, but things just didn't look right to Sam. He pulled the car into the parking lot of the chapel noticing a church van parked in front. The doors to the chapel were open and one of the doors appeared to almost be off it's hinges. He looked up the hill to the convention center and it was almost burned to the point of being completely destroyed. The cabins behind the chapel had their doors open, too. "What has happened here?" Sam wondered aloud. They got out of the car cautiously approaching the chapel when Shannon let out a scream. There beside the doorway was a man's body. They walked past the body and went inside the chapel and what they found inside none were prepared to see. Lifeless bodies were lying everywhere and one body was hanging from the light fixture. The gruesome site would make even the seasoned soldier ill with disgust at the violence that had taken place. Sam and Tom crept slowly past the bodies then they heard a faint sound coming from behind the pulpit. They approached cautiously looking for what could be someone with a gun or who knew what. Sam spotted a shadowy figure out of the corner of his eye and motioned for Tom to follow him. They turned the corner and saw two women huddled together behind the door to the choir loft. The older of the two drew back into the shadows clinging tightly to the younger woman. The closer Sam and Tom got to them, the more they were trying to back into the darkness. The women's eyes were wild with fear and they appeared to be in shock. Tom knelt down and tried to touch the woman's arm and she started screaming, "Please don't kill us.....please.....I beg you."
"Lady, we don't mean any harm. We are here to help you. Please don't be afraid." said Tom.
The woman seemed to be trying to shrink out of their sight then Shannon appeared saying, "We will not hurt you. The Lord sent us here to help you. Please let us help. What are your names?"
The older woman spoke in a faint voice, "My name is Linda and this is my daughter, Christina. They tried to kill everyone, but somehow they missed us."
"God protected you. Now come on and let's get you out of here." said Shannon.
The two women rose to their feet and clinging to each other allowed Shannon and Kerri to lead them out of the chapel past the horrific acts that had taken place.
Sam and Tom continued searching the chapel until they were convinced no one else would be found alive. They joined the others outside. Sam gently put his hand on Linda's shoulder and asked, "What happened here?"
"Our youth minister brought us here to what he thought would be a gathering of Christians so that we could figure out what to do. Like the ones you found, we were members of a church that stopped telling the truth and preaching God's word. All the sermons were about what makes us feels good, etc. The pastor up and left a month ago and the youth minister was leading us.......leading us to this. We were having a Bible study when these men dressed in what looked like Nazi uniforms burst through the doors shooting. Christina and I ducked into the choir loft and they didn't see us or they just got tired of shooting everything in site. We've been there since last night, afraid to move for fear they would return and finish the job. We heard the terrifying screams......calling out for Jesus to forgive them......forgive the shooters....and it seemed to make the men madder than ever. It was horrible."
Shannon hugged the two women tightly. They all fell on their knees in prayer for the ones who had lost their lives and then prayed for those that took the lives of innocent people. Just as they were finishing the prayer a man comes running down the hill towards them wielding a baseball bat and screaming something they couldn't quite make out. Linda jumps up screaming, "No, Bud, no. They are here to help us......stop.....stop."
The man stopped in his tracks, but still had a look that he would bash anyone's head in should they make a move. His shirt was torn and his arm was bleeding. He had seen a lot in the last 24 hours to drive anyone insane. Sam slowly approached Bud and held out his hand to take the bat. Bud gave it up, but still looked at the men with apprehension. Sam asked, "Do you know if there is anyone else that's alive and needs our help."
Bud shook his head no then said, "I hid in the trees watching as they went from cabin to cabin, shooting into the emptiness and then burning the convention center. They were like savages leaving nothing untouched by their hatred. I prayed to God to take me home to be with Him, but I'm still here so He must not want me."
"No, Bud, He just wasn't ready for you to leave this world before you finished His plans for you. He loves you and there is still work for all us to do." Sam said warmly. "Bud, do you know of another vehicle we can use that will get us all out of here?
"Yeah, we can take the church van unless they damaged it."
They all walked to the van and got inside while Sam turned the key praying it would start. "We will go back to my parent's house and make our plans. It's far enough from here that I don't think anyone would bother us. It's going to be a bumpy ride from here on out and I don't mean the ride in this van either."
The radio was tuned to a news program and they heard the news of the bombings of Bolivia and Damascus. They knew in their hearts the time was short that they would be able to go anywhere in safety and freedom. They were sure this new guy was probably the Anti-Christ and the peace that would cover the world would only be a false peace. Time was ticking away for Christians to be able to convert anyone before the evil one would go to any means to silence them. Not much time and so much yet to do.
- P4H
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