4 Sisters of the Apocalypse

79- Jo

Jo

"There's something else Jo..." Bob sighed. "All of the patterns in the bible jump off the page at me. I see every connection--it's like a Tetris puzzle and all the pieces are falling into place. I understand it from the inside now. The bible isn't merely words on a page--it's alive and active."

I mumbled, "Sharper than a two edged sword...'

Bob slapped me hard on the back and shouted, "Exactly... the government thinks they won. As it says in, "The Book of Revelation," Satan is pulling out all the stops because he knows his time is short."

"So what do we do Bob? How do we begin to tell the world? No one will believe us."

Bob became the voice of reason. "Jo, do you hear yourself? We have the Spirit of God in us. The same Spirit that raised Christ from the dead! Greater is He that is in us than he that is in the world."

I couldn't believe my ears. This former nut-job, sociopath, atheist was giving me a pep talk. I opened my mother's final journal entry. It had only one word: PRAY.

Then I flipped the page and saw mom's drawings. It was a symbol of an all seeing eye with three long lashes protruding from it. (put symbol pic here.)

Bob peered over my shoulder and shouted, "That's it!"

"That's what Bob?"

Bob tooked the book from me and pointed at Mom's drawing. "It's the new regime's symbol. That is on all the Unified Government's flags, uniforms, pamphlets and vehicles."

"But how? My mom drew this symbol many years ago! How could she have known?"

Bob looked at me funny. "How can you teleport? How am I suddenly saying things like, 'Praise the Lord'? Hold on a second... " Bob ran his manicured finger over the symbol. "Six, six, six... The number of the beast!"

I looked at the drawing closely. All I saw was an eye  with three long lashes. "I don't see any numbers."

Bob circled the pattern again. "That's because you are looking for them next to each other obviously--if you don't mind me saying. These are on top of one another moving to the right. See how the three sixes overlap each other and fan out?"

Once I saw the overlaid sixes I shuddered. Frantically I searched the few remaining pages of mom's journal. She had written the same thing over and over again:

"Do NOT take the mark. Do NOT take the mark. Do NOT take the mark. DON'T TAKE THE MARK! DON'T TAKE THE MARK!" The entire page was full of the same warning.
"Your mother was a seer I see."

"No way Bob! Mom was vehemently against witchcraft, psychics and all that evil stuff."

"I didn't say she was a psychic, I said seer. A seer is another word for prophet--a person of God who could foretell future events. Samuel in the old testament was called a seer."

"Oh Okay that makes sense...  Yeah I suppose my mom was a seer."

Once again Bob looked at me funny. "How's your sister Beth?"

"She's not a seer if that's what you're asking." Suddenly Bob blushed.

"I mean does she ever ask about me?" Bob twisted his apron in his hands.

I couldn't believe this. Here we are on the precipice of an apocalypse and Bob is having romantic notions about Beth. "Are you kidding me Bob? It's the end of the world as we know it and you wanna date my sister?"

Bob looked forlorn. I'd hurt his feelings. Why can't I learn to shut my mouth?

Bob stammered, "I-I... I only asked how Beth is doing. We hit it off is all."