Battlefield of Angels...United States; The House of Slavery

The Battlefield of Angels Series

Do you really believe in spiritual warfare or that the eyes of heaven are upon us? The greatest illusionist in the world has mastered the art of making the world believe he doesn't exist. He is the Prince of this world and humanity is caught right in the middle of an ongoing war for the fight of souls. It is said that man is his worst enemy, true enough, however, that doesn't negate the fact that we have a real enemy that wages war against the minds of humanity and influences the masses to rebel against God. Demons and angels are very real and this glimpse of some of its operations may be just what is needed to open the eyes of those that perhaps are wondering the "why" of things taking place in and around the lives of friends, family and loved ones and perhaps your very own. As well as the "what" from principalities, rulers of the air in, forces of darkness, in heavenly realms; levels of demonic forces right before our eyes in ways you couldn't begin to imagine.  This is only the beginning. "Don't forget to entertain strangers, for by doing, some people have entertained angels without knowing." Hebrews 13:2

                                      The fog began to thicken around the small industrial town of Harbor Port, and the lighthouse turned slowly signaling to the remaining ships and small vessels out on the lake. The wind began to pick up as the clouds darkened and lightning began flashing throughout the sky above. In the nearby Baptist Church of Christ on that summer afternoon, the spiritual realm was shaken. The church choir rang out praises with their beautiful bright colored togas to God followed by prayer and thanksgiving faithfully. The rain began to beat against the big custom stained window panes of the church and the wind whistled through the open cracks of the wooden doors. The hymn "Amazing Grace" ushered its way in following the choir's vocals and within minutes, the entire congregation was praising and singing with hands lifted high above their heads as if they were standing in the presence of God himself. Crouched on top of the lighthouse, the demon sat, watching the small community church and listening to the praises ring out with the sound of the music. Patiently, as the storm rose, his eyes were burning with rage and his hands tightly gripping his wrist as he rested his elbows on his knees. As he stood upon the lighthouse and spread his wings, he looked up and down Harbor Port cautiously as he gave a push from his legs and took flight toward the shore. His leather-like wings spread like a black cape that shadowed the waters below as he gave what sounded like a war cry camouflaged by the whistling wind as he was joined by two other demons flying by his side. Five-year-old David Anderson stood in the middle of the church aisle watching the light from heaven in the spiritual realm shine brightly above where the pastor was standing. The strong inspiring voice of the Pastor, having his eyes fixed upon David with tears streaming down his face, quoted the verse by the Apostle Paul in 1 Corinthians 13:12; "Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known." The verse seemed to penetrate and echo through the young spirit of David. He looked around the ceiling of the old Baptist church at the celestial beings that shone with swords in their hands and fire in their eyes... they appeared to be as big as trees to the young boy. David also saw other creatures with wings and swords that didn't shine as bright as the first celestial giants did. "Why are they fighting?" He questioned his young mind unable to understand. Landing on shore, the demons must have stood ten or eleven feet tall, hideous looking with the darkest of black eyes and very powerful in stature. Each of them had swords that hung around their waists, the leather sandals they wore had straps that tied all the way up to their calves and they wore leather bands that covered their wrists up to their forearms. Without uttering a word to each other, they knew they were there for one mission only; to stop David Anderson from becoming a problem with their plans for the future. As the demons began walking, they transformed into human beings, one with pale white skin and dark brown hair that hung over his shoulders, carrying an ancient dagger in the back of his waist belt. The other two demons, one with darker skin and the other equally as pale as the first, with long dark hair flowing behind them were following closely behind their leader as the leather-like wings became long leather coats. They were walking in military cadence drawing closer to the church. Once they crossed the avenue, the three demons stood patiently waiting for the church service to end. As the doors of the church opened up, the three demons made their way toward the parking lot where the car of David's grandmother was parked. Holding a plastic bag over her head to avoid the rain, she fumbled for the keys to unlock the car door. The demon in charge reached behind his coat placing his hand on the dagger. The angels around the church began to take positions on the nearby cars and trucks, however, in spirit, unable to prevent what appeared to be happening so fast before their eyes in the physical realm they felt powerless to aid David and his grandmother. "Oh, David... forgive grandma, baby. I left my Bible in the church. Let me run in and grab it, don't move I'll be right back, okay?" Slamming the car door, she returned inside the church. "Okay, grandma!" David yelled from inside the car. Looking through the passenger window, young David saw the three men approaching the car and quickly, the demon pulled the dagger from behind his overcoat. David was now terrified with his eyes wide open and unable to scream or make a move; he sat frozen to the window glass as his breath began to cover the window with fog due to the mist of the rain. Out of nowhere, before he could reach the young boy, the demon was tackled with such a force by another man that left the dagger sliding across the wet parking lot. The two other demons engaged in a fight with another man that accompanied the tackling man. Young David wiped the fog from the window glass to watch the scuffling finding himself jumping out of his seat surprised by the demon that was violently thrown into the side of the car. Startled, David looked into the black eyes of the man who stared back at David. The young child noticed a medallion that hung around his neck before the man and his two companions could take off running into the fog. Before they were completely vanished out of sight, David saw wings spread out from behind them as they took flight into the fog of the lake. As the demons raced through the fog, they sensed that they were still in the vicinity of danger. Close behind them and moving at the speed of light, just inches above the lake, two heavenly warriors with a radiant glow about them searched above their heads while in flight looking for the trio that attempted to take the life out of young David. "Aaaaaaaaaaah!" Coming from above the heavenly warrior's head sounded a yell, which intensified in a matter of seconds. "Splash!" They went straight into the lake, the celestial warrior found himself underneath the rushing waves of the harbor being driven deeper and deeper toward the bottom by one of the demons. Using his wings to roll within the current of the water, he placed one hand around the demon's neck and with the other hand...he held the demon's arm that had drawn his sword. Tucking his knees into the adversary's chest, the heavenly being was able to catapult away from the demon. Both headed toward the surface of the water with the demon in desperate pursuit of the angelic being. "Thooshhhh!" "Thooshhhh!" Both beings shot out of the water simultaneously like torpedoes. Face to face in mid-air, the demon and the heavenly being circled one another. The medallion on the demon's neck carried a name in the ancient language of Aramaic that read... "Solon, Prince of Darkness". The heavenly host glanced down at the water and saw the wings of his companion laying spread open. He knew his companion was no more, and looking back up with fire blazing from his eyes, the demon was gone.  

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