Last night when we went to bed I couldn’t sleep, which is unlike me… I’m normally asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, especially with the frequency sleep music we play at night. But last night I felt like I was waiting for something. I could hear Mic’s easy breathing next to me, but then I could hear him talking even below a whisper. I turned towards him to try to make out what he was saying, and I was surprised to see his eyes open looking at me.
“He’s here.” he said, but it was almost forced. Not Mic’s voice, not Gabriel’s easy elocution either. “Who’s here?” I asked. “The bad one. The Beast. The Beast walks the earth. You don’t have much time left now.”
“Me in particular or all of us?”
“All of you. You must protect him.” I knew he was speaking of my husband.
“Always” I said without hesitation.
“You don’t understand. You can’t imagine what he’ll go through. He will be attacked. They’ll all be attacked. You must protect them.” Them being rest of the messengers- the vessels.
“How do I protect him… them?” I asked.
“You’ll know. When the time comes, you’ll know how. Do not falter.”
And then I fell asleep. I didn’t dream, but the conversation we had is as clear as a bell.
Beware. The Beast walks the earth. If you thought it’s been crazy to this point, it’s about to ramp up. Put on your Armor of God. Put both feet firmly in your rock of faith and do not waiver, do not falter, do not stumble. Many will fail. Many will be consumed by the evil. Do not be among them. I pray you are all safe and protected under the wing of Jesus the Christ, Emmanuel, until he returns.
Let's get high and go into combat! Would we win with the chick's w sticks and the other half high as fuck?? Asking.for a friend