“I was told I would find you both here,” a strange but familiar voice catches both of our attentions.
Camael and I turn in the direction of where the voice is coming from.
“Raguel, it’s been ages since I’ve seen you,” I say, pleased to see him again. “What can we do for you?”
“Michael and the other archangels approached me and said I need to prepare for the upcoming battle,” Raguel says, as he sits on the chair next to Jaycee.
“Are they forming an army for this battle,” I ask, trying to obtain more information.
“Yes and no,” Raguel’s eyes roam over Jaycee, who is resting peacefully in bed. “They are preparing an army. All heavenly angels, regardless of hierarchy, is being asked to join, but I am here for a different reason.”
“Oh, is there something you need from us,” Camael asks, confusion in her voice.
“No, thank you Camael. I don’t need anything.” Raguel admits. “I am here to reveal myself to you. I am Jaxon’s assigned guardian.”
Camael and I both look at each other in utter astonishment.
“We’ve searched for his guardian for years,” Camael said. “Why didn’t you show yourself sooner?”
“I couldn’t show myself sooner because all the events that took place had to happen,” Raguel confessed. “I know she is confused and hurting right now, but she needs to find the strength and accept what has happened to her and embrace it. Only then, will her courageousness and prowess present itself.”
Raquel looks around the room and continues.
“She is an empath. Her connection to the Lord is closer than she realizes. Her connection to him is almost as good as ours except that she can’t hear his responses … she can feel them. I actually wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t feel us here now. She attracts angels, can instinctively detect truth based on actions and behavior, senses negative and toxic people, including demons in her wake.” He adds.
“That explains why Satan is determined to destroy her,” Camael surmises. “He sees the inner light she possesses and wants it for himself. He feeds off of the empath’s light. It makes him stronger. Empaths attract both positive and negative beings and it gives Satan more exposure to humans causing additional destruction and harm.”
“There are plans in place that we need to protect,” Raguel said. “Her relationship with Jaxon is one of them. The connection they share is rare among their kind and if that connection is severed than that will forever alter their future. Satan is aware of that and he knows what’s coming which is why he wants her so badly.”
“Do you have anything in mind on what we can do to help Jaycee find forgiveness,” I ask Raguel.
“She needs to strengthen her connection with the Lord,” he responds. “It’s been a while since she’s done any soul searching and actually spoken with him. She needs to be reminded that he’s there for her. Everything else will fall into place, as they should.”
Raguel stands and touches Jaycee’s hand.
“I won’t see you again until the battle begins.”
Immediately, he vanished, just as quickly as he arrived.
“Now we know where to focus our attention,” Camael says. “It’s time for us to open her eyes.”
“I agree,” I reply, but for now, let’s go practice more. Jaycee will be asleep for several more hours.”
Within a human second we were hovered above the Atlantic Ocean and quickly realized we weren’t alone. There were thousands of angels in the throes of battle. Dressed in different colored robes, wings of all lengths and colors spread at full length, soaring through the air. Many had fire power shooting out from their eyes and hands with a forceful projection that extends miles. The angels bring their wings inward and perform fast, triple spins, then open their wings and fly off at an alarming speed.
Cherubs’ wing spans are much smaller but they are expedient creatures. They are clever, speedy and very perceptive. Their wings are sharp, little razors which can delimb or decapitate a demon as they sweep past them.
I stand in disbelief, watching all the angels from heaven above stretch on for thousands of miles, extending into the heavenly realm, to practice their fighting skills with one another.
“How inspiring and uplifting, Camael,” I say, with astonishment in my voice.
“I’ve never seen anything like this before,” Camael exclaims, as she looks up, down, and all around assessing the scene in front of her. “All of this to protect the union of Jaycee and Jaxon.”
I look over to Camael and can see she shares my reaction. The sight before us is electrifying!
To be continued….
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I was born and raised in Central, Pennsylvania. I live with my fiancé, our two daughters and four fur babies who are all spoiled rotten. I enjoy spending time with my family, traveling and exploring new things, but most importantly, I find immense pleasure in watching my children grow and develop into their own unique selves.
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