MEN OF THE ELEVENTH HOUR

Anything that goes around comes around. The day may seem forever but as time exist; the sun must set and will retract all its illuminated rays back to its core. Here comes dawn. At dawn all mortals are set to obey the call of nature, as nature has it from whence it was created. At its arrival, all, from the greatest to the least must slumber and sleep, not so deep at the first call of dawn but as time expires through the shackles of the night undoing the friendly and gentle rays of the moon which sets in the middle of the atmosphere, all begins to snore at her friendly mutual-ism that relaxes the nerves and shakes away the long day stress cajoling the soul out of the body away to the land of the infinity. At this interval, all in the sense that all mortal beings must be soul, bodily and naturally deep in sleeping.

In the other side where creatures exist in two faces being the visible and the invisible now re-emerges, re-incarnates and takes absolute control of the dark world, creeping to seal the doom of mankind. As time grows older and deepens into the night, echoes of silence fills the air, accommodating creatures of no identity in particular. Echoes of terrifying fleets, sounds which cannot be traced within the cardinal and focal points of the earth.

Why in the name of heaven should I try to understand such stereotypes as some people may call matters like this?

Tales like this are told in my time, are they the evolution of space and time?

Are these tales mystical and as dark as they sound?

Do they happen in my own very word as I slumber and sleep?

Do not try to navigate course to a placed where the truth can never be told, tales like this are not meant to make you rhetorically think of an apocalypse, these things have being there, only that epistles have being told but an epistle of these cold shadows have never been brought to light by record books or any thesis, not even wise men from the eastern odyssey have explained such mystery. For if you cannot answer the aforementioned questions then do not feel secured, inquire from a perspective of this nature.

Where does my spirit man wonder to when I sleep?

Why do I even have bad and terrifying dreams?

Is this whole ordeal true?

I have heard stories of them who were taken out of their shelters while they were fast asleep. I have also heard of them who were struck by afflictions in their dreams and woke up with signs of physical, mental and psychological predicaments that became mighty odds to overcome in their daily lives. Some who have ended up in the land of no return (death).

You see!! Some fictional realities have no propaganda to make you believe, is either you believe or you leave. You leave and live a potential prey to the coming, hmm! Some things happen in the realm of the unseen that the humans ability, the height of education, the intellectual and technical know how of all men put together cannot yield a sensible explanation to them and if these are revealed to a man who is ignorantly unaware, some may attempt suicide like on the day of appolion and a scorpion battalion.

No wonder! Ephesians 6:12 says “for we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places”.

Indeed there are battles in high places, these battles are fought and won by the mighty one in battle our father in heaven who understands their ordinance and canon code of conduct.

Again I have heard this command from 1st Chronicles 16:22 and Psalm 105:15 which both say “you shall touch not my anointed and do my prophet no harm”. BUT WHO AM I?

Do I have the credentials of these men of Timbers and Calibers whom the I AM has referred to? Men who are fortified with the blood of the lamb. Hmm!

There are extra-ordinary occurrences in the ordinary lives we live. Man should not take anything for granted, also nothing should be seen as ordinary, even the smallest of things .If men see things this way, surely man will reluctantly and skeptically find a way to return thanks giving to the father in heaven who has being so merciful. The place of the omnipotent savior, father and God in your life is undisputed, being you a sinner or a righteous man.

A matter like this can never be expatiated to the last degree; it is basically relied on the length of every individual’s perspective about it. Even when you are in doubts, again return glory to your father in heaven at the end of each day for the things you do not know. Let your faith be alive, that you may not reintroduce the attributes of a doubting Thomas which may parasitically leave scourge on ideal peoples believe. Say something and ask him who fights the unseen battles not to let you fall a prey to MEN OF THE ELEVENTH HOUR. Call upon him who is appointed your archangel; he descends like a hurricane, leaving anguish and ruins in the dark and unseen on our behalves as we say.

……. Holy Saint Michael, the archangel defends us in the day of battle, be our safe guard against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray and do thou, O prince of heavenly host, by the power of God, cast into hell, Satan and all wicked spirits who wanders through the world seeking for the ruins of souls. Amen………

By Iornumbe Charles a.k.a. charlly~ice

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