AntiChrist's Rise; The Call to Arms - Jesus Villalobos (13 ebook reader TXT) 📗

John’s one saving grace, was that as long as Jael stayed alive, he knew those destined to go through the tribulation had hope of making it through without having to battle both giants and hunger.
He knew this because antiChrist’s whole purpose for creating the giants was twofold. One reason was to fight against Christ’s forces, which would return to take back the earth. The other reason was to use them to kill as many Christians as he could before the return of Christ.
He had planned to place them on the outskirts of many cities, towns, and countryside’s of well-known Christian communities. He would set them free to kill the inhabitants of those communities. He planned to place them near the mountainous regions, knowing that Christians had been instructed to flee to the mountains when antiChrist’s full power arrived mid-tribulation. This was the reason why God had called the four swordsmen of truth.
This was the reason why God allowed the Colonel to join them to make the fifth swordsmen of truth. God was using them to diminish the amount of giants at antiChrist’s disposal. Did they succeed in destroying all the giants on Terra Verde? If so, how did the others perish? Please answer me Lord!
Jael stirred once again, Captain John wiped her brow and her arms with the wet cloth. Wake up Jael, wake and tell me what happened. Please Jael, I need to hear what happened to the others, and what happened to you as well. God as my witness, I really need to know!
“The Colonel was my friend Jael. He was yours as well. He was responsible for running the headquarters of the breakaways. He must have told you this on the island. Surely he had taken you into his confidence at some point on that hell of an island. Surely he told you he was in fact in charge of the breakaway movement.
‘I don’t know if you can hear me or not. I’m hoping you can. We need you back with us Jael, we need you and your fighting spirit. Beyond that Jael, we need to know what happened on that island. We need to know what happened to our commanding officer the Colonel. He’ll now need to be replaced.”
Jael opened her eyes. She looked straight into Captain John’s eyes as if to answer his questions, then, she closed her eyes, giving way to her exhaustion and dehydration. Captain John took this as a moment of hope.
She tried to answer me Lord. Did you see? She tried to answer me Lord. There’s still hope. There’s still hope. Thank you Jesus! I’ll take that as your answer to me. I’ll take that to mean you’re not through using her or us.
Hawaii was in sight and not a moment too soon. Two or three hours and the Missy May would dock. Captain John now felt safe to radio ahead for an ambulance to meet him at the docks. The multitude of radio frequencies within the bay would keep the enemy from singling his transmission out, especially with it being scrambled when it went out, and then received back on the normal emergency channel wavelength. This was accomplished through a sophisticated computer program which acted like a language translator.
“We’re coming into port Jael, hang on just a little longer. I know you’re tired, you’ve been beaten badly. They must have thought you were dead. But you’ve shown them. You’ve shown them all. God isn’t finished with you yet.”
Pulling into the dock, the medi-vac unit helicopter was landing and the attendants were rolling the stretcher towards the Missy May. Captain John showed them where Jael was lying. They scooped her up and carried her topside and lay her on the stretcher. Wheeling her down the ramp of the Missy May, they left the questions for the police on the scene.


Placing Jael onto the side stretcher of the helicopter and strapping her down, the attendants hooked an intravenous fluid solution into Jael’s veins to both give her body water and nutrients at the same time. They could not wait to get to the hospital to begin treatment, every minute counted.
They lifted off and Captain John was left there to answer a few questions from the police. He was not worried, he had handled this type of thing before. He knew how to throw off their scent. He had hidden the swords of truth before the attendants came aboard to get Jael. He would keep them safe while Jael recuperated.
“Where did you find her,” asked the Chief of Police?
“I found her somewhere near the Solomon Islands.”
“How is it that you waited so long to radio it in?”
“Look, my radio isn’t what it should be. Look at the atenna, it’s barely a stub.”
“Yeah, I can see that. It’s a miracle you even got out the signal as far as you did. You really need to replace that ancient thing.”
“Well, after today, I know I will definitely do it.”
“Did you see any debris where you picked her up?”
“The only debris I found, was the log she was floating on. She was using it like a life vest, both her arms were wrapped backwards over it. I saw no ship or debris.”
“Okay, I have your information here if I need to talk to you again. You can go.”
“Thank you Officer. I sure hope the lady will be okay.”
“Well, she looks really bad, she’s suffering from dehydration, and she hasn’t eaten in days. You can tell by her clothes and how they fit her. It will be touch and go for awhile, even if she makes it.”
With that the Chief of Police left Captain John’s presence. Captain John would have to wait to visit Jael in the hospital. She would be recuperating for at least a week. Meanwhile, he would contact headquarters with the news about Colonel Saunders’ demise. I’m not looking forward to telling the others, Lord.
It had been awhile since Captain John had had a decent meal. As tired as he was, he headed for the local restaurant, which he was familiar with, but had never eaten at. His body was beginning to feel the lack of nourishment, brought on by the need to care for Jael for the last four days.
He entered into the Tiki Tiki restaurant and sat down. This is one meal I know I’m gonna be thankful for, Lord. Thank you for bringing us safely back to the mainland.
“How can I help you sailor?”
Captain John looked up at his waitress. She was a petite little thing, who reminded him of Jael, except that she was Hawaain. She was beautiful to look at. He hadn’t really seen a lot of beautiful women lately. His work had taken that blessing away from him for a long while now.
He noticed the cross on her neck. It was silver and had the name Jesus engraved on it. He smiled, and then spoke.
“I see you’re a Christian.”
“Oh yes, I’ve known the Lord since I was eight.”
“Wow, an early start.”
“Yeah, but you know, I wouldn’t change a thing.”
“God bless you…”
The waitress pointed to her nametag. The Captain could not believe what he was reading. “JAEL.”
“Jael, now that’s an unusual name. I’ve only known one other girl with that name, and she’s in the hospital right now, fighting for her life.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. I’ll keep her in prayer.”
“Thanks, I’m sure she’ll appreciate that.”
“My name means ‘mountain goat’.
“It traces back to the fact that the Church belongs to God who rules the mountain tops. Of course this would be Jesus.”
“I see you’ve done some research.”
“Well, yeah, it helps when your name is as uncommon as mine. You get a lot of remarks and questions as to its origin.”
“Yeah, I guess it helps to be able to answer people’s questions.”
“So what will it be?”
“I’ll have the halibut, with the fruit salad, and Hawaiian rice. I need to replace a few nutrients I haven’t been giving my body lately.”
“A wise choice. It’s one of my favorites. Anything to drink with that?”
“Let me have a nice tall iced tea.”
“Well, I’ll say one thing for you. You sure know how to eat proper.”
“My body doesn’t belong to me. It belongs to my Lord Jesus. I need to take care of it so I can continue doing His work here on earth.”
“Well put. It’s been a long time since I’ve heard ANYONE come in here and speak like that. I’ll see to your order.”
“Thanks and God bless.”
Captain John watched Jael walk away. He could not help notice that her name fit her character, just as it fit Jael who was fighting for her life in the hospital. Strange Lord, that you would have a girl named Jael serve me.
The Captain thought back to when he first picked up Jael. He had to use a pole with a hook on the end to fish her out of the water. The swords of truth had been placed into a makeshift sheepskin bag, which apparently had been constructed by one of them. It hung around her neck as if to say, “This is now my burden to bear.”
I really thought Jael was dead, Lord. It took me awhile to see that she was still breathing. Thank you again for having me be the one to bring her in for treatment. Bless and guide those who are working on her.
“Here’s your order sailor.”
“Wow, that was fast.”
“We have extra staff tonight. It’s one of our busiest nights, so they keep extra staff to get the orders out quickly.”
“Well, my body appreciates it and so do I.”
“You’re quite welcome. It’s always a pleasure to serve a fellow servant of our Lord Jesus Christ.”
“Thank you.”
“No, thank you for brightening my evening. I enjoyed our little chat. I’ve got to keep moving though, as I said, this IS our busiest night. If you need anything else, just flag me down.”
“Thanks, I’ll do that.”
And with that she was off doing her job. Captain John watched her as she seemed to glide along the floor to fill the guests orders. It was like watching a movie as he ate. Dinner and a movie Lord.
Jael stopped by twice more to refill the Captain’s tea glass. No words were spoken, just smiles exchanged. The Captain knew she was busy. He finished his meal and left a gold coin on the table as her tip. He turned one last time to see her pick up the gold coin. She looked across the floor as if looking for Captain John. Their eyes met one last time, Jael smiled and nodded her head to say a final thank you. Captain John smiled and turned again to leave.
Walking back to the Missy May, the Captain’s mind was now on two Jaels. One very weak and fighting for her life, and one very much alive and vibrant. It was as if he were seeing Jael’s spirit woman through the second Jael.
He boarded the Missy May and went to his quarters for a good night’s sleep. He would contact headquarters in the morning. He would have to set sail to meet with one of their ships in the morning after giving them the news of the Colonel’s demise. He would need to be rested for his journey.

CHAPTER TWO