Chapter 10
Ann
It was an exhausted Ann Jones who went to bed that night. It was a transformed Ann Jones that got up in the morning.
Ann had gone to bed wanting to find a way to contact the Ouija spirit without the board. She had thought about it as she went to sleep. The last thing she did before falling asleep was to pray out loud, "Ouija, show me how to talk to you without the board." And her request had been answered. Ann had a dream. In the dream Ann was in a very peaceful place. She was relaxed. She was happy. She surveyed her surroundings and eventually saw someone standing in the shadows.
"Hello," Ann said. "Do I know you? Are you the one I have been seeking?"
"Yes," replied the figure from the shadows. The voice was so calm, so reassuring.
It compelled Ann to ask more.
"Have we met already through the Ouija board? Is that who you are?"
"Yes again, little one. But you misunderstand. The board is but a medium through which I sometimes make contact with those such as yourself who are more highly evolved than most. My name is actually Zisa. I am here in answer to your request that we communicate in an easier manner. Do you wish to proceed?"
"Of course I do," Ann answered. "Are you God?"
"No dear," Zisa replied. "At least not as you might be thinking of God. I am one of many. I am here to help you. I don't know everything, but I do know a great deal. I am quite powerful, though not all powerful. Actually, 'all powerful' is a myth. There are a pantheon of gods, some more helpful than others. My desire is of course for the good of humankind. I see in you one who can assist humanity in preparing for a quantum leap forward in evolution."
`"What quantum leap forward?" Ann asked.
"Eventually, all will become as I am now, gods of this world. You will be part of it. And you will be very successful. I am very excited to have you to work through."
"So I get to be successful and powerful with your help? Is that right?" Ann questioned.
"Yes," Zisa replied.
"What's in it for you?" Ann asked.
"Basically nothing except the opportunity to do good," Zisa answered. "That is what guardian angels do for their charges. But I will need your solemn promise to listen to me. Follow my advice, and be obedient even when you don't understand what I am asking you to do. Can you agree to that?"
"Of course I can. Where do we start?" Ann replied.
"Well, I can give you a brief outline of the immediate future. First, we have to get you through high school During the remaining two years you have to set a pattern of being a leader, well liked, and above reproach in everything. This is sort of like a new birth for you. I even have a new name for you."
"A new name? I can't just change my name," Ann said doubtfully.
"Not entirely a new name. I just want you to go by your initials. 'AJ' for Ann Jones. AJ has a much more memorable ring to it than Ann. There is a husband in your future. Then you will be AJ with a new last name. It will all go together quite well.
"What else?" Ann asked.
"Well, you will continue to pay attention to your appearance. You will make a point to speak to the more influential students. But of course you won't actually snub the less popular students. You will learn to walk the line between being 'busy' and being thought of as a snob. Then of course college. I don't know which one yet because I don't know where your Mr. Right will be attending. Don't worry though. I have others working on those details. You are chosen. You will have a life of power and wealth. It will be good. Are you willing to follow me?"
"Of course I am. How stupid would I be to not follow you. I really appreciate the opportunity. Zisa - I love your name. Can I call you Zisa?
"Yes AJ, call me Zisa. Call me anytime. Say your thoughts out loud to me. I will be with you. I will hear you. I will help you."
"Good. I'm yours."
"By the way AJ, this will be a most restful night for you. You will sleep better than ever, and wake up full of energy and looking even more beautiful. Don't forget to let everyone know you will be going by AJ now instead of Ann. Good night by apprentice."
"Good night Zisa," AJ replied.
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That night Ann became AJ and her future was set.
Malachi
Malachi was considering his next step. He was certain of three things. First, he had asked Jesus Christ for eternal life, and his request was granted. Second, he was certain he wanted to get baptized on Sunday. Third, he wanted to marry Belle.
The indecision came in with his family. When should he tell them about his new found faith? Should he tell them and invite them to church on Sunday? And how should Belle figure into it? He was pretty sure they would not be favorable to him openly becoming a "Bible thumper". He didn't want his family to get off on the wrong foot with Belle. They would know immediately that she had been the start of his quest for God.
Mal sat considering the situation and what to do when he was struck with a thought.
"My family doesn't know Jesus Christ! That means they are currently not headed for heaven. They are lost just like I was. I have to tell them."
With that decision made, Mal called his mother immediately.
"Mom, I have some news. I can give it to you over the phone, or I can come to see you Saturday."
"Malachi, are you ok?" Shelly asked anxiously.
"I'm fine mom, better than fine. I just have news."
"Well, tell me." Shelly said.
"First mom, I already told you I was studying the Bible and Bible prophecy. I have become a believer in the God of the Bible. I am getting baptized on Sunday. You are invited."
"You have already been baptized. When you were a baby I had you baptized. But if you think you need to do it again I guess it won't hurt anything."
"No mom, you don't understand. I guess I need to see you face to face to tell you. And of course I need to tell dad and Ann. I am praying you will understand," Mal explained rapidly, the tenseness in his voice breaking through.
"Well, Saturday is great. I love to see you for any reason. But are you sure you have to tell your father and sister? You know how they are. Maybe it would be better to just be quiet about it. They aren't really involved in your life so they would probably never have to know about it," Shelly suggested.
"Mom, I can't keep this a secret. I have to tell the world. And speaking of what I have to tell the world, you need to know about Belle. I think we are engaged."
"You what? You think you are engaged? You mean you don't know? Does this girl have anything to do with you becoming a Christian?"
"Yes, she got me started studying. But the decision was all mine. I studied it out. I saw the truth. I accepted it. I am now a believer in Jesus Christ," Mal said. "Mom, my life has changed forever."
"OK honey, what ever you say," Shelly said in a soothing voice. "When will I meet this girl? What did you say her name was?"
"Belle, her name is Belle mom. I was thinking of bringing her with me on Saturday if she is free."
"That sounds great honey. Come early. If you are happy, I'm happy."
After hanging up the phone Mal realized he was sweating. That was usually how he felt after talking to his father, not his mother. He sat slumped in a chair thinking converting other people was not going to be as easy as he thought it was. Mal was bewildered. He knew that he had read the truth, understood it, and accepted it. He didn't know why his mother had reacted differently. He certainly did not expect a better result with his father or sister, at least not initially. He would just pray they all came around soon.
After drying his sweaty palms on the arms of the chair, Mal picked up the phone again.
"Hello, Belle? Are you free to meet my parents on Saturday? And I have to explain to them about becoming a Christian as well."
Angels of Darkness
Zisa was laughing. AJ was so gulli
ble. AJ was certainly no more evolved than anyone else, but flattery was a very effective tool. And while Zisa had promised AJ a life of power, success, and wealth, she had not promised her a life that was long.
"A life that is just long enough to accomplish my purpose. Then the fun begins," Zisa gloated maliciously.
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Cabire was gleefully roaming through the cities of the US. The discontent, the angry, those already comfortable with evil, were everywhere. He really only had to choose who he wanted to work with and how.
Angels of Light
Raphael was sympathetic to Mal’s concern about his family. He did not understand why humans were so slow to grasp the truth about the Most High God. Raphael knew that he had seen God face to face, so there was no element of faith in him believing. But he also knew that one third of the other celestial beings had also seen God face to face, and still rebelled against him. And that was the problem with humans as well. Somewhere in their conscience they knew the Bible was true, but they chose to rebel.
"But," thought Raphael, "There still may be time for Mal's family. Zisa is a strong adversary, but at least they pulled Cabiri off the case. Maybe part of the family at least can be persuaded.