End Times

By C.A. Dayhoff

Lightning struck so close that ozone filled the air around him, for a brief moment he felt Satan touch his shoulder.
Crying out in pain, he tried to fight his demons within as he closed his eyes tight, a drop of blood fell from them to his writings
Soaking into the parchment as it spread like a drop of water on a calm lake, outside the storm suddenly calmed and the winds died down
Nodding his head up and down as if he understood something new, He wiped the blood from his face as he finished with
“Father I thank you for these last hours with my disciples, and with the knowledge of what I must do to save your children”
Amen

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alan Stanford
• Release date: Jun 22, 2015
• ISBN: 9781370061471

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End Times

By

C.A.Dayhoff

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©2015 C.A.Dayhoff. All rights reserved worldwide. No part of this book may be reproduced or copied without the expressed written permission of the Author.

This book is a work of fiction. Characters and events in this novel are the product of the author’s imagination or loosely based on unconfirmed events. Any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

END TIMES

by C.A.Dayhoff

Thursday April 2rd AD 33

The candle flame flickered, illuminating the room with dancing shadows that spread across the walls as the tired man finished his writing.

Looking around his cramped room he sighed, setting the parchment aside, he said Lord what have I done?

Saddened by the thought, he folded his shaking hands together in prayer.

Drawing a deep breath he said to himself

Father forgive me as I have sinned, I have committed blasphemy, I have led your children astray and for this I accept my damnation.

A storm raged outside, shaking his door, as if angered by his prayer, growing stronger with each word he spoke.

The wind blew through the rags that hung as curtains blowing sand into his face, beating at the candle flame, threatening to blow it out, and casting the room into darkness.

His uneasiness built, as a feeling of dismay filled his soul, fighting it back he continued to pray harder.

Dread consumed his tiny room and a rotten smell emitted from under his door, gasping he Closed his eyes to the terror around him, the weary man tried to shut out the raging storm that was gaining strength by the minute and the evil that pounded at his door.

Crying out he said Father From my birth you knew what I would do, It is not my place to ask why? I must trust your judgment for what is best for your children.

Please forgive them for it is I who lead them down the wrong path, It is I who was lead astray by the false god.

His hands gripped even tighter as his voice raised to be heard above the hell that pounded at his door.

So it is I who should suffer, Please Father, forgive them!

Lightning struck so close that ozone filled the air around him, for a moment he felt Satan touching his shoulder.

Crying out he recoiled in pain, closing his eyes even tighter, a drop of blood fell from them to his writings

Soaking into the parchment as it spread like a drop of water on a calm lake.

Outside the storm calmed and the winds died down

Nodding his head up and down as if he understood.

He wiped the blood from his face as he finished with

Father I thank you for these last hours with my disciples, and with the knowledge of what I must do to save your children Amen

Turning towards the door he called for the young boy that lived at the home where he was staying

Entering the room the young boy stopped, he was confused from what he saw.

The man was bent over and looked twice his age from even hours ago, blood streaked his face as if he had cried tears.

the man motioned him over and said, Ariel I have a very important task for you, you must keep this to yourself and tell no one of what we speak of tonight, do you understand?

Yes father but what is so important that only I can do it?

Smiling at the boy he said, You are pure of heart, a child of God and only you I can trust to do this.

The boy felt pride of the responsibility that was being given to him and he said, I will do as you wish father

The man looked into the boy's eyes, seeing the boy was fully taken with the task, he walked over to the table and retrieved the scroll.

The young boy looked up at him, What is it Father? he asked

Hearing people entering the home,

We must hurry Ariel, The man continued

It is the task that I asked of you, I need you to hide this but I will need it back very soon, so only bring it out 3 days after my death

The boy was taken back with this and tried to understand.

Death?, But father you are alive and well?

Do not worry Ariel, for after 3 days I will raise with a pure heart to be with my father, but first I must correct what I have done and lead his children down the righteous path before it’s too late.

With concern the young boy said, I do not understand Father?

Hugging the boy, It is not for you to worry son, you and your mother will be fine but I have to answer for my sins and bring the truth to God's Children.

Staring ahead as if deep in thought the man spoke, It is God's Will............

The young boy looked scared as he started to weep, Father I do not want you to die

Kneeling down to the boy the man said, It is the only way son I can save God's children from the path I had falsely chosen for them.

The boy did not understand all of this, only that the man who had raised him was certain of his death.

Wiping the tears from the boy's face he said, Ariel I love you

Now remember, I must be able to give the scroll to my disciples in three days.

But why Father" Ariel asked

They will only believe it if I give it to them, Ariel I must do this.

So bring the scroll to where they bury me on the third day.This is the most important thing I have ever asked of you."

With troubled eyes the young boy nodded his head, As you wish Father...

With a wave of his arm, Jesus said, Now let us forget all of this because tonight we have all my disciples here for my Last Supper.

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The Great Apostasy

2 Thessalonians 2

Now, brethren, concerning the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ and our gathering together to Him, we ask you, 2 not to be soon shaken in mind or troubled, either by spirit or by word or by letter, as if from us, as though the day of Christ[a] had come. 3 Let no one deceive you by any means; for that Day will not come unless the falling away comes first, and the man of sin[b] is revealed, the son of perdition, 4 who opposes and exalts himself above all that is called God or that is worshiped, so that he sits as God[c] in the temple of God, showing himself that he is God.

"Bill, Bill are you