LEGIONS 7, Guillaume Mwamba [interesting books to read .txt] 📗

MASSAGE 

Having the nightmare of his life of a sinister apocalyptic pestilence already here. Whereas Has it turned into their worst nightmares, only the seal of God can protect them. Neither didn't he have for the dreams to unfold? When I was young, my mother used to sing the song to me every day whenever it was time for me to go to bed. She used to sing, “Read your Bible, pray every day. Pray every day. Pray every day. When you have grown. When you have grown. When you have grown. Unless I was seventeen and graduated from high school and was getting ready to go to the university to fulfill my dreams, my mother got struck by a heart attack, she still believes in God. Though I love my mother so much, she was taken away from me. Furthermore, my mother always says whenever I visit her with my father. “Clarence, my dear? Don’t be angry at God because He’s way is the best. Sure it might be hard for you to understand but you must believe in Him,” my mother would say. “What? Mama, you can’t be serious? You still believe in Him though He let you be in these conditions. Besides, don’t you worry because I’m going to find the cure for you,” Claire says. “Umm, how good that would be and I believe God Almighty will use you so mightily. I believe-I believe! And after I am gone, don’t you ever. Never be angry at Him. Promise me, Claire?” Lisa Clarence’s mother would plead.

  “Alright-alright, mama, I promise you,” I would say again. “Oh, one more thing Claire, whenever you pray His glory is charged over you,” my mother would continue. She usually calls me Claire short of Clarence. Then after that, she was gone when she said that ‘I am going to rest’. Since then, she never wakes up though she told me to never be angry at God, I did. I was anxious towards God for taking something precious to me. I stop reading the Holy Bible and stop praying to Him. The only thing I would do is focus on my studies and school. And when a Christian came to me to preach to me about Jesus, I reacted viciously and scolded him anxiously. Overwhelmed by nothing but bitterness and hatred towards Jesus our Lord and Savior. And my faith in Him was fading away, but when we were at our church camp there was a meek Christian woman who loved God and loved to read He's Word. A best friend of mine who I trusted invited me, so I agreed to go with her because I didn’t want to let her down. I met this African American man, he was calm, mysterious, and always read his Bible. Reminding me of how I used to read my Holy Bible when my mother was still alive. His name was Guillaume who was always awakened by terrible visions and nightmares around one, two, or three a.m. in the morning. So this is the beginning of the story of this book series…’

   During magnificently full moon nighttime on the magnificent full moon, a charming and perfected man discovered himself on the cold street of Tucson. He seems like he was lying down on the neighborhood’s small route before the medium house with the ravenous dog. The dog began barking and snarling which startled him where he unsheathed his weapon in fright. Still, the dog continued barking at him while looking up in the heavens in confusion. He saw the clouds in the night gathering where he discovered himself wearing a white garment. With blood and wounds on his face, however, when it started raining, he quickly ran to the corner for dryness. Whereas the courageous dog was still barking at him unless he shed off his dirty white garment. His clean wings showed which made the dog shiver in fear and was whimpering. And that’s where the end of my first dream ended. Unless another one came since I don’t know who I was and what the meaning of these visions and dreams was. Here is another dream I had in my second vision on the same night with the same being body covered in his blood, but his wings were still out. All of a sudden, the wings went back to him, and where he began cleaning himself of the blood on his body. It appeared like the unknown man was in the military battlefield base. After he was done cleaning the blood off himself and his face, he put on a white T-shirt, a white hoodie trench-coat, and whitish pants and his shoes which were brown. When he had done covering himself up, he was marching towards the place where their military weapons were.

  He was picking one by one and was putting it into the bag as he discovered himself standing at the outside exit. Outside three policemen were passing by while talking to themselves about how awesome it is to be a cop. “Oh, isn’t it very good to be a cop-uh? Don’t you think so, Mica?” Elazar asked. “Yeah, it is Elazar. Besides hunting bad guys it is so extraordinary. The more criminals we catch, the more millions we get! This is part of our lives,” Mica said. When they were getting closer so they might pass by the military base, a deadly mental force flung the door into the cross-like pathway surrounded by flames. “What? And what’s the meaning of this? And it seems like luck is on our side. Come on, boys, it seems like we got our bad guy!” Mica replied while they waited for a moment into their car. Unless their bad guy came out the dust and flame at the entrance when all of a sudden the mysterious man came out of it. Holding two heavy bags of weapons in his hands. Immediately Mica came out of the police car with the rest. Holding their revolvers and they order him to drop the weapons. “Drop those weapons in the bags-now! And put your hands on your head, quickly!” Mica ordered. The unknown man looked at them confusedly, but Mica commanded him to drop the bags once again. “Hey! Can’t you hear us? Drop the bags now or else we’ll shoot!” Mica commanded. The peculiar man dropped the bags of weapons on the ground. 

WILDERNESS

 Unless the peculiar man was smiling at them after deposing the two heavy weapons bags, although I knew that it was spiritual weapons with God's whole full armor that He had put on me. “Put your hands over your head now!” Elazar said. The man did as he was told and he wasn’t scared of them. Mica instructed Elazar and Collin to arrest him. With them arriving before him trying to arrest him and was about to grab his hands. Yet the strange being whacks Elazar with one punch as he toasts Collin flying on the pole of the street lamp. “What on earth? Who are you and what do you want with those dangerous weapons?” Mica asked. “They are here and I am taking these so I might go save the faithful ones of God,” he said. When Mica was about to ask him another question of what things are here, he discovered himself shaking terribly. A minute later Mica was overtaken by the dead man with razor-sharp teeth. “Michael, is that you? And what are you doing here?” Pestilence asked.  “I have come to save and protect the elect ones from you Legion!” Michael answered. “Ooh, we shall see and I don’t think you will save any of the elect ones. Because you and they are going to be dead before you get to them!” Legion growled anxiously. “I don’t believe that’s the truth, Legion,” Michael said.  Where calmly while unsheathing his revolver. Before Legion would walk up to him for an attack, Michael opened fire but nothing happened. “Ha-ha-ha-ha, you fool! Have you forgotten that I cannot be killed by men made weapons?” Legion snarled furiously. “Yeah, maybe. Maybe not or probably this one will do,” Michael said. Releasing the archangel weapon, threw it towards him, which went to pierce his neck. Legion squealed in agony, collapsing to the floor after he left his empty vessel. Causing the two policemen named Elazar and Collin in a deep sleep. And that’s where the second dream ended when I woke up frightened to the core.

I overheard thunder, wind, and lightning rumbling outside, although it was cloudy outside, still, I senses that something catastrophic is about to unfold. “Mike, is that you? And what are you doing out here so early in the morning?” Ben asked. “Couldn’t sleep, my friend. And I have come to help you out!” Mike answered. “Ooh, we shall see. And I don’t think you will handle this smell. Because you and they are going to be smelling delicious all over you for the campers!” Ben laughed. “I don’t believe that, Ben,” Mike said. He calmly marched up closely the cooker with satisfaction. Moment Ben watched him flipper for meat on the cooker, meats’ oil on fire whereas smoke spread on Michael’s face ends up coughing. “Ha-ha-ha-ha, old man! Have you forgotten I told you that you will smell delicious?” Ben chuckled. “Yeah, maybe. Maybe not or probably this one will do,” Mike said. Releasing his skillful cooking experience, Ben watched him flip the meats at the fastest speed. Ben watched in amazement. Causing Ben’s mouth to watery as the meat smelled delicious and tastier. And that’s where the second dream ended. Back to where I looked at my clock, it was around three a.m., woke up frightening to the core after I saw those peculiar dreams on the same night. Getting out of my blank and walked out of the camping shelter. In doubt and confusion, I was sitting on the bench alone. And stress surrounded me like a heavyweight upon me which stir me up into thought of asking God what the dream meant. “Oh, God I don’t understand what’s the meaning of these dreams? Can you please explain to -?” I asked out loud in my thought.

Whereas I was interrupted by Clarence. “It seems like you can’t sleep too uh, Guillaume?” Asked Clarence. Yeah, I supposed and sorry for wake you up this early in the morning.” I replied. “Wrong, Guillaume you didn’t wake me up. Sheesh, you so silly, or shall I prefer hilarious?” Clarence asked. “I have no idea!” I answered. “Ha-ha.” Claire laughed. “By the way what’s wake you up so early, Claire?” I asked. “Well, I was stirring up on my nightmares last night,” Clarence said. “I see!” I responded. “Yeah, and maybe you are worried too much. Or probably the dreams come whenever you are worried or maybe you’re stressed.” She said. “Yes, maybe but you’re wrong because these dreams are different. These visions and dreams are real. It seems like something is here,” I answered. “Yeah sure, of course! Maybe something is here. Still, when something is here, we will be ready