Thursday, April 29, 2010

Armed Kingdom - PART 1


In a faraway place, Light reflects from afar. Life looks honorably good and virtuous. Those of the living reflect devout unity. From a distance, the living shines the most beautiful thing ever imagined. They glow so bright from the outside of this place. Light shines majestically into the horizon. No darkness can be seen. The angelic attraction of it all draws you in. Drawing nearer to these righteous apostles and warriors, this place becomes unfamiliar and not what it seems.

Stepping on its ground, knowing the cold and barren place is a battlefield of darkness. Inside the battlefield hideous villain’s hearts unveil extreme ugliness. There stand “false prophets, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into apostles of Christ. And no wonder! For Satan himself transforms himself into an angel of light” (2 Corinthians 11:13-14). A war takes place on this rootless soil. “The land of darkness and the shadow of death, a land as dark as darkness itself, As the shadow of death, without any order, where even the light is darkness” (Job 10:21-22). The land wars of good and evil over one’s soul.


The Commander in Chief, Deceiver, calls for Shebuwth (she-booth). Since birth, Shebuwth served Deceiver in servile submission, but he never understood why and how it happened. “You have been a great asset to our sect Shebuwth. You have chosen the right side,” Deceiver told Shebuwth. “If you stay with us, you will never go wrong!” Deceiver told Shebuwth this many times, but Shebuwth always felt alone and unfulfilled in life. Lost in the Darkness, Shebuwth doesn’t understand who he is. The warrior division he belonged to held banners in their hands. Written on them, it read, “BLINDED”.

War began, and Shebuwth cries out in confusion. Many thoughts brainstorm through his mind and the only thing he does is -- nothing. “I will fail,” Shebuwth whispers to himself. So he complacently concludes life holds nothing greater than this. “Whoever I am, life will always be the same,” Shebuwth speaks. He slowly begins falling asleep near the edge of a fruitless tree. For, often times it took an extreme amount of time to fall asleep. He remembered when his last division held banners that waved, “INSOMNIA”. He eased himself when he knew tonight’s rest would refresh him. Shebuwth needed sleep, for even his physical body, became wrinkled and old from being in war for so long. How this world he was a part of aged him so. But soon enough, Shebuwth fell into a rest of unconsciousness.


“Shebuwth… Shebuwth, ” a small voice carries. “Shebuwth.” Shebuwth stood before a

Royal festival. “Are you coming to the wedding feast?” the children asked. “The King will be there!”

“Who? King Lieth? He is the only King I know of. This does not sound like something he's do,” Shebuwth analyzed.

“What will you do in the appointed day, And in the day of the Feast of the King?” a small child named Worth asked (Hosea 9:5). “The wedding is ready, but you who were invited are not worthy. For many are called, but few are chosen” (Mathew 22:8+15).

“What does this mean?” Shebuwth asked. “Who is the King? Whose wedding is it? Why was I invited to this feast?”

A little girl named Grace answers, “Avoid foolish questions, genealogies, contentions, and strivings; for they are unprofitable and useless.”


A whistle blew in Shebuwth’s ear and he sprung out from underneath the fruitless tree at attention. “You were talking in your sleep again Shebuwth!” Captain Pride yelled. “We have no questioning of such things in this land. Pick yourself up and move on with yourself boy! This is life, right in front of you. Live like you own it!”

“Huh? Where am I?” Shebuwth asked?

“You know perfectly well where you’re at you petty little, no-good pile of manure! You are as stupid as a sheep. Your banner is right beside you, idiot!” Shebuwth looked down to where he had been sleeping and saw His banner that read, “IGNORANCE”.

“Aha…but Sir Pride, I swear I fell asleep at division 'BLINDED',” Shebuwth explained.

“Enough of your babble. You are not worth my time! Complain to someone who cares you dirty fool!”


Shebuwth began sharing his dream with the animals. “What do you think this means?” He would ask. The sheep were too stupid too know their left from their right. The lion’s pridl never took the time in helping a wreck like Shebuwth. He even asked an owl but all he said was, “if the truth always changed, it isn’t truth.” None of them could give him a direct answer, until he told the serpent. Again Shebuwth asked the serpent what he thought it meant.

The serpent told Shebuwth, “Don’t worry about it. I will take care of it, and make sure a conclusion is met about your dream.” After affirming Shebuwth the serpent went into the campsites of every division on the battle line and told them of Shebuwth’s dream. This caused an uproar in the battlefield. The whole army broke out in panic and chaos. Trumpets sounded in the air, and the army called for a Warfare Counsel’s meeting.


General Enemy raged furiously about useing his leviathan and burning half his crew of sinister wickedness to charcoal. “This cannot go on any longer,” he said at the Warfare Counsel’s meeting. He prepared the other leaders for their worst. Anger and strife filled the camp. General Enemy broke in, “If King Lieth finds out, we are done for! This cannot happen again. We will keep moving Shebuwth from site to site in his sleep, as we did last night. This will cause confusion in the fool’s head. With his stupidity he’ll never find out the Truth. Don’t worry wicked warriors! We will have victory!”


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