Microsoft Word - Spiritual Warfare, Angels and Demons.doc

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Noticing a man with a bedraggled
long beard, if you'd seen him anywhere else,
he would have appeared harmless... but I
knew it was him. Sitting next to him, I asked,
"So who are you?" "John," he smiled
innocently, almost as if grateful for the
attention. Heartbroken at seeing a shell of
humanity which no longer contained a heart,
I could see the broken dreams in his eyes.
Other investigators continued to
pursue Maxton who was holed up inside a
closet, but as they did, a small fight broke
out. Another homeless man had a bad cut
across his hand. Running towards him, I
gasped in shock. "Raymond?" I cried out,
"Oh, my God, it's you!" Raymond was a soul
I occasionally guardianed from above.
Bleeding badly, I ran into the bathroom to
find some toilet paper to clean him up. Not
as bad as I'd originally thought, I still cried,
because I was sad about Raymond's
homeless plight. "Do you remember me?" I
asked him, as I looked deeply into his eyes.
"Sure, I do, Odyssey, how you been?" "Don't
move." I said, as I prepared to implant him
with a seed of light. Looking surprised as he
saw the spark of light hovering above my
finger, I slowly reached to the center of his

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