The Battle

     As the angel drew his flaming sword, the demons trembled. The faceless figures of darkness cowered back into the shadows. Spreading its white wings, the shadow of its wings sent a covering over the woman who knelt in the center of the battlefield. Her eyes were tightly closed and her hands clasped together. Her voice was barely audible over the cry of the demons. Although quiet, her voice sent a pulse through the ground, shaking the war-torn battlefield. The figures of darkness crept closer seeking to destroy the woman whose words, although nothing special, were filled with authority because of the seal that adorned her forehead, the official seal of the King.

    The woman knelt in the middle of the room. The house was quiet except for the whispered utterance of her words. Tears slowly streamed down her face as she prayed fervently for the lives of her family. This woman prayed that her husband and her son would see the power of the King that saved her life, and their lives would be transformed by Him. Her family, although they walked in darkness for now, she prayed they would see the great Light of the Savior. Little did she know, as she prayed, she was engaged in a great battle. And although she couldn't see it, the spiritual battle that waged shook the farthest corners of the spiritual realm.

    Beside the woman now stood two men cloaked in darkness. The angel's wings that covered the woman did not cover these two men. The darkness that held them, bound their hands tightly behind their backs, and the legions of demons that surrounded the woman, and her family, tried desperately to drag these two back with them. But the warrior angel who stood guard next to them, with a great swing of its flaming sword, pushed the demons back. Unfortunately, the dark figures weren't about to give up these two, and pushed in harder. 

    A weight was laid heavy on the woman as she knelt in the middle of the room. Her hands were clasped so tightly that her knuckles were white. Although the weight made her want to collapse, she pressed on. "Please Lord," she whispered, "save my family from the realm of darkness."

    The King, as he watched this battle, commanded three of His mightiest warriors to go to the aid of the woman. Just as the angel that guarded the woman was almost overcome by the demons, the warriors sent by the King broke in, scattering the darkness. Encircling now the woman, and her family, with wings spread wide, the demons couldn't touch them. The battle waged hard, and with each new wave of darkness, the warriors of light fought them back. With a final swing of their swords, the figures of darkness retreated back into the dark. The battle was over. The King himself, walking onto the battlefield, came to the two cloaked in darkness. The family of the woman that knelt before Him. Reaching out His scarred hand, He gently placed it on the head of the boy. Immediately, the cloak of darkness fell away, like scales, and was replaced with a beaming light. Then, turning to the older man, the King did the same, and the cloak fell away from him as well. The two looked down at the ground ashamed of who they had once been. But being commanded to look up, the King lovingly gazed into their eyes and said, "You were bound in darkness, but now you are mine, Children of the Light."

    Something had changed. The weight had lifted. As an unexplainable peace washed over the woman, her hands came unclenched. But it wasn't until a gentle tap on her shoulder that she opened her eyes. Lifting her head she looked into the eyes of her son, whom she loved very much. His face, however, not physically changed, had a different demeanor than she had ever seen in him before. 

"What is it, son?" she asked.

"I need to tell you something," the boy started, "something has changed."

    The King then looked down at the woman who knelt at his feet. And with a smile, He blessed her. Then looking back at the two men that stood, now clothed in white, He sealed them with the same seal that the woman at His feet bore. Now turning to His warriors, "Back to the kingdom," He commanded, "Tonight we celebrate the victory we have won over the enemy!

THE END