Mysteries Unveiled

Dear Jesus,

"Please help me, Lord. Help my friends understand what all of this is about. Connect them in the Spirit."

We bounded out of the mall, our shopping condo terminated.

I glanced out the window and could see John riding his Powerbike. He, having gained control over his initial angry and defensive stance, was now moving his lips inconspicuously in prayer. A royal priest indeed! I smiled to myself.

Grace and Pris went home but gave me signals that they would be praying.

The rest of us rode silently in the car.

I switched on my data and sent a message to our Holy Priesthood group. It was a simple message: Watch and pray!

They all, except, John and Gen, who were driving, acknowledged the reception.

I wondered in my spirit why the demon couldn't tell that I was strong light.

"It can't tell. I have blinded it momentarily," you said.

I smiled. Perfect setup.

Dad was in church when we arrived, praying on the altar.