Citizen Journalism with a Better Flavor
Volume XI, Issue XIII
He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.
He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;
Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.
Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.
Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;
There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.
For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.
They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.
Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.
Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.
He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.
With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation."
-- Psalm 91
But now Israel was at war. The modern nation of Israel had been born in 1948. Almost immediately the nations surrounding her attacked on all fronts. Miraculously, the small nation the size of New Jersey had survived. Again, in 1967, Israel was attacked by her neighbors. That war ended with her in possession of Judea, Samaria and the Sinai! But now enemies like Iran threatened to fire warheads into Israel. Seeking to take advantage of world chaos, the nations again rose up against the small country.
Missiles were in the air, a young woman officer informed her 'guests' as she escorted them to an underground bunker. "The 'Iron Dome' has been activated, but this is a full attack. Iranian ICBMs are on their way as I speak." Fred and Charles were unable to speak, but followed their guide down a long hallway to a windowless room with bunks in it. Had the two travelers been allowed to see a map of troop positions, they would have seen a massing for invasion from Syria, Jordan and Sinai.
So this is what fear tastes like," thought Charles. Fred pulled out the Notes to Priscilla and Aquilla book and spent the time in the shelter by delving into it. Charles' derisive remarks did not phase him. Death was a very real possibility as this little bunker was no match for what was likely headed their way. Was Israel launching a counter-attack?, they wondered aloud, but their tight-lipped handler said nothing. Indeed there were intense shaking and rumblings that rocked the shelter. For over a day and night they stayed there.
And then it was over. Their guide knocked on their door and announced that it was safe to come out of the bunker. She introduced herself as 'Sarah,' and said: "Come see what the Divine has done!"
The bright light of the desert sun blinded them as they surfaced. They made their way to the dining hall as Sarah explained that the missiles launched at her country had been stopped! 'Iron Dome' is good, but not good enough, to explain the survival of our people this day! All of our major cities stand unscathed!, as if they were covered by the wings of the Almighty! I am not one who has lived in fear of the Lord, I must confess, but I have no other explanation for it!"
Our enemies have not fared so well, as we indeed launched the counter-attack I was not at liberty to tell you about. Their is, I fear, much death and destruction in the lands that surround us. This was necessary to deter what our commanders felt would be a wave of attacks and we are grieved by this development, you must know." Indeed the 2060 war was at least as miraculous at the others had been. But Sarah was only telling the part of the story she knew. As she spoke, a new wind from the East was pushing away the fallout.
(to be continued) [click to read]
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