Love Project

By Nick Zamfir

A guardian angel is sent to Earth to collect information and write reports on the conflict occurring between the Kingdom of Heaven and the Kingdom of Darkness. What he sees is depressing until a young girl with the ability to see and hear angels accepts to read these reports and, in the process, learns about her forgotten status of royalty in the Kingdom of Heaven. Compelled by the great needs she sees all around her, she starts using her royal position to make a difference in people’s lives. Although very successful in her mission, what she triggers will take her by surprise, leaving even the reporting guardian angel in awe.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Austin Macauley Publishers
• Release date: Mar 31, 2021
• ISBN: 9781528958554

Nick Zamfir

Nick Zamfir is the founder and president of Abiding in Christ Ministries based in Orlando, Florida. Zamfir has a bachelor’s degree in theology from Babes-Bolyai University, Cluj-Napoca, Romania, and has a minor in marriage counselling. He and his wife, Doina, have been married for 33 years and have a 31-year-old son, Alin, and a 27-year-old daughter, Kristina. They have lived in the Orlando for the past 14 years. After accumulating writing experience as a religious columnist for a newspaper, Nick is now writing his fifth book. He also preaches, authors textbooks, and teaches in a school of ministry, and is in his final preparation for an Internet-based television ministry focused on positive, life-changing programs for youth and young adults, and for the non-professing Christian community.

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Love Project

Nick Zamfir

Austin Macauley Publishers

Love Project

About the Author

Dedication

Copyright Information ©

Acknowledgement

Rebekah, the Gifted Girl

A New Beginning in a Public Bathroom

A Planned Coincidence

Heaven Before War Broke Out

These Amazing Spiritual Creatures

Hush, Keep Quiet, It’s Time to Sleep

A New Midday Light Crenol Begins for Them

The War of the Galaxy

The Prophecy of the Unthinkable

The Briefing That Changed the History Forever

Confronted with a Huge Surprise

ABBA Knew It and Informed Everyone

Michael’s Visit with Helay’thia

Worship – A New Approach

He Was the First among All Angels to Fully Agree with ABBA

The Ideological War

Ready for War

The Convocation at the Glassy Sea

How Does It Feel to Go Against Your Own Nature?

Standing Before ABBA to Accuse

The Verdict of the Almighty Monarch

The War in the Third Heaven

Back to Their Normal Supernatural

Downcast She’ol and Uplift Creation

Down in She’ol

Resuming Creation

A New Creation

Darkness in She’ol

Heaven’s Second Projection on Earth’s Creation

Changes in She’ol

The Third Day on Earth Viewed from Heaven

Hyperactive She’ol

Heavens of Joy

The Fourth Day

Anger Builds up in She’ol

The Kingdom of Light Celebrates Life

She’ol Is Ready

The Fall

Home Sweet Home

The Master of Deceit

A Gain That Cost More Than Anticipated

Another Gain That Cost More Than Anticipated

There Is a Party in She’ol

Adam’s and Eve’s Austere Life

Pressed by Time

Going His Own Way

Cain’s Judgment Day

Hope Revived

Grocery Line, Again

Better Versus Evil

The Evil Forces Versus the Better Ones

We Are What Our Moral Convictions Are

What Was It Like to Be a Sethite

Going Back Home

At Every Intervention We Made a Booboo

Samyaza and His 200 Guardians

Expecting the Surprise Visit

The Newly Born Lord of Enoch City

Glorious Mountain Dreadful Defeat

A Sethite in Love

A Temporary Victory

Heavenly Dwellers on Earth

Samyaza’s Camp

Progress

Anhely Makes the First Step

Dinner Is Served

Back to His Roots

Is Greed Greater Than Love

Samyaza, the Benefactor

The Nephilim

The First Forbidden Romance

The Fish Bite

Being Willing to Sacrifice All; That Was All They Wanted to See

Love Is Not Lust

Satan Doesn’t Like When Samyaza Takes a Break

First Kidnapping Attempt Ever Recorded

The Prohibited Wedding

A Girl Was Born

A Baby Nephilim Is Born

There Had to Be an Internal Conflict

A Fallen Guardian on a Fallen Horse

Acting into Believing

Why Not

The Abomination in the Prophet’s House

When History Repeats Itself, Things Only Get Worse

Gibborim, the Son of a Scientifically Minded Angel

The Day on Which Abbahalael Confronted Her Husband

The Way Gibborim’s Mother Survived Her Deception

The Healing Prayer Training Continues

Kayluette’s Good Life Back Home

The Gibborim

Gibborim Makes His Appearance at the Observation Post

A Call from a Forgotten Past

Watchael’s Observation Report

The GC – The Gibborim Girls

He Hoped He Would Pleasantly Surprise Them, and He Was Right

The Gain Came with Huge Costs

Mutants Annihilation by a Flood

The Mortal Man That Did Not See Death

Antarctica Research Laboratory

When the Anointing Is Manifest

Flood Was Prophesied for Three Generations

The Annihilation of Corrupt Flesh

The Last Few Days Before the Last Day

Giants from the Ark

Audio Recording

Free at Last

Abducting the Trojan Horse

About the Author

Nick Zamfir is the founder and president of Abiding in Christ Ministries based in Orlando, Florida.

Zamfir has a bachelor’s degree in theology from Babes-Bolyai University, Cluj-Napoca, Romania, and has a minor in marriage counselling. He and his wife, Doina, have been married for 33 years and have a 31-year-old son, Alin, and a 27-year-old daughter, Kristina. They have lived in the Orlando for the past 14 years.

After accumulating writing experience as a religious columnist for a newspaper, Nick is now writing his fifth book. He also preaches, authors textbooks, and teaches in a school of ministry, and is in his final preparation for an Internet-based television ministry focused on positive, life-changing programs for youth and young adults, and for the non-professing Christian community.

Dedication

I dedicate this book to my beautiful, loving wife, Doina, who stood by me in the worst of times, always encouraging me to remain faithful to God in spite of the repercussions brought to our family; and to my beloved children, Kristina and Alin.

Copyright Information ©

Nick Zamfir (2021)

The right of Nick Zamfir to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Acknowledgement

With utmost gratitude to Professor William Van Grit, PhD, for his unselfish dedication to seeing this book in the hands of readers.

Rebekah, the Gifted Girl

A New Beginning in a Public Bathroom

Seriously, can I have some privacy? How many times before have we had this discussion?

My mission is to protect you from any type of satanic activity and nothing you do is off limits.

The girl resigned herself to this with a grin and a gesture typical of her.

She flushes the toilet very often. I guess it is a habit of her, he thought to himself, and perhaps I should not pay much attention to every routine in her life.

The girl stuck her head from the bathroom’s stall door and looked at him. When she finally discovered him standing by the window, she asked, Who are you? I have not seen you before.

I am Helay’thia, your ministering angel sent to replace the previous one.

Where is Shayliel? What happened to him?

He got his midnight break. From now on, I will minister to you. But how is it possible that you see me? I made sure my bio nephesh speed is kept to an invisible level. Yet you see me and hear me.

Yup, Mom says it is a family gift that can be traced back to many generations.

Helay’thia heard the sound of water being flushed down the toilet.

It is my first assignment. I thought this was going to be boring, but this gift of yours makes way more fun.

With a grim, the girl ignored his remark. She lifted both of her fists in a gesture of angry frustration. It might be fun for him, but that’s not how she felt about it.

So, my previous, personal angel, Shayliel, did not tell you anything about my gift? Did he keep it a secret? Let me guess; he let you discover this by yourself. She posted the question with obvious sarcasm in her voice, as to say, Ha! What a bunch of amateurs.

There was more flushing. Helay’thia waited until the noise of the water replenishing the water tank had subsided before responding.

None of the personal or ministering angels to principalities of the Kingdom is allowed to share any information with anyone but the Father.

Principalities? Am I royalty or something and I did not receive the memo? Wow! Lately Shayliel kept calling me princess, but I thought he did it because it is a trend to call a girl princess.

No, it is not a trend. Let me guess. He started to call you princess ever since you accepted Christ as your Saviour and you were saved.

He was silent for a second, awaiting a sort of confirmation that never came. Then he continued as if he got it.

Ever since you were saved, royal status was conferred on you.

That’s something new! I must have…

The sound of water being flushed covered her last few words.

The entrance to the bathroom door opened and a woman in her sixties, dressed as if she came straight from the cover of Fashion Magazine entered. She turned on the faucet and washed her hands looking intensively at her own image in the mirror.

Meanwhile, Rebekah continued her conversation with the angel as if the woman’s presence made no difference.

Ever since I was a child, I could see you guys, all of you. At first it was scary. I thought something was wrong with me because nobody else seemed to be able to see you except for me. Then, after a while, I got used to it. But, man, how many are you? You are everywhere! Everywhere I turn, I see you. At times I think there are more of you on Earth than people!

It seems that way, doesn’t it? Let me see. For each person on Earth, there is a guardian angel. Then there are the Book of Remembrance scribes, the ministering angels sent on special assignments for those who are saved. Next, the angels in charge of holding back large conflicts so that they do not lead to war, and many other angels on special missions. It looks like you are right. I did not realise that until now. There are more of us here on Earth than there are people. You’re right.

He spoke the last words with some surprise in his voice not because of the realisation of the magnitude of the Kingdom involvement and operation on Earth but because unexpectedly a guardian angel just dropped in.

Watchael?! What a surprise. How can I help you if I may ask?

Help? None. I am here only with my routine observation task. Please go on.

Any particular interest here?

Do you mean here as in a bathroom or here on Earth?

I mean Rebekah.

When Helay’thia said that he was pointing to Rebekah. With her head out through the bathroom stall’s door’s opening and with her big eyes measuring up this newly landed giant angel, Rebekah was all ears.

Yes, she is the reason why I am here. I am making a follow-up report on the activity of the people with special charismas. Rebekah is one of the few individuals that have the gift of seeing and hearing us. She carries the genes of Lashem, the first man on Earth who had that gift. It existed for many generations and yet none of them seem to appreciate it.

Hello! I hate it when you guys speak about me in my presence as if I am not here! Remember? You were supposed to be invisible, not me. But I am right here, and I can see and hear you.

The lady in her sixties exited quickly and looked back at Rebekah as if to say, Someone is out of her mind over here.

Really? Because you do not impress me as someone who is aware of her royal gift. It does not look like you hear and see us. Or at least let me say if you do, it does not seem to make any difference to you.

Helay’thia was shocked when he observed Watchael’s tone and demeanour. He looked very unhappy with Rebekah, to say the least.

But anyway, said Watchael as he turned from Rebekah to the angel to continue their conversation.

I have to follow up on the persons who inherited this talent from generation to generation commencing with Lashem of West Eden until now. My observation is that every generation recognised this gift. Some were even proud of it while others considered it a curse, but none of them put it in service of the Kingdom.

When Watchael said that, he turned his face toward Rebekah. Bold, the latter suffered, as it were, the intensity of his look. For a moment she felt invaded as if he used her eyes to access her mind and heart, the only places Rebekah still felt confident have remained private with no angelic intrusion.

But none of them ever reasoned, why is it that ABBA gave me this gift? It is astounding how people take for granted every gift ABBA gives them.

The girl left the bathroom area and washed her hands while examining her hair in the mirror. Although appearing busy, truth is Rebekah paid close attention to the conversation of the angels.

Rebekah was astonished. Her view about her ability to see angels was that she had an inherited anomaly she needed to deal with. She thought of it more like a curse than a gift. That’s true, but to see angels watching you even in the most private moments of your day-to-day life was not fun. Then it was her inability to understand the reason behind everything else she saw them do, such as their fights with demons, their going and coming, their arrivals and departures. That was rather confusing to her. But now that she understood that is more to it than simply seeing angels, she could see the gift in an entirely new and different light. Seeing the unlimited benefits and possibilities her gift offers, somehow, she felt special to possess such an unusual talent.

Meanwhile, Watchael and Helay’thia continued their talk while completely ignoring Rebekah’s presence.

Hello, stop acting as if I am not here, said Rebekah impatiently. Yes, I am guilty of considering the gift a curse at first, but it grew on me. I am beginning to appreciate it more and more.

An almost imperceptible smile appeared on Watchael’s face.

Who is this Lashem? And who is this ABBA you say gave me the gift? And what does my gift have to do with him?

ABBA is the great I AM, the God of all creation, your Maker and Redeemer. He is your Father.

Oh, you are speaking of God the Father?

Yes, I do.

Ah, OK, and who is Lashem?

Lashem is one of your ancestors. He lived thousands of years ago on the West side of Eden. He was the first in human history to have the gift of seeing and hearing angels. Your family inherited this gift and now you have it too.

Cool. Henceforth, you are my official Ancestor.com. Was Lashem a man or a woman?

Taken by surprise, Watchael tried to figure out what she meant by Ancestors.com.

He was a man. Why?

I thought this talent passed from generation to generation on the women’s side of our family.

Indeed, for the last thousand years this was the way how it happened, but in the beginning this gift was transferred to men only. However, since they have not used it at all according to the purpose for which it was given, ABBA decided to confer it on the women’s side of your family and here you are. You are the one who has it.

And mom and grandma?

Yes, they too. But, as I mentioned, no one used it for the glory of God, and so far, you haven’t either.

Did you meet Lashem, my ancestor in person? What kind of a man was he?

Yes, I did. I wrote a detailed report about him. He was a true man, a man of principles, a righteous man, a man full of commitment, love, and forgiveness. He was special.

Did you say you wrote a report on him?

Yes, I did.

Can I see it?

All of it? No, you can’t. It is classified.

After Watchael said that, he suddenly realised there was a way to share it with her, at least its declassified edition.

I can show you the parts of the report that are not classified.

What do you mean by classified?

Well, in my reports I write things that everyone sees, the visible part of people’s life, mentioning their obvious intentions or thoughts when that is the case. That portion is not classified. However, I also record their hidden thoughts, their plans and intentions, their emotional connections and involvement as I access them from the Book of Remembrance. That part is classified.

Fine, so I can read about Lashem? Was he happy with his gift?

He was surprised at first, but then he began to use it more and more for the benefit of people in his community. He discovered he could see angels on the day he was asked to pay an unexpected dowry for the girl he wanted to marry, Anhely.

Can I read that?

Rebekah was now walking towards her car in the parking area, with her right hand deep into her purse seeking for her keys, while holding an Italian donut in her mouth.

The guardian angel stretched out his right hand and a device like a virtual tablet appeared as an extension of his arm. Then he looked at it for a second, touched a couple of keys and handed it to Rebekah.

For few second, she was in shock. The device itself looked so technologically advanced and so ‘virtual,’ that she was asking herself, if she reaches to take it, would she really be able to hold it in her hands, because to her it looked more as a hologram than a physical device. Then, she continued her train of thoughts, Even if I can hold it, which of the two hand should I use? One was busy holding the purse and the key chain, the other hand was holding the donut, the umbrella, and the bag with the takeout. With precipitated moves Rebekah gather all items in her left hand freeing her right hand. Then she reached to receive the device.

Hm, she thought, light but definitely solid, not a hologram for sure.

Now that I made it ready for you please take a look. This is the portion of the report I was talking about.

As he pointed on the screen to the particular area, the fonts of the name of Lashem grew gigantically on the screen and for a second Rebekah had the sensation that she entered Lashem’s world, saw him, and witnessed his hunting expedition. Next second she was back in the parking lot holding the tablet in her hand, being flanked on both sides by the two angels. She was surprised but not frightened by the experience. If anything, now she was more excited about the chance she was offered than she ever been for any challenge before. Though she had seen angels all her life, there in this public parking lot, it was the first time she deservedly interacted with them and she kind of liked that. Changing her attitude towards them paid off. This was a new beginning for her.

Quickly, she found herself lost in Lashem’s story.

Lashem was summoned to show up at the council’s tent. He had never been there, and the envoy said nothing about the reason why he had to appear there. He got ready quickly and headed for the tent in Seth’s land down by the river.

At his arrival he saw Anhely and her mother Sheanhely waiting outside the tent. He greeted them and went straight ahead to enter the council’s tent. At the door he was stopped and asked to wait. He obeyed.

From distance Anhely’s face looked cried and tire. Lashem felt his heart aching for her. What’s the matter he couldn’t tell but seeing her there was an indication that this meeting has something to do with their love for each other, maybe even his marriage proposal.

Anhely’s father exited the tent seeking for his family. You can tell he was avoiding looking his daughter in the eyes. The doorman approached Lashem inviting him to enter.

Seth was presiding the meeting. At his right hand starting with the oldest to the youngest were the patriarchs of their clan, Enosh, Kenan, Mahalalel, Jared, and Enoch, together with seven elders from amongst their families. They were respected men in their communities, people with high spiritual and moral standards and full of the Spirit of ABBA. Through them supernatural powers were manifested. They walked in full dominion over nature, diseases, and all the works of Satan. They were feared by Satan and esteemed by guardians, and yet, they lived humbly, a life like everybody else’s, serving their fellow men’s best interest.

Seth warmly welcomed Lashem. His warm smile apace Lashem’s heart a little, though he was still struggling to understand what was going on.

You’ve visited with Anhely and her family few days ago. Is that true?

Yes indeed, Lashem said timid.

While there, Sheanhely asked if you were serious about marrying Anhely and you responded you were. Is that true?

Yes!

Is that still the case?

Yes, it is.

Our custom requires that you pay a dowry to the parents of the girl when you ask her in marriage.

Yes, I know, and I…

Anhely’s parents wanted this to be done in front of the elders. Would you mind if we invite them in, and hear what the dowry they require is?

Not at all. If it is only a matter of dowry that means they agree to give us the blessing. That’s really a great news for me.

Seth made a gesture to the doorman and everyone’s attention was directed towards it. Due to this commotion it seemed no one heard the last sentence of Lashem, except Enoch. He smiled at him with approval.

The family entered. First the father walked in, then the mother followed by the very shy, but beautiful, Anhely. Their eyes met for a second, enough to leave him the impression that she was embarrassed, or ashamed or…

Is she embarrassed to marry me, Lashem asked himself.

His heart shrank at the thought. Even though he tried hard to contain it that thought led to a very high level of insecurity that became visible in his body posture. His hands became restless in his lap, his eyes went down and for few seconds he felt all his blood coming up flooding his head. Realising the circumstances, he composed himself enough to be able to go along with the meeting. His heart however, felt as if it was stubbed, severely wounded, and burning.

Now that we are all here, we can start, said Seth. He lifted his hands and blessed the people that had gathered. Then, without any introduction he spoke directly to the young lady with an investigative tone:

Anhely, do you share the love this man has for you?

Anhely raised her eyes, looked directly at Seth boldly and proudly, and replied, Yes, I do.

Lashem sensed a warm and fuzzy feeling in his heart.

She is not embarrassed to marry me, he concluded. So, what is the secret? What is she feeling ashamed of then? He was committed to do anything in his power to resolve the embarrassing matter at any cost.

Meanwhile, Seth continued his interrogation.

Anhely, are you willing and ready to marry him?

Yes, I am.

Seth turned his face toward Anhely’s parents.

Nolan and Sheanhely, you requested that we witness your discussion about the dowry Lashem is to give you for your daughter. We are now here to witness this event. Please go ahead.

Nolen and Sheanhely looked at each other for a fraction of a second. With an almost invisible move of her head and a blink in her eyes, Sheanhely signal him to go ahead.

Lashem, we have many children, and we think Anhely stands out like a star among them. She loves ABBA, she is honest and pure, strong and hardworking. She is beautiful and loving, more loving and caring than anyone we know. We planned she will take care of us when we grow old. So, her husband-to-be must accept this task as well when we get old. Will you be willing to do that?

Lashem exhaled as if a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He thought that receiving their blessing would be much harder than this.

Yes, it would be a special honour for me to take care of you when the need arrives. I promise this here and now before the Almighty God and in the presence of the elders of our people.

Then turning his head to Anhely, he added, I will love and support Anhely in all she does.

Nolen then continued to speak as if what he wanted to say had been on his mind for a long time. He wanted to just say it and end the pain of holding it back.

We also require that the dowry for Anhely will include all you possess without exception. Everything you have will become ours on the day you take our daughter to be your wife. You will need to leave your property on the day of your wedding. You and Anhely will have to find a place for yourselves. You will have to make your livelihood somewhere else together.

There was mumbling, murmuring, and restlessness in the room after Nolen said that.

But Dad…

Nolen interrupted Anhely’s words with a disapproving look.

We have never heard of such a thing, said Seth.

We have heard of very expensive dowries paid before, but we have never heard of anyone asking the bridegroom to give all he has. Why would you do that for?

It will be our security deposit that when we get old, we will indeed be taken care of, said Nolen with a tone indicating they had made this decision and there would be no change.

Besides, there is no rule prohibiting such a demand, is there?

Seth was forced to admit that Nolen was right. There were no limits set for a dowry. Lacking stronger argument to appeal the request, he lowered his eyes and awaited Lashem’s reaction.

For a second, Anhely raised her eyes and looked at Lashem with the same embarrassment he showed earlier. Now he understood its true meaning.

Finally, the voices calmed down in the tent. One by one all faces turned towards Lashem. His eyes were staring at the ground before him. Slowly a smile came on his face.

Seth respected Lashem’s quietness for a while and then addressed him cautiously, trying not to make him feel pressured to accept Nolen’s request.

Lashem, what is your response to their request? You should not feel obligated to give them everything. I am certain we can discuss this further until we can all reach an agreement. We really think they are taking advantage of you.

Seth’s eyes looked with reproach at the two parents. Then came Lashem’s unexpected reply.

I will be glad to do it.

Lashem was now all smiles. There was joyfulness in his demeanour, ecstasy deeper than lips, cheerfulness coming from within, exuberant and contagious. Everyone was stunned.

Why will you agree with such a greedy dowry? Seth posted the question with a confused look on his face.

Yesterday I visited Adam and Eve, he said. When everyone heard these two names, all became solemnly quiet.

Eve told me that what is important in life is love. Everything else facilitates it or opposes it. However, true love endures forever no matter the circumstances. In this case all I possess facilitates my love for Anhely, and I praise the Lord who gave me everything, that I have the means to do it.

He turned to Anhely’s parents and with joy in his heart he said, Everything is yours from now on.

Then looking at Anhely, he let comforting words flow from his heart.

Do not let your heart be troubled. Your parents asked me a high price because among all the people on Earth they know best how precious you are! They asked what they thought was a fair price for what you are worth. But if you were to ask me that question, you are worth a thousand times more than that. I want all here to know how priceless you are. I am just glad they did not ask me what your true value is. Then I would have been in real trouble, for there is nothing so valuable on Earth that I could pay for you. The livelihood of ten lifetimes would not be sufficient to pay for you.

He looked at her for a while as if to say, I love you more than my own life. Then he went to Nolen and Sheanhely and bowed down to the ground showing his profound respect toward them.

May I call you Mom and Dad? Both parents nodded their heads in approval. You could see they were apprehensive and shocked.

Mom and Dad, thank you for bringing up Anhely so beautifully. You did a great job. I wish my wealth were much greater than what it is now because you deserve much, much more than the best reward this entire world could give you for your parenting. There is no girl like Anhely in the whole world, and she is what she is because of your hard work. You are the best. I promise to respect, love, and protect you with all my might.

After that, he got up, took off his sandals and handed them to Nolen. In response, the latter did the same. Then both of them put them on their own feet according to custom. This act of sandals-exchanged in the presence of community leaders sealed their covenant.

Outside the tent, the eyes of the two met again. Lost-like in each other’s eyes, they were celebrating their love. Anhely was overwhelmed by how much he appreciated her. Lashem was amazed to discover that it was not that hard after all to get the most wonderful girl in the world marry him.

Guardian angel, Shirloim smiled with the satisfaction of a job well done. He was ready to jump to his next assignment. As he walked away in the direction of the forest from which he had come, he glanced back at the group gathered around the tent. Lashem was the only one following him with his eyes.

Oops! I guess he saw me, Shirloim said smiling. Hmmm, that is unusual! Lashem must have a special gift or something. He was not supposed to see me. No one was supposed to see me. I am invisible to man’s eyes.

So, angels are really going around doing good things, Lashem said to himself. This Guardian angel reaction made it clear that we saw each other. It must be him that send my neighbour to talk with me last night. Now I know why he came over ‘out of the blue’ to share with me his story. He looked around making sure nobody saw him and with slow motion whispered to the guardian angel, Thank you!

Shirloim saw his lips moving and understood his words. He lifted his arm as to say, you’re welcome, and waving his hand goodbye, smiled, and vanished. His departure took him far away from Seth’s camp all the way to the frozen continent of the Earth, but he surely planned to return. There was some unfinished business among the Seth clan he would need to take care of later.

As Lashem turned back towards the crowd, he promised to himself, From now on, I am going to be more attentive to their presence. It may be an opportunity for me to serve the Lord with this gift he gave me.

I, Guardian Angel, Watchael must confess how much of an impact had on me to see Lashem’s willingness to give away everything he had for his love. When ABBA first informed us about creating people in His image —the Love Project as he likes to call it, I could not necessarily see its benefit for our Kingdom. But in moments like these, when I witnessed unconditional love manifested by His creatures, my respect for ABBA goes up a thousand-fold. I could see why he is so committed to this project. There is something special about the human race. Of all creation, human race reflects ABBA’s loving character the most. You are manifesting and fight for love under the most adverse circumstances. As angels, we can only approve your call to belong to royalty in the Kingdom of our God. You were rightfully granted the role you are to play in our Heavenly Kingdom. When you guys — the redeemed ones — will be taken to Heaven, you will not enter it as eligible refugees from a desolate planet, you will be welcomed to the Kingdom as members of the royal family of the Great Monarch our God ABBA.

By the time Rebekah had finished reading the report, she was hooked. He looked at her with curiosity, trying to grasp the effect the reading had on her.

Can I have the full report you have on us?

Her eyes were watery, but she tried hard to hide it.

Do you mean your family? Watchael asked.

No, I mean the full report you have on the human race. All you could share.

Yes, I think I can arrange that, but the story of humankind started long before creation. Are you interested in that part too?

Yes, I am.

Watchael took back the device from her hands, and with almost robotic motions, selected the report on the screen, and handed it back to Rebekah.

You will have quite a reading to do tonight. I hope you will enjoy it. You will need to get into it so you can get something out of it.

Rebekah couldn’t understand the part about getting into it but concluded it was a figurative speech of heavenly origins. Watchael turned around ready to depart. Then he made a gesture as to say, I have forgotten to mention, kept quiet for few seconds and then he added, I must say, this reading will be quite different than every other you have experienced. When it happens just go with it; it will be fun. Watchael’s last comments were even more puzzling than the initial one, but Rebekah promised herself to keep an open-mind attitude; after all, she was dealing with angels and supernatural is in its element around them.

Rebekah did not spend any time with her family that night. She went straight to her room and prepared herself for a night of reading. She was so excited. This was not an eBook she bought from Amazon Kindle, one of those fiction books people write. This was a faithful account about events and people written by the angel who was an eyewitness. As she delved in her reading, she was taken by surprise by it; after a while, she agreed, it was more an experience than what she would call reading. She then realised the true meaning of Watchael’s counsel, When it happens just go with it; it will be fun.

A Planned Coincidence

I am Guardian Watchael, a field officer of the Bureau of Evidence Preservation and Evaluation (BEPE) of the Third Heaven. A case has been opened in our department studying the events that led to the War in Heaven focusing on Lucifer and Jesus and His Father. My job with BEPE is to acquire and preserve pieces of evidence produced by both parties and to provide the proofs to the Jury that will deliberate on the case.

BEPE is run by the Department of Kingdom Justice (DKJ). It is part of the newly established Jury of Elected Angel Division (JEAD). The DKJ’s Second Division is currently inactive. It will be activated as soon as the redeemed arrive for their crenol – their thousand years in Heaven. During that time people will also have full access to the pieces of evidence we now collect, and they will corroborate them with their own experiences and their own diligent research of everyman’s individual Books of Remembrance.

I am one of the few angels in Heaven that did not get involved in any of Lucifer’s meetings and kept myself away from any of his political activity. As far as I am aware, I have always been and remained apolitical.

When I accepted this assignment, I thought it would become my focus for one or two crenols, and then I would be able to resume my usual work as a guardian within the Kingdom. However, fourteen crenols have passed and I am still working on this assignment.

Our Division was formed shortly after the war in heaven. ABBA charged Archangel Gabriel to establish a Jury of Elected Angels (JEA) commissioned to examine all information regarding the conflict in the Third Heaven and its aftermath effects and come up with an independent report and verdict.

During Lucifer’s campaign among the angels in Heaven, he uttered various accusations against ABBA and His Son and the plan of creation. Certain accusations were fantasies and lies and everybody took them for what they were, but others were cunning enough to leave some questions in the minds of the angels that heard them. Some angels were easily persuaded by Lucifer, some saw the treachery of his claims and rejected them, and yet others remained undecided. The hesitant angels continued to serve the Throne of God faithfully, but deep in their hearts, they struggled to decide who was right and who was wrong in this conflict. It was for these angels as well as for the benefit of all creation that ABBA decreed the formation of the Jury of Elected Angels.

To guarantee full participation and transparency it was decided that the members of the Jury would be elected during an open session of the Assembly of Angels. Representatives of all angelic orders were present, and everyone had the right to nominate four of its members in the Jury of Elected Angels. Once the Jury was formed, they were assigned to examine all the evidence regarding the parties involved in the preliminary conflict, also the events of the aftermath. They would pronounce two verdicts, one on Lucifer, and one on ABBA and the Morning Star.

The JEA is a totally independent branch of the DKJ and reports only to the Assembly of the Angels in full session. The twelve JEA agents do not have the authority to intervene in any way and in any event witnessed and recorded unless special authorisation is given. If deemed necessary, they can make special requests to the parties involved to bring clarity to their position in specific circumstances. However, their role is solely to collect proofs to observe, to file, and report their findings to JEA.

One of the many privileges JEA officers enjoy is the free access to every individual Book of Remembrances, an Extended 3D Cropping (E3DC) of all events that occurred. That pretty much permits us to eyewitness a specific event by travelling to another falia – a parallel, but a different layer of the present time. (I am aware now that humans refer to other falia as past or future.) Once there, we gain access to the reasoning and intentions of the minds of those involved in any degree in the event. The fact that angels have this privileged access is without precedent in the Kingdom; until now this was exclusively ABBA’s prerogative. But now all twelve members of JEA can see, read, and hear the hidden things of the hearts and minds of people in the same way ABBA does.

The Book of Remembrance contains and will contain all the facts regarding collective consciousness at a special instant, the thoughts in the minds of those involved, the emotions and motives in their hearts and minds, and the same specifics for anyone implicated in the event to any degree. It was basically a snapshot of information concerning a special occurrence that preserved a cropped copy of it live in the manner in which ABBA himself would have recorded in his own memory. Only ABBA knows the thoughts, hearts, minds, the hidden intention of everyone, and all things done in secret, and he created the Book of Remembrance with the same features, for an accurate, reliable, and complete recording of facts. Because it included such detailed information, all of the Books of Remembrance were directly controlled by ABBA and his government. Accessing them was allowed only with ABBA’s permission. The most probable use of these books would be if evidence were needed during a judicial case in the Court of Heaven, and thus now it came very handy for all JEA members.

Ever since I began using the Book of Remembrance, I concluded that it takes more than just being an eyewitness to an event to determine who is wrong and who is right. Without access to the minds and hearts of the characters involved, being an eyewitness will only enable you to judge people based on appearances. When we witness the thought of the minds of the persons involved, however, we can judge and undoubtedly reach a just verdict. Fallen angels and fallen human beings alike conceal in their hearts their true intentions, plans, thoughts, motives, loyalties, and identities. The E3DC, however, provides us here at JEA with a full insight about every event, thus securing a decision based on the truth.

Now, after collecting so many pieces of evidence on this Archangel Lucifer, and after watching him carry on his business, I concluded that he is a fool. I am surprised to see his success in deceiving so many of our angels and so many humans. Lucifer’s claims and arguments were so outrageously foolish and false from the beginning that it should have been an easy task for anyone to see it. Nonetheless, some among the intelligences of Heaven – angels, failed to recognise the craftiness of all suggestions and insinuations of Lucifer. On the other hand, you people, the intelligent beings of Earth continue to hesitate about this matter, every generation failing to make up its mind once and for all and call this outlaw, Lucifer, an imposter.

Lucifer was cast out of Heaven and his voice is no longer heard there. On Earth, however, it appears that all you people hear and unfortunately delight in, is listening to his voice. He makes a lot of noise, trumpeting his lies and inspiring fear that leads to distress, division, and war. He keeps you busy with the problems at hand so that you have no time to explore the real thing – life as it is supposed to be. And being so busy to make a life for yourselves you are surprised of reaching your old age, the eighties and the nineties. Sadly, the ultimate price you people pay is never experiencing and exploring real life, the life prepared for you by ABBA.

The truth is there is much more than what meets the eye in God’s plan for you all. He does not only offer you a path to salvation and a place in our Heaven. His aim is to restore you to your initial condition, the original status you used to have on the day of creation. You, human beings, you are to play an infinitely greater role in our Kingdom than just reintegrating in it. You are the Royalty of Heaven, the Principalities of the Kingdom, the Children of my King, the Rulers of Earth on behalf of ABBA. Still, who among you accept your royal status and live like royal children of the Kingdom?

Humans, while we, the angels of Heaven are in awe of your heavenly rank, you despise it in ignorance and continue to lead your lives pursuing insignificant goals. You walk away as defeated victims from the same battlefield where your brother Jesus – our Morning Star – gained the victory on your behalf. You are the Children of the Almighty, yet you live every day as destitute orphans.

Thus, I concluded that the main crime you people commit is not sinning, but the indifference with which you overlook all the Heavenly Monarchy has so generously done paying a high price to regain for you.

I want to help you change that. I would like to provide you with the information you must have in order to accept your heavenly rank. I would like you to reign as a prince or princess through the One who endowed you with royal power and authority.

Come and witness the events that brought about your current condition.

After reading this introduction to the report, Rebekah had the feeling that meeting Watchael today, and being offered to read this report was not a simple coincidence. It was evident that he wrote his account with the intent that not only angels but people would also read it.

So, Watchael planned to have it read at least by some of us. Anyway, I should be honoured to be selected to read it! The thing that so far impresses me the most is our principality position, our royal status in the Kingdom of God. This was never clarified to me as well as Watchael did here in his report.

With renewed motivation, Rebekah perused account after account. She quickly observed how during her reading, it looks like her imagination picks up the scenes depicted in the report and she sensed as if she were there invisible to the characters, eye witnessing the events. There were times when she could barely say if she was reading or straight beholding those events. It felt like the words were not there to be read but to be lived and experienced.

Heaven Before War Broke Out

These Amazing Spiritual Creatures

Even though there exist several angelic orders in Heaven, Seraphim, Cherubim, Thrones, Powers, Archangels, Guardians, and Angels, when I refer to angels in this report, I use the generic name of ‘angels’ unless I specifically mention their order.

There is music all around in Heaven, but we, angels, exclusively perceive what we need to hear. The sound of music stays with us as long as we access it.

The angelic beings hear the music with their body ears located all over their bodies. By contrast, their ear lobes process a specific frequency only, the frequency of ABBA’s voice. When they talk among themselves, they use a high frequency that only their body ears can hear it. When ABBA communicates with them, His voice utilises a very low spectrum of frequency that only their ear lobes can hear it. Angels see with every part of their being, each one of their body-eyes independently zooming in and out. They watch their surroundings in every direction at any given time using SPS – spherical perception sight. Even the soles of their feet can see. It is one of the reasons why they love transparent, illuminated, and coloured floors. That is why the streets of Heaven are made of glossy gold. In contrast with their body-eyes, the ocular globes of their eyes, however, gaze only at ABBA. And as far as they can remember, they gaze upon ABBA’s face only once so far – on the day of their creation. In that one look, a biological love for ABBA was born in their beings, just the way maternal love for her baby is biologically born in her whole being the moment she gazes with joy at her new-born baby. Having ocular eyes, however, is a continuous testimony for them that at one point they will be seeing ABBA face to face again. Oh, what a wonderful perspective that is.

Angels were created from fire. When ABBA originated them, he replaced one of the four elements of fire, the combustion element as you know it here on Earth, with the inconsumable life element that animates them. Without combustion their bodies of fire became eternal. When ABBA breathed nephesh (the life of the Spirit) into their nostrils letting The7Spirits (the Spirit of God) enter their firing beings, they came to life. With The7Spirits inside them, they became pure, righteous, holy, and alive!

Time in Heaven is measured in units called ‘everlasting’. An everlasting is made up of ten equal crenols each lasting a thousand years. Every fourth crenol Heaven calls it quarter annum. It is then time for all the Sons of God to come to a reunion. It commences with a special meeting of the Archangels and the Guardians and finishes with a general celebration.

Nobody keeps count of their age in Heaven. The passing of the years makes no difference in their bodies whatever, except for an increase in the angels’ life experience itself.

During the first crenol – the midnight crenol, angels’ repose, everyone in their abode. Well, there is one exception, though, one of the four leaders, the beloved Morning Star, the Son of ABBA, who spends his midnight crenol in His Father’s bosom.

For three crenols angels are awake doing the biddings of ABBA and literally fulfilling their dreams. Except for an extraordinary circumstance, at any time, one-quarter of the angelic host is resting while three quarters remain active.

For human eyes angels are invisible. While invisible they can pass through walls or even humans can pass through them without even noticing that they just moved through an angelic being. They can also become transparent. They keep their organic structure, but one can see through their invisible bodies. When they desire to become visible to humans, they are able to do so. The appropriate decision in their minds to become visible generates a low speed in their molecular bio nephesh and in just a second, they can become visible to human eyes. However, they can only use this feature when on a mission. For the angelic eyes, they remain visible as long as they keep their natural molecular bio nephesh velocity. To become invisible even for angelic eyes, they must make a voluntary determination in their minds to increase their molecular bio nephesh speed to the velocity level of their thoughts. This characteristic is permitted only when under direct orders of ABBA. Hiding in secrecy is not an idea known in Heaven.

Distances are measured but impose no limits on angels’ ability to travel. They can travel in time, space, or in what angels call a ‘folding trip’. A ‘folding trip’ can be simply explained as maintaining an Angel’s position in time and space while the departure coordinates of time and space are replaced by the coordinates of the arriving point. Once his destination is fixed, an angel journeys there in an instant as if his mind takes him there. He does not move in space nor in time. One can even say the angel does not budge at all. During a folding trip time and space are folding together, the coordinates of the departure point, and the arrival point are brought together so they coincide. The experience of a travelling angel in a folding trip can be summed up in a few words, I left, thus I already arrived. Consequently, for a folding journey, the question is never, How far do I have to go? The only question is, What are the time and space coordinates of the venue where I must be?

If anyone is interested in revisiting a past occurrence, in response to such a request ABBA permits that angel to go back in time, as humans would say, and witness detailed cropping of the event. Time in Heaven, however, is not linear. There is no past, present and future. Time is now. Everything happens in the present time on different falias which are, simply speaking, parallel layers of time that are individually and distinctively separated. What humans would say that it happened in the past or it will transpire in the future in the angelic experience, would be the talk of as, It happens now on a different falia. Falias have various coordinates which are accessible through an instant folding trip. Going back to a ‘past event’ is perceived by angels just as a human being would visit a distant relative that currently living in another town.

Time in Heaven has coordinates in the same way space has coordinates on a map. In Heaven, everyone can move from a time coordinate to another. However, that trip does not involve travelling in a linear manner from point A to point B. It implies remaining in point A until falia of point B folds and arrives in point A. While humans move in a linear fashion both in time and in space, angels move by having both time and space come to them. Thus, travelling for them is a matter of a split second. An angelic trip both in space and in time can be more properly described as a journey in which an angel abandons present coordinates and embraces new coordinates.

If angels simply wish to fly, they can also travel in space to their destination that way and enjoy a panoramic view of ABBA’s creation. When flying, they expand their wings 45 degrees and though they do not move their wings, as birds do, the feathers themselves stir at a cellular level, creating a magnetic flow that propels them at a high speed. The faster their feather cells move, the faster the angels travel, and the less visible they become. At their highest speed – the speed of thought, angels are totally invisible. That is why among them the expression is, Think it there.

It is when carrying out orders of their superiors or when they fulfil special assignments that they travel at the high speed of invisibility. Otherwise, they cruise at the speed of light, remaining visible, showing a full display of majestic forms of bright white colour.

Angels can also leap from place to place with an even higher speed enjoying only the view of the landing place of their jump-leap. During their jump trip, they see a pleasant, restful tunnel-like, soft, and fluid light.

Lastly, angels can also walk. They do that when in the Presence. When they are in close proximity of the Presence, walking reverently is the only way allowed in Heaven unless they are ordered differently. Furthermore, angels walk for the pleasure of companionship with each other. During such strolls emphasis is never on the distance they cover when walking together, but on the togetherness, they enjoy during their walk.

Their primary job is to transport information. They are messengers, living Data Vehicles. Angels carry with them no storage devices, no data drivers, no books, for they themselves are the storage of data. They store data within their own beings, in their DNA and every cell of their bodies at bio nephesh level. The DNA code is the access code to the information they bring. However, the passcode access to the data is their