Parakletos

By DENISE STORMER

Parákletos | DEFENDER is Book One in a trilogy of
transcendent proportions. While it reads like a novel, it is
not fiction. In this other-worldly book, Author Denise
Stormer shares, in astonishing detail, what she saw in a
vision of God one night in February 2011.
Heaven, Hell, Earth and Hell-on-Earth come sharply into
view from page one and grows more startling in each
chapter as God reveals an angelic war narrated through the
eyes of a soldier angel. However, this divine download was
not written to give a peek into the vast, detailed
supernatural realms. It was written as an urgent message to
humanity that our life begins in Heaven—in the Father’s
heart—not in the womb of our mother.
See your life through your Father’s eyes and know that in
order to be a light in this dark world, you must first know
and believe that in Messiah, you are Heaven’s light.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Aug 31, 2022
• ISBN: 9781387645695

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Defender

A Trilogy | Book One

Denise Stormer

Provangelist Books

Illinois USA

PARáKLETOS |

Defender

a Trilogy | Book One

This book is a written account of a vision experienced by the Author. Names, characters, places and incidents are presented as the author personally received the vision. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Scripture quotations marked (KJV) are taken from the King James Version Holy Bible online app 2008 - 2019 Life.Church.

Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

Scripture quotations marked (CJB) Taken from the Complete Jewish Bible by David H. Stern. Copyright © 1998. All rights reserved. Used by permission of Messianic Jewish Publishers, 6120 Day Long Lane, Clarksville, MD 21029. www.messianicjewish.net.

Scripture quotations marked (NLT) are taken from the Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright ©1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, a Division of Tyndale House Ministries, Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.

Scripture quotations marked (NIV) are taken from the Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV®. Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc.™ Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved worldwide. www.zondervan.com. The NIV and New International Version are trademarks registered in the United States Patent and Trademark Office by Biblica, Inc.™

ISBN: 978-1-67806-124-1

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Contents

Preface vii

Part I: Earth, 1980 (5740)

1      |  Devil at the Door  11

Part II: Heaven, 5723 (1963)

2      |  Created  25

3      |  The View from Here  69

4      |  Testing the Waters  87

5      |  Yea, Though I Walk  107

Part III: Hell, 5724 (1964)

6      |  Down  121

7      |  Infected  133

8      |  The Comforter  149

9      |  Deliverance  161

10    |  Free Will  171

Part VI: Earth, 1976 (5736)

11    |  Born . . . Again  187

12    |  And Some He Gave to be . . .  195

11    | About the Author  213

11    | Bibliography  215

11    | Glossary  217

Dedication

This book is dedicated to the Author and Finisher of my faith, our Lord and Savior, Yeshua Messiah / Jesus Christ. Without My Father in Heaven giving this vision to me through my Messiah by the power of HIS Holy Spirit, these pages would have never come into being … AND NEITHER WOULD I.

Preface

This is the first book in a trilogy that I wrote after receiving a vision from God in a dream back in 2012. I was told to name each book as follows:

PARÁKLETOS | ApokÁlupsis | Apotheosis

Defender            Disclosure              Divinity

While this trilogy reads like a novel, it is not fiction.

It is the result of what I saw in a dream I had one night at the end of February, 2012, when Yeshua/Jesus appeared to me and told me the next night to write it all down.

I was not seeking the LORD at that time, so His arrival and announcement to write it all down came as a complete shock. In fact, I have never aspired to write a book, nor read one for that matter, but I obediently sat at the computer and wrote what I saw and heard for the next four months straight.

During that time I could physically sense Him with me. My sight had changed; I remember seeing the grass actually sparkle. I could smell demons. I could see angels.

It was a divine download – that's the best way I can describe it.

Soon it became very overwhelming and emotionally heavy. So much so that I stepped away from the books for a while. It began to scare me to be a part of something I had no control over. In His grace and understanding God drew back, and it took years for me to process what had happened and then to desire His presence in my life to that degree again.

The overall message I believe Yeshua wants me to relay through this trilogy is to remind people of their beginning, because tapping into our heavenly identity is what will be necessary in the coming dark times. In order to be the light, we first must know we that we are the light.

D. Stormer

Editor’s Note:

For ease of identification, pronouns used for God the Father are shown in all-caps (HE, HIM, HIS). Pronouns used for God the Son, are capitalized within the text (He, Him, His). See the Glossary at the back of this book for a full list of names used for the Trinity, other entities and realms.

Part I

Earth, 1980 (5740)

Devil at the Door | 1

Stay sober, stay alert! Your enemy, the Adversary, stalks about like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.

1 Peter 5:8, CJB

While most first childhood memories include a camping trip or the aroma of freshly baked cookies, Lena's first memory was slightly darker. She could recall, when she was three or so, sitting on the steps in her mother's two-bedroom apartment. They lived in low-income housing, but that did not stop the sun from illuminating the grounds and providing a warm morning embrace. The front door had been open with nothing keeping the outside from coming in apart from the screen door. She sat on the fifth step from the bottom and felt very content, looking outside and watching people pass by. Lena loved watching people, so her mother often sat her in front of a window or doorway, confident that she would not move from the spot. Her eyes were so focused on the view that it seemed as if she was waiting on something or someone. Lena's mother and older sister were at the top of the stairs in the apartment's only bathroom, arguing about one thing or another. The toddler could not be bothered with the details of their disagreement and had become accustomed to their frequent bickering even at this early age. She intently stared forward, not distracted by her surroundings just like a soldier at their post.

To Lena's right lay a bundled-up sock that her mother must have dropped while carrying the laundry to a separate bedrooms. Lena reached over for the bound sock and before she could grab it, the screen door slowly opened. What walked in was neither human nor animal although it was covered in black fur. It stood erect like a man and had a similar form, but that is where the similarities ended. The creature continued through the door, and as he did, he stopped to look up at the toddler sitting before him. She was not frightened by the black being, only curious of its desire. It pointed its head in her direction as if it recognized that she could see him. She could only assume that it was looking at her because she could not make out any eyes or discernible facial features. What is this thing? And why is it here? she wondered.

Somehow, Lena felt like she knew the tall black being, but could not comprehend how to react. She began to feel uncomfortable with what she perceived as a stare from the eyeless creature and did the only thing she could. With small chubby fingers, the toddler reached out and firmly grasped the bundled sock, lifted her hand over her head and threw it with all her might at the dark figure. As soon as the sock left her hand, it appeared in his. The creature caught the slow, soft missile with ease and promptly threw it back, causing it to land in her lap. The beast then darted to the left into the living room and out of Lena's sight. Lena remembers looking over her shoulder to see if her mother or sister had witnessed this incredible event, but they were still intensely involved in their disagreement and had not even heard the screen door open or close. Lena wanted to communicate the events to her mother but had no vocabulary. She would have to hold onto the memory until she could tell someone, anyone, what she saw.

The year was 1984. Lena's mother, Marie, had moved both her and her older sister, Carmen, into the small apartment complex after a divorce from her father. The seven-year marriage had taken its toll on the young mother. She had already experienced many things in life, having Lena's sister at 17. Only a few years later she met and married Lena's father at 21; a man 20 years her senior. Life was moving at such a fast pace for years but now had stopped dead in its tracks, leaving her stunned and alone with two small children. This life was not what Marie had envisioned for herself. She always seemed to be reaching for something she believed would bring peace to the chaos of her life. However, nothing her hands grabbed offered longevity. But despite the insurmountable disappointments life had delivered so far, she still had a lot of fight left inside and a light that would not go out. Marie maintained a ready-made smile for strangers despite an inner ache for something she still had not come to know.

Marie was her mother's second child and had never met her father. A rumor proclaimed that he might have been of European descent seeing as how Marie possessed fair skin, bright green eyes, and thick reddish-brown hair. She was the target of relentless bullying in her small country town due to her less than ordinary features as well as a slight stutter. The young girl kept a positive attitude, however, and soon her stutter lessened along with the spite of her peers.

Once Marie was deemed able, the household was placed squarely on her shoulders. Her mother worked long hours at both a bakery and a factory. Between loads of laundry, cooking, cleaning, and blueberry picking in the summers for a few extra dollars, Marie could only daydream of a life without struggle. Those were not the only things that kept Marie busy, however. Her mother married a monster of a man when she was eleven. The atrocities she was forced to witness quickly killed whatever innocence the young child had left. She felt helpless and desperate to break free of her surroundings. Especially since she was often the one left to clean up the mess from the previous night's turmoil.

Marie had an older brother, Timothy, who did his best to lift the often-dreary mood that plagued the home on a day-to-day basis. He loved the sixties and had no plans of leaving them. It was that cool but quirky attitude that always brought a smile to his little sister's face. He would take breaks from his exciting life at the local disco to pull Marie away from her relentless pursuit of a nursing degree and out into the world. You're going to be old before your time Sis, he would say to her, but it was far too late for that.

Soon after earning her degree, Marie met her first daughter's father, and worked hard to live up to the role she had possessed from an early age: Mother. She could remember those days and wanted more for her daughter than the childhood she had endured. My family will never be like that, she told herself. Marie wanted a stable home and a good man in her life to give her child what she had not received. Tragically, the man did not share her aspirations and the young couple soon parted ways. The now-single mother was devastated but kept an eye on the horizon for that father figure she always wanted, not only for her young daughter but for herself as well.

It was not long before she crossed paths with Levi, the man who would become Lena's father. Levi was twice Marie's age, although he hid this fact from her until after the wedding. The young woman was fascinated by the man who seemed to know so much and had been everywhere. He had traveled with both blues and gospel bands for many years and was an accomplished guitarist. Marie had never left the borders of her small dirt road town and would listen with wonderment to his stories of lands near and far. It did not take much convincing for Marie to break free of her current situation. She married the older gentleman and headed south to a new and exciting destination. The young woman was slightly nervous about leaving her family, but the city was calling, and Marie always felt she was meant for more.

Upon arrival in the new town, Marie was overwhelmed by the tall buildings and bustling energy of the city. Coming from a place riddled with corn and wheat fields and only one gas station, Marie was excited by the vigor and possibilities the new town had to offer. Her life would be different here; she could feel it. The city in no way reminded her of home, and that was a good thing. Her husband walked around as if he owned the place and looked down at Marie with a condescending grin, almost to say, Stick with me kid, I'll take you places. Marie tried to ignore the look and compose herself. But she could not completely hide the big smile that had sat on her face since they drove over the bridge and into the new emerald-like city. Finally, Marie felt that this would be a place to start anew. She thought that she had finally found a provider and companion in Levi. Maybe now she no longer had to be the one holding it all together.

The young family settled into a lovely three-bedroom apartment and got on with the business of life. Marie found work as a nurse at a local hospital. Levi left early in the mornings and stayed away late into the evening, occupied with work. Being nearly twenty years her senior, Levi took advantage of his power and dominance over the young mom whenever he saw fit. While Marie was initially comforted by the charming musician's demeanor because of his many talents and seemingly deep relationship with God, Levi began to change after their wedding and subsequent move to the big city. He was easily angered and impatient. He seemed to want to be home less and less but demanded respect and attention when he was present. Marie felt that his attention had fallen on other women but was afraid of what that would mean for her if she confronted him. She did not want to return home a failure, and besides, there was nothing back there but a dead end. Whenever Marie would try to put her small foot down, Levi would promptly respond abusively, usually verbally but sometimes physically as well. Marie had watcher her mother be beaten for years. She resented her mother for putting her and her siblings through the trauma. But what could she do? Marie once again felt trapped, and the walls began to close in. She needed something, but did not know what it was or how to obtain it.

Time marched on and Marie soon felt that old feeling of emptiness growing by the day. She tried to push it away, but it grew with every passing moment until it became an entity unto itself. Levi was gone often and would get upset if she mentioned her feelings of loneliness. The only company Marie had was her four-year-old daughter, who was challenging to relate to at times. The dreams and aspirations she had at the beginning, were morphing into distant and unobtainable fantasies. The isolation bore down on her like a heavy weight. Fear arose from what an emotional state such as this would mean for her future. She was afraid to open her hand and once again find it empty. She had moved away from everyone and everything with the hopes of finally finding rest, but rest was the last thing that either the new city or her new husband provided.

One day Marie was walking home feeling particularly sorry for herself when she heard what sounded like a church revival in a makeshift tent set up across from her apartment. She loved God but always looked at churchgoers as old people who stood up and sung old boring hymns for hours. But this energy was different. She walked towards the tent only to find a crowd of young people in casual clothes, singing and having a ball. The feeling pouring out of the tent was electric, and Marie felt there was no other option than to investigate. As she timidly walked in, all the faces turned and greeted her. It was as if they had known her for years. Marie was instantly part of a family and could not remember a time in the past that she felt such warmth, acceptance, and love. The young mother needed little convincing but told herself that if she could relate to the preachers' message, she would forever pursue a closer relationship with God as her Father. As the preacher began his teaching, he seemed to be talking directly to her. He spoke of the despair that young mothers feel when they cannot go to their husbands for understanding or leadership. He called out to the young men of the congregation telling them to lead their families as The Father had intended them to. Marie sat and wished that Levi were in attendance to hear the preacher's words but was still satisfied in a way that she had not felt in a long time. Marie now believed she had found a space in the new city she could truly call her own.

Levi had strayed from the church over the years, outside of the occasional