Enduring 666: The Left Ahead

By Gene Boyd

Who will be a part of the meek generation, and why will they inherit the earth when that time comes?

A couple of last-days scenarios have been fairly dominant in Christian studies for a long time now, and these must necessarily be challenged--for in order to be fully ready to endure, one must look at the future from as many viewpoints as possible, not just settling on the idea that sounds good or seems popular.

War is coming both for Jews and Christians, even while the world experiences peace, so keeping an open mind about that peace is probably one of the greatest hurdles Christianity must face.

This is a crash course on a last-days scenario that most have not yet considered. Those who can read it with comprehension might have an advantage over those who will not. And remember, if you are in the woods and you meet a bear, you don't necessarily need to outrun the bear so much as you just have to outrun that guy next to you.

That was a poor attempt at humor there. Sadly, you won't find much of that here, for this is a serious and controversial subject. The tone might come across as rough to some, while others could find it unreadable, and yet it contains both knowledge and understanding that will give many a fresh perspective on the last days, a perspective that will actually help Israel and godly folk to endure the trouble that is coming someday.

We are given foresight for a reason, and that reason goes beyond just having Bible studies or participating in academic discussions. This is a call to action and a call to prepare for action, both now and later.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Jun 3, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685702373

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Enduring 666

The Left Ahead

Gene Boyd

ISBN 978-1-68570-236-6 (paperback)

ISBN 978-1-68570-237-3 (digital)

Copyright © 2022 by Gene Boyd

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Table of Contents

Angry Beast, and Men in Danger

A Glimpse into the Future

Understanding the Last Days

Peace: A Prophetic Certainty

The Dramatic Elements

The Last Day

Prefix-Matrix

Falling Forward

The Left Ahead

The Force of His Cross

The Power to Become

Pre-Wrath Wrong

Diminishing Right

Go Forth

Don't Worry About It

Break a Leg!

Swift Justice

Conclusion

About the Author

Angry Beast, and Men in Danger

My fifth birthday proved to be something of an initiation into the way things can go sideways in the woods, or life in general, real fast.

It was Memorial Day weekend, the end of the month of May 1977. My younger sister, my mom, stepdad Mike, two of his friends, and a dog went off on a little adventure away from Anchorage for a few days. Near a stream along a tree-lined highway, we parked and grabbed the fishing gear. The girls stayed behind in the Winnebago while the rest of us followed a small path upstream, in search of a decent fishing hole.

We soon came over a slight rise to see a couple of moose calves lying under a small canopy of greenery right next to the swollen stream. We crouched behind a moss-covered log. It was practically no wait before the mother came from the opposite side of the stream to check on her young. She stood over them for a second and then turned around to walk right back through the water. She repeated this at least twice, and the last time as if losing patience, she crossed with more urgency. I suspect that she sensed our presence and was trying to lead her babies to safety.

With reluctance, or perhaps just the lethargy of having stomachs full of milk, they wobbled into a standing position to follow their only source of protection through the fast-flowing water. Whether it was their first steps in life, or just their first steps of the day, the stream at that spot proved too strong for their new legs, and they were immediately swept away. No sooner had they gone under than Mama turned back a little to check on their progress, only to be puzzled by their complete absence.

It did not take her long to see us, and I saw a red flash in her eyes in that instant. I cannot recall the exact details of how things transpired next, but I know that I was running with Mike toward a nearby tree. It was a pine of some sort that had no low branches. We did not have time to pick another tree.

With some urgency, Mike said, Climb!

And I responded, I cannot climb. There are no branches!

Lifting me up from behind by the armpits, Mike hurriedly explained, "If we