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Steven’s Amazing Adventures,
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Steven’s Amazing Adventures,
and the Future of the World
(A Story about the End Times
with Messages from God)
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(A Story about the End Times
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(This story chronicles the adventures of Steven O'Neill, his wife Sarah, and their friends during the End Times. Judgment has already struck the U.S., and Steve and his friends have reached the vast continent of Asia. Witness the amazing things God will reveal about the coming kingdom of the Beast (or the Antichrist), the Mark of the Beast, and the Tribulation period. This story should keep you fascinated, as a realistic account of the future unfolds in the form of a fictional story.
But, this story is not just a story. It contains messages from God and prophecies that actually shall happen. It is written as fiction with fictional characters, but the message of the story is very real, and the cataclysmic events, touched on in this story, will actually impact this earth as God’s Holy Bible and its prophecies unfold. The world will soon enter a time much like that portrayed in this story. I encourage you to seek God about this to see what He will show you.)
Miracles will abound and awesome sights will astonish people in these last days.
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Chapter Forty-One
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Chapter Forty-One
PART 41: ◼ “Tension in the Jungle”
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“Tension in the Jungle”
- Vietnam -
Sheng, a
former PLA soldier, had traveled with his friends through a jungle in Vietnam.
They had found an entrance to an underground base, which was connected to a
cavern system. But, Sheng had felt claustrophobic and was tired of being
underground. He had excused himself and had hurried back through underground
tunnels and up stairways until he had reached the surface of the jungle.
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But, since
Sheng had made the mistake of going away from God’s best will, he had been
captured by the PLA. We will pick up the story where Sheng is walking down a
trail along with other prisoners and soldiers.
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Walking with one
guard in front of him and one behind him, Sheng felt fear and depression sink
into his soul. The jungle foliage and trees passing by him became monotonous
and an occasional mosquito pestered him. Brushing it off was almost impossible
since his hands were cuffed. They had been ascending a hill at a gentle slope
for some time. Now, they had reached a fork in the trail.
A group of imperial
PLA soldiers encircled five Asian men. Two of them appeared to be from Laos and
three from Vietnam, but Sheng couldn’t be perfectly sure until he heard them talk.
The prisoners were wearing either khaki shorts or blue trousers. Some wore
sandals and others wore tennis shoes. All wore handcuffs, but to Sheng’s
surprise, many of them appeared to have peaceful expressions on their faces as
if they were satisfied that God was taking care of them in spite of the
shackles.
The soldiers
roughly shoved Sheng toward the group of five. One of the soldiers guarding the
other prisoners said, “Where’d you get your uniform from, Christian?”
The soldier had
noticed how Sheng was wearing the uniform of the PLA* minus the helmet and his
gear. Of his uniform, Sheng was only wearing combat trousers, a light
camouflage jacket, and boots, since he had become a Christian and had thrown
the equipment away.
[* PLA is an
acronym for the People’s Liberation Army of China.]
Sheng remained
silent and hoped he wouldn’t draw any more attention from the guards.
“Are you a
deserter from the army? You know that deserters get shot,” another soldier
nearby said, chuckling cruelly as he eyed Sheng’s incomplete kit.
“I’m a Christian,”
Sheng said quietly.
The soldier
harassing Sheng turned his attention toward the trail as more soldiers
approached, bringing a middle-aged man who wore a conical straw hat.
A Vietnamese
prisoner leaned toward Sheng and said quietly, “Are you a believer?”
“I am a follower
of Jesus,” Sheng replied in a low tone.
“I am too. They
are hunting us Christians down, but I believe God will deliver us. He told me
so,” the man said with a thin smile.
“He did? God told
me that too,” Sheng said. “But, I hope that God delivers us before too long.
They tightened my cuffs really tight, and my wrists are hurting and losing some
circulation.”
“Hey, you, come
here,” a Chinese soldier said, while pointing a finger toward Sheng. He had a
tattoo directly above his left eye. The tattoo depicted the image of a tiger
with an open mouth, exposing its sharp teeth.
A soldier nearby
grabbed Sheng and pushed him forward toward the man with the tiger tattoo.
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“Yes,” Sheng
admitted somberly. He wanted to avoid getting slapped for neglecting to
respond.
“So, you deserted
your unit, didn’t you?” the man with the tiger tattoo said.
“All the soldiers
in my squad were destroyed when we were searching for Christians in Yunnan
Province,” Sheng said, trying to keep himself from the urge to make a break for
it.
“How were they
destroyed? Did you kill them?” the soldier asked coldly.
“They were
destroyed by God. Only I escaped,” Sheng said as kept his eyes on the soldier’s
combat jacket to avoid looking at his face, lest he should get reprimanded for
staring his captor in the eyes.
“How did they get
destroyed? Did lighting strike them dead?” the man with the tiger tattoo said,
scoffing.
“Beams of fire
came from the sky and passed through the trees, and incinerated my squad
leader, my team leader, and all those in the squad. Only I escaped that
destruction,” Sheng said.
“You expect me to
believe this?” the soldier said, smirking.
Nearby, a couple
soldiers chuckled, and shook their heads. Some of the prisoners were looking
Sheng’s way and listening in on the conversation or interrogation.
Suddenly, without
warning, the tattooed soldier punched Sheng in the side of the head and yelled
at him, “Tell me the truth, or you will die right here and now!”
He raised his Type
95 machine gun toward Sheng and pointed it at his heart.
“Tell me the
truth, and I will let you live,” the tattooed soldier said with bitterness in
his voice and extreme hatred in his eyes. “Lie to me one more time, and I will
shoot you in the foot.” Then, the soldier drew a knife from a sheath attached
to his belt. It appeared to be a tactical knife with a very sharp blade, which
flashed in the sunlight.
“Tell me two more
lies after that,” the soldier said, “and I will cut you open with my knife.
Then, I will shoot you in the heart.”
The prisoners
behind Sheng stiffened and began uttering silent prayers for Sheng. Back in the
underground base, Hu and his friends were interceding in prayer for Sheng.
Silence followed
the soldier’s cruel words. In the silence, Sheng prayed a short prayer, “Dear
God, please deliver me. I am yours. Jesus, save me!”
“Speak!” the
soldier barked.
Then, he aimed
his gun at Sheng’s left combat boot and prepared to pull his trigger. If the
soldier were to fire his weapon, a burst of machine gun bullets would disable
Sheng, and a miracle would be required to heal his foot.
Just as the
soldier moved his finger toward the trigger, Sheng spoke with a supernatural
boldness he didn’t know he had, “I am a servant of the living God, and I am a
son of God.* And, I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to set your gun
down and step back. In Jesus Christ’s name, stand back.”
[* See Galatians 4:6-7 and Romans
8:14-17.]
A thought came to
Sheng saying, ‘Are you crazy? That man is going to kill you.’ But, Sheng
ignored it and gave it to God. He remembered hearing how Jesus had told his 70
disciples in Luke 10:18-20 that Jesus had given them power over all the power
of the enemy, and nothing would by any means hurt them. That scripture, along
with the power of the Holy Spirit, gave him courage in the face of great
danger.
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Unknown and
unseen by the humans, angelic warriors, who were 20 to 25 feet in height from
head to foot, dwelling in a supernatural realm, observed as grey, cat-sized
demons, shaped like insects, placed their mandibles (insect jaws) into the
soldiers’ heads, through their helmets.
“Remove these
handcuffs from me, in Jesus Christ’s name,” Sheng said boldly.
Smaller angels,
with drawn swords, stood close to the human soldiers. The angelic warriors were
dressed in gold-like armor and long white robes. Corinthian-like helmets
covered their heads.
Slowly, the
tattooed soldier slid a hand into a trouser pocket, but he didn’t bring any
keys out. Instead, he drew out his empty hand and glared at Sheng. “Who gave
you the authority to command me what to do?” he said angrily as he senses
seemed to return to him.
The supernatural
beings existed in a spiritual realm that consisted of matter and energy, which
had properties different from the matter and energy of our terrestrial
dimensions. They could operate silently and invisibly to humans in a parallel
universe, which somehow meshed with the terrestrial realm.
The tattooed
soldier reached toward the gun he had placed on the ground, but Sheng said, “Stop,
in the name of Jesus. Don’t touch that gun.”
While they were
silent and invisible to the humans, the hiss of the demons and the foul stench
of their breath could be heard and smelled by the angels in their supernatural
realm. The angels were used to it, but humans would be nauseated by it if they
could smell it.
The soldier
stopped and stood back up straight with a furious expression on his face.
Suddenly, a
clicking sound came from Sheng’s wrists, and the handcuffs suddenly dropped to
the ground. Sheng looked at his hands with amazement. While his handcuffs were
falling down, the handcuffs on the other men slipped off their wrists and fell
to the ground by another miracle of God. Invisible angels had just unlocked
their handcuffs.
Sound in this
spiritual realm was very real and keen to the angels and demons. The constant
flicking of the forked tongues of serpent-shaped demons, wrapped around the
heart organ of the tattooed soldier, produced a faint sound, which the
sensitive ears of angelic warriors heard clearly. An owl’s ears, which can pick
up the faint sounds of mice scurrying beneath snow, would be akin to the
sensitivity of angelic ears.
Soldiers near the prisoners gasped in astonishment as they saw the handcuffs fall off, but they didn’t lift their guns to fire, as one might expect. Instead, they just stood still and watched the scene unfold as the prisoners shouted for joy and clapped their freed hands together, praising God for the miracle.
Then, the man
with the tiger tattoo above his left eye glared at the prisoners with venomous
hatred and shouted, “Kill these fools or they’ll escape!”
One of the
captured Vietnamese men nudged his way past a stunned guard and boldly said, “We
Christians have authority in the name of Jesus over all the power of the devil
and nothing shall by any means hurt us, as Jesus said in Luke 10:19. I
command you to stand still and not lift a finger against us in the name of
Jesus Christ.”
The tattooed
soldier was surprised that two Christians would boldly confront him. Then, a
third Christian man, who spoke with a Laotian accent, said with the boldness of
a lion tamer, “God is on our side, and you communist soldiers must leave us in
the name of Jesus Christ.”
All the soldiers
began swallowing hard and glancing at one another as if they didn’t know what
they were doing or had forgotten something. Tension filled the atmosphere, but
Sheng felt supernatural calmness and peace as he waited and watched the scene
unfold. After a few more seconds passed, a soldier guarding the prisoners began
walking away from them down the trail. He was joined a few seconds later by
another soldier. After thirty seconds had passed, ten more soldiers joined the
group that was leaving the Christians behind.
Finally, the only
one still standing before the Christians was the soldier with the tiger tattoo.
He glared at the Christians with hate-filled eyes and said, “You are free to
go, but if I ever see you again, I will kill you. Your God saved you this time.
So, today, you will live, but I promise you that if you ever see my face again,
you will die a terrible death.”
With those
venomous words uttered, he wheeled around and marched off to catch up to his
comrades.
“God is greater
than all the power of man and all the power of the devil,” Sheng said calmly as
he watched the soldier marching down the trail. After about twenty seconds, the
man was gone from sight around a bend in the trail. Dense vegetation hid him
from view.
Before long, all
the Chinese soldiers were gone and heading off back toward their temporary camp
a few miles away. Their actions made no logical sense, but it was only by the
Spirit of God that they had chosen to leave the Christians alone. And, Sheng
knew it with all his heart.
“Praise be to God
Almighty, our loving Abba Father,” a Laotian man said with great joy in his
face.
“Praise be to you, Abba
Father. Thank you so much for delivering us,” Sheng said.
The rest of the
men offered up praises to God with great joy in their voices. After a while,
they turned toward one another and every man smiled with such joy and happiness
Sheng hadn’t seen in years. It seemed as if the men had seen Heaven.
“We serve a great
God,” a Vietnamese man said as he looked up toward the sky.
“We certainly do,”
a Laotian man wearing khaki shorts said, grinning.
Sheng introduced
himself to the others. “By the way, I’m Sheng from China.”
“I’m Sommat from
Laos,” a Laotian man wearing khaki shorts and a collared Polo-style shirt said.
The rest of the
group of six introduced themselves to each other and Sheng. Besides Sommat,
Bounkong also came from Laos on a treacherous journey which brought him
through jungles infested with poisonous snakes and squads of imperial PLA
soldiers. Sonthi came from Thailand. And, Long, Minh,
and Tien all came from various parts of
Vietnam. All had taken treacherous journeys across their countries, forded
swift streams, and had avoided capture until they had been apprehended by
imperial PLA soldiers while less than thirty miles from their current location.
“What reason do
you think the Chinese soldiers had for leaving us behind?” Long said after they
had finished the introductions.
“They might have
said that we were too much trouble to bother with, or that they didn’t have
enough food to feed us with, or they might have thought that we were not a
threat worthy of their attention,” a Sonthi said.
“But certainly,
they would know that they have orders to capture or kill Christians,” Tien
said, scratching his chin.
“It must be that
their minds have been placed in a state of confusion or misunderstanding,”
Bounkong said.
“Would God
actually give them confusion?” Minh said. “Doesn’t the Bible say that God is
not the author of confusion?”
“God does not
create confusion,” Sommat said, “but, God can allow the devil to do that.
Remember what happened in the vision God gave the prophet Micaiah in 1 Kings
chapter 22?”
“I forgot,” Minh
said.
“Micaiah stood
before King Ahab, a wicked man,” Sommat said. “He said in verses 19 through 23,
in essence, that God had summoned evil spirits to stand before His throne,
which God has the power to move outside the gates of the highest Heaven. Evil
spirits can’t come into the highest Heaven.* Anyways, God spoke to the evil
spirits and asked if any of them would be willing to persuade Ahab so that he
would die at Ramoth-gilead. One evil spirit came forward and said that it would
be a lying spirit in the mouths of Ahab’s prophets. God then granted it
permission to deceive the false prophets.”
[* See Revelation 21:27 and Psalm 5:4. Psalm
127:5 says that the righteous man's children "...shall speak with the
enemies in the gate." God also speaks with the enemy in the gate of
Heaven, not inside Heaven proper. In 2 Corinthians 12:2, there are three (3)
levels of Heaven mentioned or alluded to. Satan can speak with God outside the
gate of the highest Heaven. Hell is for those who rebel against God and
who refuse to receive Jesus Christ as their personal Savior and Lord, or who
don’t keep Him as such.]
The other men
nodded as they began to remember the details Sommat was telling them.
“That same spirit
had all the false prophets falsely say that Ahab would defeat the Syrians in
battle,” Sommat continued. “But, God had mercifully shown Micaiah to warn Ahab
that he would die in that battle if he were to fight it. But, Ahab didn’t
listen to Micaiah. So, the wicked king died at Ramoth-gilead as he fought
against the Syrians. He had been told a lie by most of the prophets that he
would win that battle, and he had foolishly listened to them.”
“God had allowed
that to happen because Ahab was a wicked and rebellious man, and he needed to
be stopped. Ahab didn’t take into consideration the other warnings God had
given him in previous years by other prophets of God. So, he perished. As we
just saw, Almighty God will sometimes use the devil to accomplish God’s will.”
“That makes sense
now how God must have allowed demons to deceive the people who were seeking to
arrest or kill us,” Minh said. “But, I still don’t understand why the demons
would want to deceive soldiers if it would benefit us Christians.”
“If the demons want
to continue to operate in this world,” Sommat said, “they have to follow God’s
requirements for them. I believe that God mandated that if demons want to have
permission to continue to deceive the soldiers in different ways, they had to
first deceive those soldiers regarding us. I believe that what I just said is
mandated by God for our protection.”
“Very
interesting,” Minh said. “I never thought about that before.”
“I sought God
about some things and I believe He showed me that,” Sommat said.
“We all saw that
tattooed soldier threatening Sheng after he had rebuked the soldier and after
the handcuffs had fallen off.” Bounkong said. “Why would that soldier give
orders to kill us if God was having the demons deceive the soldiers not to kill
us?”
“I believe that
God allowed a demon to provoke the tattooed soldier to threaten us and shout
orders to kill us as a test to see if we would remain strong in our faith,”
Sommat said. “And, of course, God would not let the soldiers actually kill us
since we are trusting in His Word. But, I believe it was a test to try our
faith.”
Suddenly, the
sound of footsteps pounding the dirt came from behind the group of Asian men.
They all turned to see a Chinese soldier armed with a Type 95 machine
gun running their way. There would be no time to find cover if he were to stop
suddenly and aim at them. Sheng was concerned that that soldier might have
friends hidden in the jungle or approaching from not far behind him.
Sheng had to do
something. But what? All he could think to do then was pray. And, he realized
that, that was the best option.
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(To be continued...)
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