Arlena: A Battle of Faith

The battle between good and evil has been going on for centuries. Sometimes it is between hundreds of people, sometimes between families, sometimes within a single family, and sometimes within a single individual.

When Satan was cast out of heaven, a third of the angels followed him and those angels became his demons. Satan tries to steal as many souls as he can from Jesus Christ. However, there are souls that belong to Jesus that Satan can try to take, but can never have. Those are the souls of people that have asked Jesus to live in their hearts.

Does that mean that Satan does not torment those souls? No, he still does but those souls have the assurance of the grace of God that they have a place in heaven. However, there are souls so tormented that they start to doubt their very existence and along with that, their salvation and the existence of God, Himself. Such is the story of Arlena.


She walked through the house one last time. The sound of her boots echoed against the hardwood floor. A single tear rolled down her cheek. He was gone and there was nothing left, not for her. Arlena stood one last time in the foyer. A heavy sigh escaped her as she pulled the keys from her jeans. As she walked through the door for the last time, a heavy sob escaped her lips. God had taken her everything in one fatal blow. Arlena climbed into the tahoe and turned the key. She pointed the vehicle west and never looked back.

Arlena drove until the sun started to fade from the sky. The dogs whined. She looked at the three in the rear view mirror. They missed him as much as she did; especially George. She had only been a few weeks old when they had met and married. Jackson had been her soul mate. She had waited half her life for him and God had taken him away. She scanned the road for a hotel or motel. She would rest, eat, give the dogs a walk and then start out again.

The crossroads loomed before her. She turned towards the left and it was only darkness, and she could hear sinister sounds and mumbling and there was a distinct smell of sulfur. To the right was light – It was so bright, she almost couldn’t look. She could hear the sound of voices and laughter. She looked intently – there was movement. Slowly a figure approached out of the light. Tears filled her eyes as the figure came closer. She could barely speak. “Jackson?” He stopped in front of her, “Arlena, what are you doing?” “Jackson where am I? And what are you doing here?” He pushed her hair off her shoulders. “Darlin’ you shouldn’t be here. Why are you so angry?”
“Jackson where am I? Why did you have to die?” The sounds of the darkness grew louder and Jackson began to fade. “Never lose your faith Arlena. God loves you and so do I,” and he was gone. The darkness was closer and she turned towards the noise. Eyes stared into hers. “Arlena….” The voice hissed with a growl. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. A long finger pointed at her from the darkness. She screamed and sat upright in the bed.

The dogs just looked at her. Dixie lay back down and was snoring in minutes. Sioux raised her head long enough to make sure Arlena was okay, and then stretched back out on the other side of the king size bed. George sat beside her momma and pawed at her arm. “It’s okay George; Just another bad dream.” Arlena lay down and George laid her head on Arlena’s stomach.

Stayed Tuned

Hey everyone, just wanted to let you know that the next story is developing on paper and I should have the first part posted soon. This is about Arlena, the first of the alphabet ladies. Thanks for the comments. Merry Christmas, Remember Jesus is the reason for the season...

Lyssa: Light or Darkness - Part 7 - The End

Lyssa awoke to the sound of men yelling. Tobias was howling. She quickly pulled her clothes on and raced to the bailey walls. She scoured the wall looking for Vincent. Flaming arrows were flying over the wall. She flexed her fingers and lifted into the air. Heat began to fill the air and she surrounded the keep in a bubble to deflect the flaming arrows. She lit on the keep wall. Vincent was on the ground and Tobias was lying at his feet. “Vincent!” Slowly she floated to the ground. A smaller circle enveloped her and Vincent and Tobias. Lyssa looked at Vincent and realized he was bleeding. “You’re hurt!” He looked at her. “They attacked early this morning. Tobias jumped in front of me. He is hurt bad, and I’m afraid I’m not going to be able to save him or me.” Tears flowed from her eyes. He wiped them away. His touch weakened her powers and the small bubble disappeared. An arrow struck her in the leg. Vincent pulled her against his chest. “Lyssa you have to leave.”
“No. I will not leave you and Tobias.” Tobias crawled to her, laying his head in her lap. She patted his head. “I’m sorry my friend.” He rubbed his paws on her arm. “Lyssa I am in pain. Please end it for me. Vincent was hit three times. He is loosing blood, too fast.” Another arrow hit her in the shoulder. She pulled both arrows from her body. “Dixon I cannot hold the force field much longer. I need you to finish us off. Do not let the villagers get to us.” Vincent shook his head. “Lyssa you can survive without us. Dixon will take care of you.” Flames were slowly encircling them. Tobias was whimpering. “I will not leave you.” He kissed her. “Lyssa my love, I’m sorry I let you down.” She pulled Tobias between them and wrapped her arms around him. Vincent pulled her into his arms. Tobias yelped. “Lyssa you can take us out.” She suddenly realized Tobias was right. “I love you my husband.” Slowly the air began to gather and light began to glow from the three. Dixon watched as a light surrounded them. Electrical currents began to fly out of the small circle. The men had to hold on to the wall to keep from being sucked in. The noise from the circle became more intense. Suddenly, it sounded as if thunder rolled and lightening shot into the middle of the small circle and then there was just quiet.

Everyone just stood and stared at the place where the three had been. There was no sign, no indication that anyone had been there. William and Richard came out of the forest carrying Solomon’s body. Dixon met them. “Bury him inside the walls of the keep.”