And with that the angel army charged and the two armies collided for the beginning of a fierce battle in the war of a precious life. That life was me. This story is my unseen life, more real than this tangible world we feel and breathe and taste. This is my story, lasting for eternity.
There is Heaven and there is Hell. There is a spiritual world that we cannot see. And there is earth. It is controlled by the spirits but humans give too much regard to sight.
On the earth, mankind heard the first cries of a new baby. I was born. Claire Louisa Parker. Fully human and claimed by God. He had sent an angelic army to protect me and to claim me for his own.
But I was blemished I was born with sin. I was in need of a savior. There was still a war to be fought.
My parents loved me. The love of my parents was the first victory Angel Life won. My mother and father were innocent and they were ignorant. They loved me and they loved each other. But they built a weak foundation that could not stand the test of the war that surrounded them. Their base, their family, was soon to collapse.
Demon Death swung his sword and struck the left shoulder of Angel Life, leaving a great injury. From this world, my mother collapsed. Her love and her guidance left me. Her love had been the stronghold of our family. Human love and human goodness was not enough. Our family lacked a firm foundation. My mother died when I was five and my life would always feel the wound. Mourning and suffering plagued my childhood home. Overnight, dark forces settled over our house that was no longer a home.
To be continued…