Abaddon

Gabriel descended upon the field in Elbert Count Georgia on this early morning; in the days following the 246th birthdate of the United States. He stood a moment looking curiously at Michael and another familiar angel whom Gabriel knew well; but didn't see often.

"Abaddon." Gabriel saluted him. "Should I be surprised….or not; to see you here?" Gabriel contemplated whether or not he should complete his well rehearsed standard angelic greeting. "Um, how…." He paused a moment.

"Well, yes. Does seem a bit odd to say: How are you? to the angel of destruction." Abaddon nodded with an ironic gleam in his eye.

"But no surprise to assume the attempted bomber had some help." Michael gestured toward the pile of granite, where once stood one of the Georgia Guidestones.

Abaddon grinned proudly.

"Can't say I'm sorry to see that go!" Gabriel gave a nod. "Good job ol' faithful guardian of the bottomless pit!" He lent an approving double thumbs up.

"You're welcome." Abaddon dusted the proverbial granite residue from his hands.

It had been a while since either Michael or Gabriel had seen Abaddon. At least a hundred years or so, had transpired since their Lord summonsed him up to His holy throne, for the remainder of Abaddon's mission.

Although it sure seemed much longer than that to the two archangels. Two world wars, countless other proxy wars and a population explosion of nearly 7 billion people. Plus now bio-weapons, the WEF, amid threats of famine, economic collapse, power grid problems and EMP's pining to take out the Internet. The darkness of spiritual deception lay thick upon the land; and from the very point Abaddon unsealed the pit.

And it just seemed to get darker by the day.

'I got a bad feeling about this.' Gabriel recalled remarking to Michael as they watched the final phase of the plan unfold.

"Judgement does come." Michael echoed his response from a century ago.

"And rightfully so." Abaddon answered as the three of them stood surveying the present scene before them.

The loosing of Satan from the bottomless pit "to deceive the nations once again" had lent a general answer to Gabriel's millennia old inquiry about when was the end of time.

Granted.. (Or granite; he near snickered at the mess on the ground, among the several confused and even distraught human law enforcement officers milling about.)

None of those present though, still knew when exactly the last day would be; but an eerie sense of pending… destruction surround all of them. And thus far more than simply Abaddon's presence would render on his own.

"There's a special place in the Lake of Fire for people like him." Gabriel's thoughts slipped out as he watched the lead investigator from the FBI stand with incredulous hubris at how God Almighty dared to strike down their modern statue of Baal.

"Kind of like that George Floyd mural that got struck by lighting." Michael lent a dry observation followed by a dark chuckle.

"Well!" Abaddon shrugged and shook his head. "This would actually be comical if these people weren't so incredibly wicked!"

"Yeah." The archangels could only nod in sober agreement.

"You've been quite active in this world since you received your marching orders." Michael observed.

"mRNA….. vaccines?" Gabriel inquired with a peer in Mike's direction.

"That wasn't me!" Abaddon chimed in. "That one squarely rests on the shoulders of evil human agents!"

"A special place in the Lake of Fire for those people." Michael reiterated Gabriel's statement.

"Yes." Abaddon acknowledged. "Thus the loosing of Satan on those who worship the beast."

"And his image." Michael gestured at the FBI investigator who was shaking his head in now near panic, as his subordinates pointed out the blown electrical circuits from the lights and downed cameras; which in no way could have come from a bomb.

"Did he watch the video footage already?" Gabriel inquired.

"Yep!" Michael nodded.

"He sure did." Abaddon grinned.

"And turned white as death itself!" Micheal added.

"Hum…" Gabriel contemplated a moment.

"And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains;" Michael began to quote.

"And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sits on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb:" Gabriel added the next verse.

"For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?" Abaddon completed the round.

The three angels looked ominously at each other.

"And on to the next disaster." Abaddon confirmed. "But I will say; at least I enjoyed this one." He smiled lightheartedly; or at least as lightheartedly as the angel of destruction can smile.

Michael and Gabriel remained at the scene a bit longer as Abaddon left them to strike upon his next assignment.

"And the nations were angry, and thy wrath is come, and the time of the dead, that they should be judged, and that thou shouldest give reward unto thy servants the prophets, and to the saints, and them that fear thy name, small and great; and shouldest corrupt them which corrupted the earth." Michel quoted the next seemingly most appropriate verse that came to mind.

"Corrupted with lab created viruses and…. 'vaccines'." Gabriel commented.

"Wait 6 or so months and their next… pandemic will emerge." Michel stated.

"I see someone else has recently been in the vault of history." Gabriel quietly snickered. "So which 'next pandemic' are you referring to? Monkey pox?"

"No, that one becomes a sudden 'moot point'; because it offends the woke crowd." Micheal commented; but than answered. "Bird flu."

"Bird flu?" Gabriel made a funny face. "But I thought they couldn't get that one to…. 'fly' because the 1918 pandemic variants are already endemic to the human population?"

"Not humans." Micheal answered. "Chickens."

"Chickens?" Gabriel scowled.

"Yeah, there's an enzyme in chicken eggs that destroys the spike protein from the Covid vaccine." Michael explained. "They're trying to reduce the egg supply to increase the 'Covid' death rate; in an attempt to hide their crimes."

"Hum…." Gabriel took a moment to contemplate that.

"But something happens starting in February of 2023." Michael continues.

"Do you mean Ukraine's deployment of chemical weapons on Russian troops using Nato drones; or the spying Chinese balloons over America?" Gabriel rattles off a few future news stories.

"Different phase of World War III." Micheal answered.

"No, I'm talking about the commencement of Nuremberg 2.0." Mike goes on to explain. "The first international lawsuits against the pharmaceutical companies over the Covid vaccines, start to hit the international courts." He sighs in a bit of unsure consternation. "A citizen's complaint in Switzerland reaches their supreme court and a royal family in South East Asia files a military tribunal for their vaccine injured daughter." He glances at Gabriel. "She's been in a coma since her most recent…. shot."

"Hum…" Gabriel contemplated for another moment or so. "This could be good or bad, depending on if they take it all the way down to the level of some anonymous nurse who gave someone an injection."

"Yes, that's a distinct danger in all of this." Michael agreed. "Thus why: But let vengeance be Mine; says the Lord."

Both Michael and Gabriel took a moment to absorb it all before they too departed upon their next missions.

Ephesians 6:13-18

Wherefore take unto you the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.

Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness;

And your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;

Above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked.

And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God:

Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints;