The Morning Star Rising on the First Day
A VISION OF A JESUS-FILLED WORLD COMING TO PASS
SATAN CALLS
One day, shortly afterward, I was alone in my apartment when the phone rang. I answered, and a horrific-sounding voice answered, this is Satan. The voice seemed mechanical, like a monster in a science fiction horror movie. Its sound was loud, garbled, reverberated, and possessed a ringing tone. It also spoke in several well-defined distinctive octaves concurrently. Therefore, the resulting voice echoed as if numerous individuals were uttering the exact phrases but slightly out of synchronization, creating the garbled effect.
You can imagine my horror based on my encounter with Satan in Hell (IN HELL – CONFRONTED BY THE DEVIL) several years prior. I was terrified, trembling, and panicked, so I quickly hung up. I considered, however, that perhaps this was a prank. Possibly, someone was having fun with me—using an electronic device to frighten me. But who would do such a thing? No one I knew would, nor would they have the capability. Besides, I had not told anyone of my encounter with the devil. So, just as before, I put this horrific memory in a faraway place in my mind; I made it small and rationalized it away. But then, just a few days later, an identical incident transpired. I then understood that the devil was relentlessly stalking me and that his harassment was not likely to stop anytime soon.
Somewhat later, I contemplated relocating to another city and was using the National Business Employment Weekly to look for job opportunities. I spotted an ad requesting my skill set and called them. I was enthusiastic about this great opportunity and hoped to be able to present my exceptional qualifications. Instead, the same garbled voice answered, “This is Satan.” I replied, what? The voice replied, “This is Satan!” My heart was pounding as I immediately smashed the receiver down. How in the world could this happen? You know, sometimes a person will not believe the handwriting on the wall. That was me. Believe it or not, I redialed the number, reasoning that maybe I had accidentally misdialed. Astonishingly, the identical thing transpired once again. I hung up, dreading that Satan was still coming after me.
The Morning Star Rising on the First Day
SEEKING JESUS 