Seth furrowed his brow as he soared high over the hamlet. There was darkness here, but little more than he had come to expect. Even from this altitude he could sense the strife, lies, and degradation, but it was at levels typical for this century and country. He folded his wings and dropped silently downwards. As he got closer everything took on more definition, and he could see the odd pocket of darkness scattered around the place, each testifying to a demonic presence. However, there was no evidence of the massed army he'd half expected.
Nevertheless, Seth drew his sword. He would be ready for whatever he was called on to face. He did not doubt that the enemy was active here. He would not have been dispatched if something important were not about to happen. His reputation for putting out the fires that the enemy had started was well earned, and he did not doubt that he would need to draw on all that experience on this assignment. As always, the Spirit dispatched the hosts of heaven with wisdom and timeliness.
As Seth descended he saw the house where he was to report. It was very ordinary, similar to the other ones in the street. It was distinguished only by the angelic guard around it. He sucked in his breath when he saw who made up the guard. There was Tal, a captain and a mighty warrior whom he had fought under on many assignments. He also recognised Metz, another old friend and mighty servant of God. There were other equally impressive angels he did not know. The woman of God they were here for must have been a significant thorn in the enemy's side to require this kind of protection.
Seth touched down lightly, and after scanning the horizon one last time to ensure an attack was not imminent, turned to his captain. “Tal,” he nodded.
“Seth, I am glad to have you here, my friend.”
“What’s the situation? What plot must we counter this time?”
“Actually, we are not the ones who're reacting on this occasion.”
“No?” Seth raised an eyebrow and waited.
“No, we are here to witness the start of a significant offensive of the Spirit. The woman of God, as so often in recent years, is burdened with prayer. Her prayers this day are going to broach a mighty dam of blessing, igniting a revival that will usher many into the Kingdom. Once the enemy regroups, no doubt our mettle will be tested protecting her.”
“No doubt. So, this woman of God is highly favoured,” Seth pronounced. “She’s a great prayer warrior?”
“A real champion. You have probably many times benefited from her prayer cover. Metz calls her the ‘Slayer’ for the impact she has had on demonic forces around the world.”
“An allusion to Buffy, that character on TV?” Seth wrinkled his nose.
“You know Metz, he loves pop culture references,” Tal smiled. “Come, let’s go in and see her. She is about to start praying.”
Seth fell into step behind him, sheathing his sword. He was eager to see this ‘Buffy’, this mighty slayer who had been chosen and set apart by God in this generation. It would be good to take the battle to the enemy again.
His first sight of God's ‘Buffy’ was as she lowered a fresh cup of tea to her table with shaking hands, and sank on to a chair, pushing her walking-frame away. “Now,” she whispered to herself, “It’s time to be about the Lord’s work.
“O Father, that you would rend the heavens, and set our hearts on fire! That you would burn up the dross in our lives. That you would …”
Seth smiled in anticipation. This certainly wasn't fire-fighting.
With obvious indebtedness to Joss Whedon's ‘Buffy the Vampire Slayer’: “In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer.”
with even more indebtedness to Frank Peretti's novels. “Tal” is a character from ‘This Present Darkness’ and ‘Piercing the Darkness’.
One premise in this story is that, given one of the tasks of at least some angels seems to be to protect God’s people, and given that too many of us spend too long in front of the TV, it is not unreasonable to suppose at least some angels will pick up more than a passing knowledge of popular culture. I might be wrong. I did not mean to suggest that I believed that angels watch(ed) the WB in their down-time.
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