For Those That Have Lost Their Faith, page 1

Several details of the demonic ship were now fully visible. A severed head, with a tongue sticking out were at the bow of the ship. Bones were sewn throughout the hull, as flames shot up from torches on the starboard and port sides. The ship drew nearer. Horrifying sounds were now audible from the fear mongering demons.

Suddenly, there was a brilliant flash of light on our starboard side. A gigantic light crashed through in the form of a rustic battleship from the 17th century. A loud ringing noise was heard. We all turned our attention to the Ship of Light, as did the demons. We stood in Awe at the luminescent craft. As our vision adjusted, we began to make out figures standing side by side on the deck. They were enclosed in light. It was complete bliss. The Ship of Light slowly started to close the gap between us and the demonic vessel. As the Ship of Light slowly inched by us, it was apparent that this was not another small ship of souls like ours. There were hundreds of light beings aboard.

I turned my gaze towards the aft of the Ship of Light. The deck had two figures, wearing long flowing white robes, with blond hair. They smiled at me, and my group. I felt pure, unconditional love. As I continued to stare, two more light beings walked towards the balcony.

"Hey, isn't that Greg?" Tyler questioned. It was. It was my best friend! From the physical plane, he had come back to help us.

Greg stood tall, like he did in his youth. His unmistakable grin was accompanied by a beautiful blond light-being standing next to him.

"A very important Spirit Guide," Sean whispered.

I was starting to remember more. My guides were watching this key moment in my development. I remembered what I had to do. I mustered up all of the love, and good feelings I had felt. All of the good memories from my physical incarnation. The ship I was on exploded with light, as everyone on board began to remember their love for life. This propelled the Ship of Light towards the demons, who were frantically attempting to retreat. The Ship of Light dwarfed the demonic vessel.

Light beams shot out towards the demons, as they scrambled to make a hasty run for it. As they were illuminated one by one, they were shown for what they really were in their past incarnation. A sexual predator, who ruined the lives of several young children; a drug addict who drove his parents to kill themselves in shame; a killer who cheated death row by ending his life in prison; and far worse. They were pathetic, and whimpered as they knew they faced self-judgment. They had been running around this realm, preying on lost souls for what would be considered an eternity.

Greg grabbed the hand of his Spirit Guide. I felt sorry for the criminals as they started to fall into a light one by one. One pleaded and begged with the light beings to let him continue. He begged not to be returned to the Source, but in the end his banishment would help him get back on track.

The demonic ship started to crack, a brilliant light shining through it. The remaining demons scattered quickly to try and escape. The ship exploded, as the last few were banished to the Source. The battle was over. My ship let out a cheer, and sigh of relief as we were quickly whisked from the scene, into a beautiful setting.

A blue sky, crystal-looking waters, and a dock. We crossed over to the cheer of our guides, friends and family. There were hundreds of beings waiting for us on the shores of what looked like a gold city. I was flooded with an extreme amount of love, and our ship came to a stop on the calm waters before the dock. As I turned, the brilliant light appeared and the Ship of Light came barreling through to a huge roar from the souls on shore.

"Something very important happened here," said a voice from within my ear. My own Spirit Guide, Angela, was with me.

"I know," I said. "But I don't remember -"

"You've helped a dear friend reunite with his other half," Angela explained.

Of course. The purpose of this incarnation was to reunite the physical incarnation that was Greg, and his Spirit Guide. But I couldn't remember...

Greg and his Spirit Guide walked up onto the dock, facing each other. The light beings stood around and watched as a timeless ritual took place. With a final thank you, and a tearful goodbye, the two became one and were enveloped by the light of the Source.

I looked up, to see a changing of the winds in the sky.

"There's much work left to be done," Angela whispered again.

I turned to face her.

"I know," I said.

And with that, I was whisked away to judge the life I had just lived, and plan my next move into reunification with my other half.