As I watched, the figure produced a large, flaming sword seemingly from thin air and pointed it at me.
“Don’t worry, little man,” he growled. “I’ll take good care of your body. And your wife. Excuse me, I meant, MY wife. And MY children,” he added, looking at the girls, who gazed on him with awe, their faces smiling wide.
“Yes, father,” they said in unison. “Send HIM to his eternal destination.” The figure smiled and raised the sword over his head. As he started to swing down, I could only think of one thing — something I heard Bob teach years ago.
“Jesus!” I cried. “Save me!”
Suddenly, I was no longer in that barn. Shaking and sweating, I looked out over the draw, Bob’s arm on my shoulder. I looked at him, more scared than I had ever been in my life.
“What happened?” I asked.
“You were given a vision,” he said calmly. “A premonition of your future with Marissa.”
“How?” I asked.
“Anything’s possible,” he said.
“Was any of it real?”
“Yes, it would’ve been,” he said. I put my head in my hands and began to cry. Now I knew what happened to Greg. I felt like my whole life had been a big joke, a lie. I heard her voice behind us.
“It’s time to go,” Marissa said. I turned and looked at her. I shook my head.
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” I said.
“What are you talking about?” she asked, stepping toward us. I held up my hand and stopped her.
“I understand and I know what you are,” I said. “The wedding’s off. We’re finished.” Her face began to turn red.
“So, you think you know what I am? Really?” she asked. She looked at Bob, rage in her eyes.
“You!” she exclaimed. “You did this. You turned him against me.”
“I did no such thing,” Bob said calmly. “I just helped him see things as they really are.”
“You fool,” Marissa said, looking at me. “Do you have any idea what you’re up against? Do you honestly think some backwoods hick with a few parlor tricks can help you?”
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“I already arranged everything,” she said. “You were supposed to get 20 years of unmatched wedded bliss. You would get to raise two beautiful children. Then your soul would have been sent to its eternal reward. It would have been quick and painless and your body would continue on. You would still be alive as far as anyone ever knew.” I looked at her in shock.
“But no,” she added. “You had to go and listen to… HIM,” she said, glancing at Bob. “And you have the audacity to call off the wedding.” She shook her head.
“You’ve royally pissed me the fuck off,” she hissed. “Now, I’m going to show you the real meaning of pain.” Bob stepped in front of me and held me back.
“He is a child of God and you will not touch him,” Bob said. Marissa looked at him, a sneer on her face.
“Oh really?” she said. “And by what authority do YOU speak, little preacher man?” Bob straightened up and looked at her hard.
“By the power and authority of Jesus Christ of Nazareth,” he said firmly. “I command you and your clan to leave and go back to the pit from whence you came,” he added, his voice appearing to be stronger than I could remember. As he said that, Marissa put her hands over her ears and screeched as if in pain.
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