Though Someone Come Down From Heaven Part One.

by Roxanne Dubarry

Preface

Wendy desired to visit Brandon and his parents prior to visiting her own.

It is not allowed for people to come into actual contact with deceased loved ones.

Several people have seen their loved ones in dreams and visions.

Wendy is currently in heaven and is becoming the angelic assistant to the angel called Hope.

As previously mentioned deceased humans do not become angels or their helpers.

This is the main reason I call this biblical fiction.


"Hope, would it be possible for us to visit Brandon Breaker either in a dream or a night vision?" Wendy wanted to know her angelic partner's answer. "Yes, Wendy it is possible. In fact, he has been calling your name constantly. Although his body was spared, his mind was not." "How is it possible?" "Before he became high on marijuana and drunk on alcohol, he took excellent care of his body. However, he did not take care of his mind. He used to love listening to music about drugs and alcohol while he was running. Brandon loved running and even made his high school's track team. Some of his so-called buddies got him hooked. As a result, he failed his mandatory athletic's drug testing. He became so very angry he smoked a few joints of marijuana and guzzled a few bottles of his father's beer. His father drinks and his mother smokes pot. Brandon decided to mix the two together. It certainly doesn't look good for his family.

"Isn't marijuana legal in Washington State?" "Yes, Wendy, but Brandon is under 21 years old. He would have to be 21 to drink alcohol and smoke marijuana. Even if he were 21, he was still guilty of driving under the influence and vehicular homicide. He is currently so mentally imbalanced, he is not capable of being arranged and face the numerous charges facing him. He will have to be in the psychiatric ward. I am warning you, that unfortunate young man is in pretty bad emotional and mental state.

"How is our son Brandon doing nurse?" asked an overly anxious father and mother. "Where did we both go wrong?" "Neither one of you set a good example for your son. Let's face the facts since you did not set a good example for him to follow before he became old enough to grow a beard. When he is old enough what he did brings you constant sorrow." "That will be quit enough nurse Meddlesome. "You are not a minister of the gospel, you are a nurse!" "My name is Middle-stone, not Meddlesome." "You should pay much more attention to your job, and less to Christian television programs of fanatical television evangelists!"

Nurse Emily Middle-stone hurriedly left the room. She could not stomach Dr. Henry Wordsworth. He never ceased belittling his employees in front of people. If she did not need the money to pay all of her consumer credit cards debt, she would resign faster than a New York's minute. She would do her very best to comfort Brandon, while the "good doctor" consoled the bereaved parents. "Brandon," Nurse Emily spoke softly, to her charge. If I had a son, I would like him to be exactly like you." "Wendy! Wendy! Oh dear God please help me! I did not mean to kill you! I am so very sorry for what I did to you. You were such a beautiful little girl. You were so kind and good to people! I wanted to wait until you got older to tell you how I really felt about you. You were the only girl I could ever love! And now you are dead! And I wish to God I was dead so I could join you in heaven!"

Love in Christ Jesus!

Roxanne Lea Dubarry

Roxy Lea 1954

November 19, 2017

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