The War Ravens

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     The War Ravens
                                            The Unseen Freedom Fighters!
                                           ”Nunquam Trado”
                                                                         ”Never Surrender”
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“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;” {Ecclesiastes 3:1-4}.  It had been four years since the liberation, the Yankee Empire had collapsed, those states loyal to the Union, reverted back to the Grand Ole Republic.
The Confederacy and the Union were at peace, still, there were those who persisted in international terrorism, the destruction and the murder of the innocent.  The old Yankee Government had been ineffective in dealing with the threat, and now it was left to the Confederate States of America.  A Closed-door meetings and even secret conferences were held, but no decision had been made as to what would be the best course.   Only that a newly liberated Confederacy was not in position to wage a full scale, prolonged war!

Then seemingly out of nowhere there arose a Secret Order of Confederate Warriors, known simply as The War Ravens!   Like a legend out of the age of Knights in Shinning Armor, they appeared seeming at will, then disappeared equally as swiftly.   All that is known of these Knights is that they are believed to have arisen from amongst the brain trust of the high tech world, which had worked on black projects for the empire, until its collapse.

These elite scientists took with them the most advanced high tech knowledge on earth, and combined that knowledge with a precious few select former members of the Special Forces, men that had advanced ‘guerrilla tactics’ to a stage far beyond anything previously known.   The average Joe or Jane Doe Citizen, could only imagine in our wildest dreams, of a way to fight back and to defend themselves against terrorism, since governments at all levels had been inept, no one could have imagined anything like The War Ravens.
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“But I will remove far off from you the northern army, and will drive him into a land barren and desolate, with his face toward the east sea, and his hinder part toward the utmost sea, and his stink shall come up, and his ill savour shall come up, because he hath done great things. {Joel 2:20}
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The Invisible Warriors
Tuesday 9 April 2019
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The story you are about to read was written years after the events depicted, and long after those involved had passed from the scene, at a time when The War Ravens were more legend then reality.  Like the teachings in the verses of Scripture depict, these men instinctively knew, when their time had come and gone.  But in the interim, they rode across the pages of history, like lightening on a pitch-black night.  They left no monuments, markers or trophies behind, not even a roll call of names, that they might be acknowledged for their heroic deeds.
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I am Martin Garnett, reporting for the Global World News, and this is my story!  It was Tuesday 9 April 2019, and the lead story normally would have been the actions of the 26th President of the Confederate States of America inaugurated on 22 February this year.  However, rather then this being the 2nd President, upon our nations liberation, the Confederacy decided to stick with the original ‘time schedule’ of Presidential succession, therefore upon regaining its independence the 2nd President his Vice President agreed to serve only four years.  Thereby the nation was restored to its original inaugural time line, as if it had never suffered the occupation.  Today, we as a people commemorate the 154th anniversary of the Surrender of our Confederate Armies!
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Be that as it may, on this particular date something else happened that was to change the focus, and thereby altering the course of our National Defense strategy.  It was the appearance and influence of a heretofore-unknown group known as The War Ravens, The Unseen Freedom Fighters!  As it turned out this date was intentionally chosen, due to that vary same 154th anniversary of the Surrender, whereby never again would ’surrender’ become an option for the Armed Forces or of the Confederate States of America.  A code and an oath of honor eventually was formulated, whereby each military member would foreswear himself, that in any conflict with an enemy, it would be victory or death.
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The motto of The War Ravens included the motto using the Latin words “Nunquam Trado” meaning  ‘Never Surrender’ and they would earn their motto in the years that followed, when terrorists and other evildoers presupposed, this peace loving people would make easy pickings.  It was a little over four years after the liberation; the 3rd President has been in office for six weeks and four days.  The historic Whitehouse of the Confederacy in Richmond was being retained as an historic shrine, while a new facility built and paid for, complements of an anonymous cartel of wealthy and generous donors.
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The new facility was being built on 20 acres of ground, in an area that is even now being renovated; the entire area has been rezoned for the purpose of housing the various offices of the Confederate States Government.  The newly seated National Government, was understandably short on cash, and according to our Constitution, they are required to balance their budget.  However, due to so many generous citizens, an account was opened whereby donations in any small amount could be accepted.  The process has done well, and as of this date the new Whitehouse of the Confederacy, is already beginning to take shape!

It was decided the 21st century Whitehouse would be designed in the ornate style of the Anti-Bellum period!  It would thereby be suitable for the reception of foreign dignitaries, yet at the same time must not be so lavish as to reflect an arrogance of Imperial Power, like unto the now collapsed Yankee Empire.  Temporarily the President and his family are being housed at the newly opened Jefferson Davis Condominiums, which was launched before the liberation but has since time been given the name of our beloved First President.  These Condominiums were originally designed for the purpose of attracting Conferences and Conventions; therefore several large halls were built into the complex.
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However, now that the historic Whitehouse has been placed under the control of the Confederate States Government, the President often used it as a more private meeting place.  He prefers using the Condominium complex as a more formal place to meet foreign dignitaries, as well as cases where large social functions are necessary.  The historic Whitehouse building and grounds has since been renovated so as to appear as ornate, stately and beautiful as possible, as well it should.  The historic Whitehouse was not only been properly restored, but has proven quite functional as a modern day home.
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The Confederacy has chosen not to have an enormous and expensive bureaucratic structure such as the Yankee Empire’s Secret Service, so until something better came along, the President and his family have been guarded by a contingent of especially chosen Confederate Troops.  A number of these troops dress in civilian attire on occasion, so as to mingle with the people, when large crowds are present, and during times when the President is in a highly exposed public place.  President Carter Dolby Johnston and his Secretary of War Javan Binyamin, was soon to discover a most unusual friend of the Confederacy, a friend he will never meet face to face.
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The War Ravens
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It was Tuesday evening and President Johnston had put in a full day, nonetheless, he had one last chore before turning in for the night, a critical meeting with his Secretary of War.  It is noteworthy; the same terrorists that had threatened the old Yankee Empire would not likely show any leniency toward the Confederacy, given our well-known support for Israel and the Jews.  And it was only a matter of time before they made their feelings known, in no uncertain terms!  While the Confederate States could not and would not engage in a major Middle-East War, save for putting down an enemy that presented a real threat to the nation.
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Even then as President was obligated to submit a proposed Declaration of War to the Congress, unless that enemy represents an actual threat of immanent attack.  In any case he knew the Confederacy, only four years into its newly restored independence, could ill afford a prolonged war, least it fall into the same trap, as did the Yankee Empire.  This evenings meeting was exceedingly urgent, since a strategy had to be formulated, that would do quickly, what the Yankees could not do in nearly a decade of war, the total defeat of these same terrorists.
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Being a Christian and a Believer, he knew instinctively, such a strategy must be of such a nature, it will put the ‘fear of Almighty God’ into those who would attack the Confederacy, and its people.  Late in the day he decided it would be helpful if Secretary of State John Wise were to attend, he having just returned from London on an important diplomatic mission.  A mission, which would prove of mutual benefit to both nations!  It was 7:00 P.M. Eastern Time, when the meeting got underway, the wives of the three men were extremely helpful in providing coffee and treats, as well as reminding them as to the lateness of the hour.
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The nation decided not to hired the huge army of servants, which had been available at the Whitehouse in Washington, thus the help these ladies offered was most appreciated.  It was an hour later, nearly 8:00 O’clock and well after dark, when a commotion was heard outside.  The three men arose quickly from their seats and headed for the front window; several Confederate Soldiers had already surrounded, of all things, a man on horseback.  Secretary of State Wise looked at the President and remarked; “We are living in the 21st century, are we not?  Yet I see what looks like a Knight dressed in Black Armor?
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The horseman didn’t seem to be vary threatening so the Secretary of War offered a possible reason; “Mr. President, I think he is a messenger, not an aggressor.”  President Johnston headed for the door; his two Cabinet Secretaries close behind, followed shortly by the three ladies.  The President turned to his Secretary of War, speaking in a low tone, “Order the troops to stand back and give this rider space, let us give him a chance to define his reasons for being here.”  Secretary of War Binyamin’s voice could be heard giving orders to the soldiers, which had by now surrounded the rider and his black horse, howbeit at a safe distance.
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The President called out to the rider, “Who are you sir and what has brought you to our door?”  I am The War Raven, friend of this nation and its people, had I come as an enemy, your soldiers would not now be alive.  I come The War Ravens shall visit you in person, but this one time only!  We fight anywhere upon earth, irrespective of borders, your enemies are our enemies, your friends are our friends, look to the world news, you will learn of us, you will be told how and under what circumstances you may contact us.  Call us the ‘Ghost Riders’ or the ‘Invisible Warriors’, whatever seems good in your own eyes!.
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Secretary of War Javan Binyamin broke in with his own question; “How do we know you are real, perhaps you are merely a showman, out for your 15 minutes of fame?”  Have your Secretary of State come forward and receive my calling card and hand it to President Johnston.  John Wise, Secretary of State, glanced at the President, and then walked down the sidewalk, through the gate and toward The War Raven.  The man who like unto a Knight in Black Armor reached down and handed him a sheaved knife, which looked to be very expensive; the Secretary looked up and was about to thank the rider.
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Suddenly the rider reared his mount up on its hind legs, while dawning a black sword, raising the sword skyward, then dipped it toward the President, as he called out; I salute you Mr. President, and to everyone a good night.  The War Raven charged off down the street, while the six of them, including the soldiers hurried out into the middle of the street, the rider had simply disappeared.  Secretary of War Binyamin called out to his troops, pointing to all of the men separately.  The three of you, each takes one of those vehicles parked across the street, pointing to three military vehicles, follow and see where he went, but keeps your distance.
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One of you drive straight ahead, the other two take the street on either side!  Secretary of War Binyamin, while turning to the President, stated; “I doubt if they will find him, I believe he simply disappeared, right in front of our eyes.  And I’d like to know how he did it, commented President Johnston!  Secretary of State John Wise was so stunned, for a moment he forgot the sheathed knife in his hand.  Then coming to himself, he presented it to President Johnston, “The War Raven directed me to present you this gift.”  The six of them walked back inside, the President now grasping the knife!
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After calming down a wee bit, all of them nearly simultaneously turned and looked at the knife in the President’s hand, as the ladies looking on, naturally with a curious look in their eyes.  The President slowly drew the knife out of its sheath as everyone gave a gasp, it is a Bowie knife, stated the President, and it appears to be solid gold!  Secretary of State Wise asked; what does it say Mr. President” referring to the words on the handle?  The President replied; it says ‘Never Surrender’ and on the other side it says, Nunquam Trado, in Latin!
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What do those small words on the blade say, asked Secretary Wise; the words look to be Hebrew, you understand Hebrew, do you not Secretary Binyamin?  Yes replied the Secretary as he took possession of the knife, it says; “Lo, I come in the volume of the book {Hebrews 10:7}.  On the other side it says; “Lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world.” {Matthew 28:20}.  There’s a note that came with the knife, also in Hebrew, the President turned and handed the note to Secretary Binyamin.  The Secretary began reading, “it says, we fight that others may live, victory or death, anywhere, anytime.
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Then it states on a small separate note in English, attached to the sheath, this knife is unto you, like unto my signature, my signet and my oath!  Who ever these people are, stated President Johnston, they are beyond a doubt, legitimate!”  The President lifted up his eyes from his reading and looked at the other five people in the room, and said; “This knife is a master piece, it even has the Great Seal of the Confederacy vary skillfully engraved into both sides of the handle, near the outer end of the handle.  Someone out there spent a lot of time, talent and money, in order to make sure we clearly understood that we are not alone.
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Ladies, and Gentlemen, the world will surely hear from these people, all in due course of time!  In the meantime, the knife is in my view, the property of the Confederate States of America; does everyone agree?”  They all nodded their heads, each in their own turn, in the affirmative!  Howbeit, the President’s assessment of the situation regarding the group calling themselves The War Ravens, would turn out to be all too accurate!  Terrorist activity in the Middle East, surged after the United States was forced to withdraw, the member States of the Confederacy having broken with the Union, terrorism now threatened the Confederate States.
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As important as the issue of terrorism was, for some reason his thoughts turned to Jubbah Williamson, a black friend he’d known since childhood, he would see how important the direction of his thoughts had been.  They were half way through breakfast that next morning when a knocked was heard at the back door, “I’ll get it honey”, responded the First Lady.  Opening the door and seeing it was the Secretary of State, she called out to her husband, “Carter its Secretary of State John Wise.”  His wife Elaine also accompanied him and the three entered the kitchen, where a modest size table had been set up!
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The President turned to take notice of the three of them, then asked, John, Elaine would you care to join us for a little breakfast?  John Wise headed for the table, not to eat but rather for a cup of coffee and a chat with the President.  Elaine Wise joined Charlotte, the First Lady, helping her with a few chores!  John, I’d like you to be present when I speak to the Saudi Ambassador, who should be arriving, vary shortly.  “Alright Mr. President, I just hope I can add something constructive to the meeting!”  I have no doubt that you will my friend, responded the President.
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That being taken care of, President Johnston’s mind somehow shifted for a moment back to his old friend, his friend Jubbah also known as ‘Jubal’ Williamson.  He would no doubt add a certain atmosphere to just about any event that takes place; he is by his vary nature kind, mannerly, and has a certain distinguished demeanor about him.  I must do something about that, he thought to himself.  Ole Jubbah all through the years has always preferred to be called simply Jubal, in any case the President thought to him self, I sure wish he were here today.  The President thought back to their High School days when Jubal ask for and received a part in a School Play, where he played the part of a Butler.
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Suddenly he came to himself and before getting down to the business of planning for an eventual meeting with the Ambassador from Saudi Arabia, he called his Assistant Mr. Mel Rineman.  “Mel, this is the President!”  Yes Mr. President, replied Mel Rineman, how can I assist you this morning?  ”Would you mind locating a Black man by the name of Jubbah Williamson, commonly called Jubal, his last known address is in Waycross Georgia, I’d like to hire him on as the Caretaker and Butler, here at the old Whitehouse.”  Mel thought for a moment before responding, Will do Mr. President, I’ll get right on it, I know a number of people In Waycross.

Wherever he is I’ll find him, I’ll get back with you!  “Thank you Mel, I appreciate it, just have him report to me personally!  While Mel Rineman was about the business of locating Jubbah Williamson somewhere in Georgia, the President was polishing off his plans for the Ambassador from Saudi Arabia.  The ladies were planning on fixing the necessary drinks and other snacks that would be served at some point in the meeting.  The President thought to himself, I could just as easily meet with the Ambassador at the more ornate facilities of the Jefferson Davis Condominiums, but then again, the Ambassador requested that I meet him here. 

The Enemy Feels the Sting
Monday 3 June 2019
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It was now Tuesday 10 June and the Confederacy had just commemorated the birthday of Jefferson Davis the week before, when a story was seemingly on every channel, a Terrorist Encampment in the mountains of northwestern Pakistan has been destroyed.  A few Journalists dared to enter the region in order to report the story, the pictures were of devastation and death, but somehow a man claiming to be passing through on the way home, survived.  An Arabic translator reported his words; “I am Abdullah Moshe, and I saw him and fell to the ground in fear, the Taliban Soldiers fire at him, but their bullets didn’t even graze the man.”
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The Journalist, a woman from Atlanta ask him through her translator; Abdullah, the Soldiers fire on who, who was it that they fired on?  “He rode out of the night on a powerful black horse, the horse reared up on its hind legs and the rider drew a black sword, he was dressed like some kind of medieval Knight in Black Armor.”  The Journalist, whose name is Windy Walcott, continued her questioning; did the Soldiers bullets strike the man riding the horse, if so why didn’t he fall to the ground?  Abdullah Moshe looked at her, after receiving the translation, then he replied; “Because he is a Ghost, a Spirit and you can’t kill a Spirit!”

The Journalist turned her questioning in another direction; “Abdullah, did the rider on the black horse do all this damage alone?  Abdullah’s eyes seem to open wide as if staring into the vary face of death.  Again, speaking Arabic as before, Abdullah responded, his hands shaking, “There were, then Abdullah tried to say it so it could be understood, there were only seven soldiers besides the Black Rider, but they all had weapons like I’ve never seen.  They didn’t shoot bullets, but the light of death, like something out of a nightmare, killing and destroying everything in sight.”
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A camera scan of the area revealed Abdullah’s story, nothing remained but ashes and dead bodies; among the dead, the leadership of the Terrorists Cell could be identified.  Abdullah also stated that “after they had rained death and destruction upon the village, they quickly departed, he reported that he tracked them for a short time, but they were no where to be found.”   Meanwhile back in Richmond, President Carter Johnston was holding a Cabinet Meeting at the Condominium complex, when the news flash came over the mass media, his Private Secretary, Mrs. Judy Winston, entered the room, and whispered in his ear, and then she left again.
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The President turned to Secretary of War Binyamin and Secretary of State Wise in a near whisper; “The War Raven has finally shown himself, in far away Pakistan, there is one group of Terrorists that will never cause problems for anyone, ever.”  It appears as though this War Raven meant precisely what he said, ‘anywhere, anytime’ replied Secretary of War Binyamin.  “I bet he has gained possession of laser and holographic technology”, remarked Secretary of State Wise.  The President then briefed his Cabinet, “The press has no idea who these people are or what to call them, and I am asking all of you, to say nothing, for security sake.

These men are effective because they are unknown, even we ourselves know nothing of them, save the name they used on 9 April out there on the street in front of the old Whitehouse.  Quite frankly, it is better for everyone concerned, that we know as little as possible!”  After the Cabinet Meeting had adjourned, the President and Secretary of War, a while later crossed paths in the hallway; I was thinking Mr. President, stated Secretary Binyamin, perhaps this War Raven is after all just a spirit, is that possible?  “Well Javan, Spirits and Dogs don’t sweat, horses do, under the street lights, I got close enough to notice, his horse was wet with sweat.
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Besides, I’ve never heard of a spirit handing a man a Bowie Knife, have you Javan?”  I recon not Mr. President!  “However, said the President, be that as it may, I am convinced this horse with the Rider in Black Armor never entered Pakistan.  I believe what this Mr. Abdullah Moshe saw was showmanship, a holographic image created by a Special Forces expert, turned entertainer, now seemingly a movie producer.”  Are you serious Mr. President?  “Indeed Javan, the idea is not only to kill the enemy and break his toys, but also to frighten any witnesses.  Thereby discouraging others from following the same path; it’s not unlike making a movie!”

There are no photographs available of this Horseman in Black or of his War Ravens, but an artist rendition was recently made for the President and examined by a trusted Professor at the University of Virginia, a Professor Brink Tyler.  “Mr. President, the uniform this rider appears to be wearing is likely made of a very advance material.  The Yankee Army was experimenting with the ‘futuristic soldier’ concept, before the liberation.  Such a uniform did exist, though of a more crude design, and some things are commonly known; it was lightweight and bulletproof.  The wearer could lift five times his own weight, while running faster then any man alive!
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Also let me add, whomever wears the uniform can outrun and outlast a Marathon Runner, ten times over, before ever exhausting himself; these people have simply redesigned such a suit into a kind of cross between the knights of old, and a futuristic soldier.  And it appears they have somehow ingrained laser technology into the black sword, which their leader welds.  Likely as not they have other weapons that use this and other advance technologies!  Lastly, it is likely the helmet, from the wearers point of view, is a kind of virtual computer screen, that provides all manner of needed information and is transparent only from the inside out.”
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I still had one question that remained unanswered, how did this War Raven protect his horse?  The Terrorists would not have taken care to spare his powerful black stallion; the horse’s flesh would have been torn to shreds by automatic gunfire.  However, just then the First Lady interrupted the Presidents thoughts, “honey, your friend Jubal has arrived, would you like to brief him on his duties?”  By all means sweat heart, send the gentleman in, I’d like to see him anyway after so many years, he’s the one man upon this earth that know still has his feet on the ground.

Jubal entered the main room of the old Whitehouse escorted by Charlotte the First Lady; the President arose from his desk and walked around so as to meet his old friend, face to face.  The President reach out his hand, “it is good to see you again, how’s the missus doing, well I pray?  Jubal paused for a moment looking about the room, then responded, She’s doing fine, particularly given the new job you have been so kind as to offer me.  I know you well enough Mr. President to know you didn’t have your people search for me, and haul me up here merely because you needed a Butler; what do you really want of me?

Still the same ole Jubal, as perceptive as any man I’ve ever known, accept on your part, you seem to be able to read my mind; no I don’t just need a Butler or a Caretaker, and I didn’t call you here to be a Presidential Servant.  I do need someone I can trust to cover my back, someone that will give me honest up front advise, when I am about to step over the line, or perhaps when I have missed something important.  You are that man Jubal, and I figured the best possible position from which to help me is as a Butler and a Caretaker; such a position would justify you being Present at times when otherwise your presence would raise suspicion.
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What about my wife Carline, replied Jubal, you’ve invited me to live here at this historic Whitehouse, and she would be coming and going with seemingly no purpose.  The President thought for a moment then looking directly at Jubal then responded, your wife is the best cook in Georgia, if I remember correctly, is she not?  Jubal smiled, and then looked at the President, you’ll never get me to say otherwise Mr. President!  All right then Jubal, your wife is our Chief Chef; both of you take a couple of days off with pay to get settled in, Mel Rineman, who you met earlier will take care of the proper attire as well as any other needs you might have.
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The Ambassador’s Visit
Saturday 22 February 2020
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It was Saturday 22 February, a very special day for President Carter Dolby Johnston, he had completed his first year in office, and there would be a ‘Southern Ball’ in his honor, but that was for later in the day.  As for now it was 7:30 A.M. and by 9:00 O’clock the Ambassador from Saudi Arabia was expected to arrive.  The Ambassador had requested this meeting, and asked that it be held in the old historic Whitehouse.  He had visited the building as a younger man, before the liberation and commented, “given the right circumstances he could feel comfortable here.”  The President, speaking to his wife Charlotte over breakfast that very morning commented, “I do hope the Ambassador finds visiting this historic Whitehouse, under present conditions, to be suitable.
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Just maybe we can find something we agree upon!  Well, replied his wife Charlotte, the First Lady of the Confederacy, her name being an old Southern name to be sure; “I have no doubt that if the two of you disagree to sharply, you will give him a sizeable chunk of your Christian Confederate mind.  Well Sweetheart, the President responded, you’ve given me an idea, maybe I’ll give him a sizeable piece of our Lord’s mind, surely Aban Abdul Jabbar will come up with an appropriate response of his own.  It was getting close to 9:00 O’clock and both his wife and him self could hear a knock on the front door, no doubt it must be the Ambassador.

Jubal and his wife Carline had just reported for work at 8:30 according to the time designated for them, while she was busy getting coffee and snacks ready for the Ambassador, her husband Jubal entered the main room, used also as the President’s office.  The President seeing Jubal head toward the door remained at his desk, believing it was a fitting place to be seen upon the Ambassador’s entry.  As Jubal walked to the door he thought to himself, my friend Carter wants me to, among other things, size up those who come calling on the President of the Confederacy, I can start my career by checking out the Ambassador from Saudi Arabia.
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As he opened the door, he was faced with the Ambassador himself, and as expected he was alone!  Given the Southern manners of President Johnston, he had naturally invited the Ambassador’s missus, but she declined, possibly due to a Middle Eastern custom.  Still Jubal greeted the guest at the door!  Good morning Mr. Ambassador, would you like to come in, the President is expecting you, sir.  The Ambassador followed Mr. Jabbah Williamson into the main room, where President Johnston arose and stepped from behind his desk to great him.  Mr. President, the Ambassador from Saudi Arabia, Mr. Aban Abdul Jabbar.
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Mr. Ambassador, welcome to the Confederate States of America, and to this historic home!  The two men shock hands and offered a little small talk as Jubal disappeared into the kitchen area, just as the two men slowly took a seat in the main room.  As Butler, Jubal was very timely, and seeing the right moment, he entered and offered the two men coffee or tea and a biscuit cake made by Carline, this vary day, just for the occasion.  Carline herself served the two men, using a very special tray, a gift of the Prime Minister of Great Britain, the tray being silver and contained décor along with the Great Seal of the Confederacy.
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After a couple of compliments to Jubbah and Carlene Williamson by the Ambassador, the President felt like it was time to get down to business.  Mr. Ambassador I thank you for your most gracious compliments, but perhaps you might wish to set forth the true reasons for your visit.  Yes Mr. President, and it is my understanding that most Confederates, yourself in particular, like to deal in a straightforward manner, so you will understand if I proceed along those same lines.   My government is deeply concerned over the attack by this ‘Black Horseman and his Soldiers’ upon a company of our Police, who were merely carrying out their duty.
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The President glanced at the Ambassador for a moment, then replied, “You must have done a little investigating before arriving here today, therefore might I assume you understand, I do not know the identity of this ‘Back Horseman and his Soldiers’ nor have I any information as to his plans, strategies or movements.  Further I have no idea as to where he calls home or how he supports his various activities!”  Ambassador Jabbar was quick to respond, I am also assuming that you did your own homework, and are well informed, the case involved our Police having arrested a group of citizens that had violated our laws.
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Secretary of State John Wise had remained relatively silent up until now, but decided it was time for him to add his two cents!   Arising to his feet he paced a short distance then turned, “Mr. Ambassador this Black Horseman and his Soldiers, as you refer to them, is thought to have struck in Pakistan, Afghanistan and Iran, just to name a few of the places he has visited.  Based upon those he has targeted, you must understand why he is doing these things?  It is no secret that Christianity and the Holy Scriptures are a violation of your laws in the Saudi Kingdom, under penalty of death!
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The President also arose to his feet and himself paced back and forth then stopped in front of his Presidential Desk, picking up a sheet of paper from his desk, he walked over and handed it to the Ambassador.  “Perhaps this is the law being referring to, the one the group of citizen were accused of violating?”  The Ambassador scanned over the document then replied, yes Mr. President, this is the very same law, you are better informed then I had imagined.  Yes and perhaps more so then you realize, you have a copy of the Christian Holy Bible in your desk at the Embassy, and surely you must have read it, if for no other reason then curiosity.

Mr. Ambassador, you wouldn’t have that Bible in your possession, unless it was your intention to read it, perhaps you have read in Ecclesiastes, Chapter 3 and verse 2, where it says “… a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted …”.   The subject of this verse is also covered in the Book of Galatians where it says, “Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.”  Your people are the biological children of Abraham through Hagar, yet they have not the spirit of Abraham, for they have sown unto hatred and bitterness, bowing down before another God, other then the Almighty God of Abraham.
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You surely didn’t come here simply to merely lodge a complaint about the Rider on the Black Horse and his soldiers, or that you’re Religious Police were attacked for arresting Christians?  Did you expect less, Mr. Ambassador; Christians in these modern times do not walk into the arena of death without defending themselves, a scenario, which ended with the Roman Empire under the Caesars.  For that same portion of Scriptures, which I’ve been quoting, says, as you well know, “A time to kill and a time to heal; a time to break down and a time to build up …”.  Did you not come here to say, the Arab Nations, like all the nations of the earth, have experienced the greatest Christian Revivals, since the resurrection and ascension of Jesus Christ?
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Ecclesiastes 3:1 says “To everything there is a season, and a time for ever purpose under the heaven.”  Ambassador Jabbar had thus far sat silent and listened to President Johnston, but now he decided to inject his own thoughts into the discussion.  “Allow me to call you Carter, if you will Mr. President, for I feel like we are speaking here as friends, and not merely between the Confederate Head of State and the Saudi Ambassador.  You would have made an excellent Christian Preacher, almost thou persuadest me to be a Christian!  The President responded in a similar manner, not unlike the Apostle Paul, “I would to God, that not only thou, but also all thy people, were both almost, and altogether a Christian, such as I am. {Acts 26:28-29}!
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The Ambassador arose to his feet and walked over to the Presidential Desk, picked up a copy of the Holy Scriptures, which was laying there before him; tell me Carter, what makes, shall I call it the Judeo Christian Religions, so much better or what places it above all others?  The President, still standing, glanced at the Bible in the Ambassador’s hand, then at the Ambassador himself, there are many verses that could be quoted, but let me remind you that in Exodus 20:3 it states “Thou shalt have no other gods before me” and again in verse 5 it states “Thou shalt not bow down thy self to them, nor serve them:”
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Then Aban; there is the empty tomb, which stands as witness, that he has arisen, the tomb is empty!  There are at least 300 Prophesies pertaining to the coming to the Son of God, all of them, save those yet future, have been fulfilled in only one single man, that is Jesus Christ, the Messiah.  My friend, the story of Jesus birth, life, ministry, trial, crucifixion, death, resurrection and ascension is witnessed not only in the Scriptures themselves, but also in the historical record of the times.  That Jesus did all the things attributed to him is of such a certainty, an Attorney could prove them in an unbiased court of law.
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The Ambassador paced for a moment, then asked of President Johnston, it is getting late and I must go, but before I do tell me, “What shall the end be?”  Have you heard of the Christian Movie series, Left Behind, asked the President?  Yes I have indeed, and my fellow countrymen would not be at all pleased to know, I’ve seen both parts.  Aban, some time when you get the chance, you might compare these events with the Scriptures, you will see for yourself.  This great revival, to which we have all born witness, is in effect, God’s last call to mankind before he brings down the curtain on this dispensation.  What then asked the Ambassador!
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As you know from the story, a man the Scripture calls the Beast will arise as a Worldwide Dictator, he will declare himself both Messiah and God, afterwards there will be only two religious choices, accept Jesus Christ as Savior and Lord or accept the mark of the Beast, and worship him as god.  The Apostle Paul says in Acts 4:12 “Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.”  And in Luke 10:27 it states “… Thou shalt love the Lord thy God, with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbour as thyself.”
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Yet your people serve a religion that teaches them to murder the innocent, as well as all those that believe not as they do, while forcing them to serve their own false god, and thinking they do the true God favor.  The Ambassador approached the President and extended his hand, my friend, I must leave now, but be assured, I will give serious thought to all that you have revealed to me.  The Ambassador headed toward the door, the President not far behind, then the Ambassador turned with a question.  Carter, when is it time to kill, according to that verse in Ecclesiastes?
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In self-defense against an aggressor, thus the War Ravens are justified!  Our creator has endowed us with among other rights, the unalienable right to self-defense, thus every individual has the right to keep and bear arms.  Based upon the unholy treatment these Christians have received in your homeland as well as other Middle East nations, should they organize a militia or an army and arm themselves, they also would be justified.  Those who do the persecuting are not justified!  The Ambassador then open the door, as he looked outside he could see his limousine, the two men said their final good nights and the Ambassador departed.
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The fall of Yemen
Thursday 11 March 2021
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It was 8:30 A.M. and President Carter Dolby Johnston was in a conference at the Jefferson Davis Condominium Complex, those present were his Secretary of State John Wise, Secretary of War Javan Binyamin and the Secretary of the Treasury Walter Waldrop.  They were discussing how to effectively deal with the Middle East Problem, without involving the Confederacy in a major war!  The Confederacy was not a superpower; President Johnston was determined not to go down that road.  Still it was important for the nation to be strong enough to defend itself against any aggressor, while at the same time standing immovable on its principles.  When suddenly his Private Secretary Judy Winston entered with a note and handed it to the President!
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The President arose from his chair, and addressing his Departmental Secretaries he said, “Excuse me gentlemen, I will very return shortly, do continue the discussion in my absence.  As he exited the Presidential Office into the office of his Private Secretary his Butler and Caretaker of the historic Whitehouse, Jubbah Williamson, greeted him.  “Jubal, stated the President, you are always welcome, what have you for me?”  The President then realized Jubal didn’t want to speak in front of his Private Secretary, so he turned to her saying, “Judy, would you mind taking a 15 minute break.”  I understand Mr. President, and I don’t mind at all, I’ll be back after a little while!
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Once his Secretary had left, Jubal turned to the President, “You ask me to cover your back, and so I am here to report, the Yemen Capital City of Sana’a has fallen to Christian Forces.  As you know Mr. President, Yemen is bordered to the north by Saudi Arabia and to the east by Oman.  The War Raven’s troops destroyed the various terrorist groups that had made western Yemen their home and training ground.  But the other Arab populations were not content to tolerate the millions of Christians in their midst, so they used their Koran as justification to torment, and even kill them.  Many Christians were tortured and murdered, execution style!
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Christianity had grown and spread through the Arab nations as a result of the worldwide revivals, and while their numbers never reached a majority in any one Arab nation, still, their combined numbers are considerable.  Their choice was to organize an army and defend them selves or else die without a fight; they choose the former.  “Where did they get the training, the equipment, arms and even the uniforms, ask the President?”  We do know The War Raven himself is obviously well connected, and a contingent of Israeli ships was spotted off the coast of Yemen; there’s no proof of their involvement, but 2 plus 2 still comes to 4, Mr. President!

Christian Armies, even as we speak, are gathering in southern Saudi Arabia and in Oman, one can assume these additional troops are for the purpose of guarding their rear, as well as providing a second wave, if needed.  O, one last item Mr. President, this very sizeable Christian Arab Army is marching under a flag bearing three strips, orange, white and brown, with a white Christian Cross on a black canton.  I can’t imagine any thing that would infuriate the other Arabs more!  “And your recommendations Jubal, asked the President?”  Jubal looked about the office, then at the President, I highly recommend staying away and maintaining a distance!
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Mr. President, the results are obvious for all to see, the Christians are building a stronghold in Yemen, Oman, possibly in southern Saudi Arabia, perhaps even Kuwait.  However, the behind the scenes preparation, their strategy and even those nations and entities involved, are beyond a doubt secret.  Our presence would only complicate things for the Christian Arabs and their Allies, and least I forget, you can expect a visit from the Yemen Ambassador, at the old Whitehouse, he wishes to keep his visit low key.  “Of course, commented the President, I would expect no less, well Jubal, we shall let him visit, I’d like very much to speak to him.”
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Jubal, I have a question for you, a question I could answer myself from the Scriptures, but I’d like you to speak on the subject; can these Arab Christian Armies justify their actions, in light of I Peter 3:4, which speak of ‘a meek and quiet spirit’?  Mr. President, you remind me of the man who sought an alternate doctor, for the sake of a second opinion, stated Jubal, but nonetheless I have an answer.  In Exodus 20:13 it says, “Thou shalt not kill” while in Exodus 21:12 it states, “He that smiteth a man, so that he die, shall be surely put to death.”
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The difference Mr. President is our unalienable right to defend ourselves, however we have no such right when it comes to the use of aggression.  This is why in modern times we have the criminal charge of Crimes Against Humanity, because such action is in effect mass murder.  We often find Christians confusing the word meek with weak; the Almighty God does not expect us as Christians to lie down like lambs to be slaughtered.  Moreover they the Christian Arabs, like we our selves, have a duty and a responsibility before God, to defend their people against the criminal aggression of others.
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I see, replied the President, we are then taken back to the verse in Ecclesiastes 3:3 where it says “A time to kill and a time to heal;” truly Jubal, there is a time for each of those things listed in Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, including a time to kill, is there not?  Indeed there is Mr. President and we are seeing it unfold before us in Yemen.  It may well be that once this conflict has been concluded; Yemen can be used as a launch pad for broadcasting the Gospel of Jesus Christ, throughout the Arab nations.  It would be interesting if a Company could be established in that newly Christianized nation, for the printing and distribution of the Holy Scriptures in Arabic.
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The two men shock hands and turned in opposite directions, Jubal toward the outer door and President Johnston toward his Presidential Office, where he would conclude the meeting of his Cabinet Secretaries.  Just as he was about to reenter his office, his Private Secretary entered and the two greeted each other.  Afterward he rejoined the meeting, and then called upon them to listen and to hear what he had to say, “Gentlemen, the problem we were discussing regarding the Middle East has been resolved, therefore we can conclude the topic for which this meeting was called.
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Monday 21 June 2021
We Ought to Obey God
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It was 26 June, a Monday and President Johnston was at his desk in the Jefferson Davis Condominiums, reaching his Presidential Office required passing through the Office of his Personal Secretary.  It was his custom to have his own Secretary announce the presence of any visitor, who would then await an invitation to enter, for politeness sake he made every attempt to make their wait as brief as possible.  It was 10:33 A.M. and Mrs. Judy Winston his Private Secretary entered and awaited for President Johnston to acknowledge her presence.
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“What have you Judy, asked the President?”  Mr. President, a Representative from the United Nations in New York wishes an audience with you sir, shall I invite him to enter your office?  “Please Judy, ask him to come in, it is urgent that I speak to him, responded the President!  When the U.N. Representative entered Judy turned to leave, but as she did so, it was quite obvious the Presidents countenance had drop a little, no doubt as a result of the U.N. Representative’s identity.  As he approached the President, now standing behind and to the left side of his desk, the man from the United Nations introduced himself.

There is no doubt sir, we have met before, during another time and under different circumstances, but for formality sake, I am an Executive Representative of the United Nation, Elliott Kershaw.  Mr. Kershaw reached out his hand toward the President, and in return received a polite but not so warm response, no doubt suspecting Mr. Kershaw’s mission and purpose, which had brought him to the Confederacy.  “What brings you here Mr. Kershaw, asked the President?”  Just then Judy reentered the Presidential Office, “Excuse me Mr. President but may I offer you gentlemen coffee and a biscuit, which was common courtesy in the Confederacy?”
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The President replied at once, giving the U.N. Representative no time to respond; “No thank you Mrs. Winston, Mr. Kershaw is pressed for time, so his visit will be relatively short.”  Judy left the office immediately, quietly closing the door behind her!  “You were about to present me with the reason for your visit, stated the President!”  Indeed, responded Mr. Kershaw, the United Nations Security Council is deeply concerned over the Confederacy’s involvement in Apostatizing nearly every U.N. member nation.  Your nation is responsible for disrupting their national religions as well as their cultures; this is illegal under several Resolutions.

The President crossed over and walked around the right side of his desk, pacing across the office a few times, glancing at his not so welcome guest a couple of times in the process.  Then he began to speak; “I recall Mr. Elliott Kershaw, as I am sure you are aware, the United Nations has no standing whatsoever within the borders of the Confederate States.  Your Diplomatic Credentials therefore offer you no protection within our borders, and you come here lodging a complaint, regarding the Word of the Living God?  The Christian Faith has been under prosecution since the time of the Roman Empire, up to and including the late Yankee Empire.

You Mr. Kershaw, advocated every liberal and socialist ideal the Empire had to offer, including the murder of something over 64 million innocent unborn babies, according to a program you called freedom of choice abortions.  What part of “Thou shalt not kill” {Exodus 20:13} did you not understand?  You endanger yourself Mr. Kershaw by coming here, for according to our laws, you are guilty of Crimes Against Humanity, based upon the mass murder of these babies.”  Mr. Kershaw having maintained his peace up until now finally spoke up in no uncertain terms; you cannot charge a Representative of the United Nations with such a crime.

Besides you have no such law under the Confederate States Government, you forget Mr. President I am also a well-experienced Attorney.  “Yes you are sir, and you were deeply involved as an Attorney for the American Civil Liberties Union, since disbanded in the Confederacy!  You managed to be front and center in tearing down the very fabric of society, every moral principle handed down to us by the Almighty God.  It is you and your cohorts that made the liberation of our nation from occupation and subjugation so urgently necessary; thereby the Empire’s fall was by your own design.
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Mr. Kershaw responded; the United Nations has received many complaints from the Arab Nations, fostering angry debates on the floor of the General Assembly.  Your nation must cease and desist in its Evangelistic Missions to the Middle East, if you do this I am authorized to drop the other charges against the Confederate States of America.  “The President smiled, then laughed out loud, as he approached Mr. Kershaw, standing close to him, staring directly into his eyes.  O mighty Caesar, how often throughout the annals of history, must Christians be subject to your persecution, ‘we ought to obey God rather then men.’ {Acts 5:29}”
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Mr. Kershaw, 11 of the 12 Apostles were executed and Christianity has felt the full weight of every Empire and Heathen Nation to come down the pike since Rome, we are still here and growing in numbers.  How many Teachers, Preachers, School Boards, State, County and Municipal Governments were forced to succumb under threats of multi-million dollar law suits, if they didn’t remove the Almighty God in Christ Jesus, the Holy Scripture and Prayer.  You have changed the First Amendment to the U.S. Constitution from ‘Freedom of Religion to Freedom from Christianity and Judaism, and now you threatening the Confederate States of America.

Mr. Elliott Kershaw, you have 24 yours to vacate the States and Territories of this Confederacy, after which I shall recommended your arrest, and extradition to the State of Texas.”  Under what charges, responded Mr. Kershaw, who now appeared extremely angered, though obviously making every attempt to retain a measure of self control?  “I believe, responded the President, Serial Murder is a good place to begin, and I am sure the State of Texas will want to include a few charges of their own.”  Why Texas Mr. President, why not Virginia?  The President looked at Mr. Kershaw, a little surprised that he didn’t know why, the State of Texas!
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Because, Texas is a strong Death Penalty State!  Mr. Elliott Kershaw, the clock is ticking, shall I notify the Governor as well as the Attorney General of Texas, that you wish to visit the Lone Star State?  Mr. Kershaw turned and headed for the door, pausing before exiting, you will hear further on this matter, Mr. President.  President Johnston looking directly into the eyes of the now furious Mr. Elliot Kershaw as he grasped the doorknob, “Mr. Kershaw, tell your Master, the time has not yet come.  Tell him, “… this gospel of the kingdom shall be preached in all the world for a witness unto all nations; and then shall the end come.’ {Matthew 24:12”
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The U.N. Representative looked directly into the President’s eyes, and they both knew of what he spoke!  The day will come Mr. Kershaw, when you will say, ‘It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the living God.’  {Hebrews 10:31}!”  As Mr. Kershaw left and closed the door behind him self, Judy Winston entered and approached the President, as if wanting to speak confidentially.  Mr. President, what was that all about, what did you say to the U.N. Representative, he looked furious?  “Judy, replied the President, this nation, the Confederate States of America is a platform and a podium for the spread of the Gospel.

If we surrender that mission and purpose we would be forsaking the will of God, and His own purpose for our nations vary liberation and independence.  As long as we carry out His will for our selves and our nation, He will stay the hand of people like Mr. Elliot Kershaw.  Men such as he are but ‘blind leaders of the blind’ {Matthew 15:14}, and they deny the truth by their deeds, for the Lord himself has said, ‘Then said I, Lo, I come in the volume of the book it is written of me, to do thy will, O God.’  {Hebrews 10:7}.  We are but instruments in the Lords hand; it is for us to carry out God’s wishes, submitting ourselves, and our nation to Him.

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It was about 11:30 A.M. by now and the President glanced at his Private Secretary, “Judy, how about you take the rest of the day off and meet me at the old Whitehouse at 8:00 O’clock in the morning.  I am sure you have a few personal things, you’d like to get done!”  Thank you Mr. President, replied his Secretary, I appreciate it very much; Judy left the office, and shortly after the President did likewise.  The President had nothing on his schedule for that afternoon, thinking he’d like to turn a few things over in his mind, so his wife and himself made arrangements to head over to the old Whitehouse for the a little family time.
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Jubbah Williamson, known to him as simply Jubal and his wife had taken the morning off and now returning to duty, both of them was more then prepared to spend a few hours serving the President and First lady.  They had partaken of a delicious evening meal, then after a time of personal refreshment, they settled down to a television movie with snacks and a drink.  It was just after dark and for whatever reason things seemed relatively peaceful and quiet for a Monday evening.  Then seemingly out of nowhere they heard noises outside, with military sentries rushing about as well as all manner of bright lights flashing.
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Jubal and his wife Carline quickly walked to the front door so as to see what had taken place!  Somehow all this suddenly seemed like a repeat of an earlier time, but then the President quickly dismissed it from his mind.  Nonetheless he and the First Lady followed Jubal to the door, both couples exiting onto the sidewalk outside.  Just as they had exited the building, and had gathered them selves together, there was ‘The War Raven’, sometimes referred to as the Black Knight.  The four of them moved quickly to the sidewalk outside the gate, so as to speak to this rider on the Black Horse, if possible.
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Just as Jubal finished closing the gate behind the four of them, the War Raven halted his mount, “greeting Mr. President and all, I am here to make, as it were, my final curtain call before dispersing the War Ravens.”  Will we ever know whom you are, Sir Black Knight, asked the President?  As you well know according to your duties as President of this beloved nation, some things should remain unsaid and unknown.  Any good we might have done is to the Glory of God, and He alone shall receive all the praise!  The Black Knight unbuckled his sheath and sword, grasping blade end of the sheath, reaching down he handed it to the President.

Mr. President, I surrender my sword!  Your service to the Confederacy is beyond words, would that we could thank you more fully?  There is only one-way Mr. President, replied The Black Knight, faith in the Almighty God, in Christ Jesus, the Holy Scripture and Prayer, along with eternal vigilance.  Let Nunquam Trado ‘Never Surrender’ be our nations motto!  The War Raven, we had come to refer to as The Black Knight then done like as he had on our first encounter, he reared up his horse on its hind legs, kicking its forelegs in the air.  Mr. President, our time has come and gone; others are now prepared to do what needs to be done!

The horse then came down vary slowly as The Black Rider continued, our Confederate States Armed Forces now stand ready to defend the nation.  We also have a glorious second and third line of defense, the various State Armed Forces in addition to a well manned, trained and organized system of Local Militias.  The Black Knight began to move forward, while calling out, there is ‘A time to be born, and a time to die;’ {Ecclesiastes 3:2}, a time to come together and a time to disperse.  Then he rode away and quite literally disappeared before our eyes, we all knew, The War Ravens would soon become nothing more then a legend.
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God save the Confederacy
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