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Left Behind: THE REMNANT Chapter 1
Rayford Steele had endured enough brushes with death to know that the cliché was more than true: Not only did your life flash before your minds eye, but your senses were also on high alert. As he knelt awkwardly on the unforgiving red rock of the city of Petra in ancient Edom, he was aware of everything, remembered everything, thought of everything and everybody.
Despite the screaming Global Community fighter-bombers – larger than any he had ever seen or even read about – he heard his own concussing heart and wheezing lungs. New to the robe and sandals of an Egyptian, he tottered on sore knees and toes. Rayford could not bow his head, could not tear his eyes from the sky and the pair of warheads that seemed to grow larger as they fell.
Beside him his dear compatriot, Abdullah Smith, prostrated himself, burying his head in his hands. To Rayford, Smitty represented everyone he was responsible for – the entire Tribulation Force around the world. Some were in Chicago, some in Greece, some with him in Petra. One was in New Babylon. And as the Jordanian groaned and leaned into him, Rayford felt Abdullah shuddering.
Rayford was scared too. He wouldn’t have denied it. Where was the faith that should have come from seeing God, so many times, deliver him from death? It wasn’t that he doubted God. But something deep within – his survival instinct, he assumed – told him he was about to die.
Left Behind: THE REMNANT Chapter 1
Left Behind: THE REMNANT Chapter 1