My Sister Angela's Fulfillment of Revelation 12:17 As A Fifth Grader
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Revelation 12:17---Then the dragon was enraged at the woman and went off to make war against the rest of her offspring— those who obey God's commandments and hold to the testimony of Jesus.
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When I first read Chapter 12 of the Book of Revelation on September 21, 1989 (in which I interpreted 'iron rod' to be my pen of choice, a 'felt pen', and also 'female name', which I assumed represented Denise's ministry), my reading of Revelation 12:17 led me to assume that some or all of my five siblings would perform some kind of major public speaking ministries after Denise and I were 'caught up to God' around March, 1996.
When I obtained the high school paper that contained my revealing high school paper senior interview in August, 1991, in that same school paper issue I discovered an essay that my sister, Angela, wrote as was assigned by her fifth grade teacher for the entire class. (Angela was age 11 at the time.) Her essay was one of two essays by fifth graders published in this issue (my school was so small that the school paper served grades K-12).
Reprinted below is Angela's essay exactly as she wrote it, complete with misspellings.
WHAT EASTER MEANS TO ME
By Angela Xxxxxx -- Grade 5
What Easter means to me should be what it means to everyone young and old. The Risen of Christ. It means that he told the truth and to show everyone he was truely the son of God. For he knew he was to die and he said that three days after I die, I will rise on the third day. Easter is on Sunday so my family goes to church to worship the Lord and to thank Jesus for dieing for us, to open the gates of heaven.
Easter does partly mean to me Easter eggs, candy and all those things. But in my heart Easter means rejoicing, worshiping, happiness, and love for God.
Christ is the Son of God.
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Angela's essay and some of my responses in my high school paper senior interview are a reflection of the rigorous religion classes (called Catechism) that I and my five siblings attended on Saturdays, nine months out of each year between first through eighth grades, that were taught by Catholic nuns.
