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To my favorite ones, sons and daughters in the Passerby Army.
I hope that these journal entries from the past decade of war with the Dread Army make it
back to you in tact.
Grace and Peace till we meet again.
Yours Faithfully,
The Commander
6.12.00
The Passerby Armys mission is to being peace, faith, hope, freedom, and above all Love
to the entire world. Our mantra is Memento Mori. These words remind us that our
mission is urgent, and that when death comes to anyone, at 18 or 80, a mortal life proves
to be short. We are reminded by Memento Mori to never waste a moment without
advancing the mission. The fate of our children and grandchildren depends on how we
use the time we are given. At a recent gathering, my heart broke as I looked over the
Passerby Army. These men and women were ready to live and die for Love, yet somehow
they had gone from fighting the enemy to bickering and fighting each other. I thought
through what I could say to encourage them again. With all the strength of my voice and
my heart I commanded: Unified diversity! Functioning as one body.
11.4.00
As I looked over the battlefield today, I was reminded of what we were fighting for. I
thought of all of my loved ones. When I started thinking about my daughter, I was
overwhelmed. She can be so much like methe way her heart breaks with every
injustice. She prays like it all depends on God, but then lives like it all depends on her.
Even though shes strong, there are times when she tries to carry all the weight of the
world on her own and she ends up crushed, brought to her knees. As she cries out for
relief, she will finally let go, surrendering all the burden by believing that everything has
a purpose and will work out for goodits only here that she finds air to breathe again. I
wish she would come to this place quicker sometimes. So often she feels guilty for not
being able to hold it all herself, but if only she knew how wonderful she is. Ive written
several times to remind her of these things but I havent gotten a response in months.
3.16.01
While the enemy was losing the battle today, they cried out to us, Memento Mori! We
are all humans too! We are in pain and we are dying! I answered them, hoping they
would listen, Break off your pact with the Dread Army! That is what is killing you!
Walk away and take your life back! I know its all youve ever known, and walking away
will leave a wound, but it will heal! When it does, do not enter into your pact with those
vultures again! You dont have to be slaves to Death! Weve come to bring the truth of
freedom! You were meant to be free! But they wouldnt listen and kept crying out
Please give me something! Im so thirsty. I tried again with more urgency. If you die
here this way, you will have wasted your life on death and you will have never lived!
Once you die here, the chasm will be fixed and you can never undo it. Turn from Death
and drink the life-giving water we are offering you! The battle continued to rage, some
turning and joining the Passerby Army, others dying.

2.15.02
Today I finally heard from my daughter. Her letter was so sad. She said she no longer
believed in love and was thinking of joining the Dread Army. She wrote, Down here,
love wasnt meant to be for me. All is vanity underneath the sun. Feeling defeated, I
prayed and wept bitterly for what felt like hours. I cried out, Why am I here fighting to
bring Love to the earth when my own daughter doesnt believe in it anymore?
Afterwards, I was comforted to remember that everyone who seeks Truth with all their
heart will find it. Love is true. My daughter will know Love. All IS vanity underneath the
sun. Everything and everyone on earth will leave us empty and unfulfilled, because there
is only one Love. She was already finding Truth in her searching.
3:45am
Tonight, I cant seem to get my daughters words out of my headAll is vanity
underneath the sun
6.1.02
I had two nightmares last night. In the first, I dreamed that I was in a huge crowd of
people. We were all dead, but we pretended that we still lived. We did everything we
could to experience the highest heights that life here has to offer, but we all started to feel
a vacuum growing within our souls. All happiness was only as brief as a snowflake
hitting a warm tongue. It began to drive us insane. I realized I was fighting for the Dread
Army. All of the sudden a man appeared in the sky and we were all watching him. He
was more alive than any of us had ever been and it made us want to live. From the depth
of every heart we began screaming in unison, I dont know who I am anymore! Not once
in life have I been real, but Ive never felt this close before! Ive been walking dead,
watching you, long enough to know I cant go on! I woke up devastated at having felt
the emptiness of our enemies. I love them all.
Later that night I dreamed fire fell from the sky. I remembered prophecies Id heard about
Hell, ones Id scoffed at. I never wanted to believe in it, but somewhere in the back of my
heart, I worried the prophecies might be true. Here in my dream I saw the reality of it.
This is the fate of our world without Love, and so many people I loved were lost in the
midst of this fire. Again I woke up weeping at the potential fate of our enemies. I love
them all so much.
3.15.03
The Dread Army is very rich. To them, everything has a price, even their own souls. Their
people fall madly in love with money and rob their minds to serve her. I watched one of
our finest soldiers fall into her trap, and he and his wife joined the Dread Army. His
family suffered severe emotional damage because of his betrayal. The Dread Army
mutilated him and he lost an arm. Ten months later he came back to the Passerby Army
with such humility, begging to be a servantto simply clean our toilets and be among us.
We nursed his wounds, gave him a clean uniform, and made him a Captain. He is now in
charge of a thousand men. Today he is a remarkably loyal brother and has kept many men
from falling to the allure of money and ending up toiling in the ranks of the Dread Army.
4.3.03

Many of my soldiers dont know this, but I grew up in the Dread Army and was a slave to
Death as a young man. The Dread Army lives in the dark, so thats where I lived when I
was with them. I loved the darkness because I could hide all my flaws there. I never
realized that darkness is a deceptive enemy. Everyone in the Dread Army is afraid of
silence, so they fill every moment with empty idle words. They all lie, so you can never
truly know the genuine identity of a Dread Army soldier. One night I was spying on
Passerby territory when I was captured and brought before the King of the Passerby
Army. At the foot of His throne, where I laid trembling on the ground, was the most
brilliant light Id ever seen. There was no darkness to hide in, and for the first time I saw
all that I really was. The silence in this place was immense because in the light of The
King, there is nothing to sayonly things to realize. I has been an enemy of this
powerful King all my life and if He had sentenced me to death right there is would have
been rightit would have been justice. Amidst these heavy thoughts, I was startled to
feel the Kings hand under my chin as he leaned down and lifted my face to his own. He
spoke with a love Ive never known before, saying, We only want voluntary allegiance
in the Passerby Army. If you stay here, you will be changed and it will feel like the old
you has died, oryou may remain in the darkness as a slave. Either way, I love you, my
son. You are free to choose.
As I left to go back to the Dread Army camp, I questioned everything Id ever known. I
realized in the face of the Kings Love that all my own love was selfish and not really
love at all. It was true that the only way for me to be changed would be for the King to
kill who I had become, and raise me up to live again, making me new.
9.5.03
Remembering my days in the Dread Army gives me such an urgency to keep my daughter
from joining them. I think often about when she was a baby. Every night I would tell her
that she was beautiful and precious. I wanted to make sure she knew that she was worth
more than anything in the world. I would tell her about the King of the Passerby Army
and that He ruled everything, including her. I would tell her that since He is the King and
a father to us all, that she is a true princess. I used to dream of her growing up into a
beautiful, wise woman that would change the world. I used to pray that over her, pleading
for her to be spared from the things that every other man and woman in our family had to
go through.
However, with all the potential that our free will gives us to freely love, we also must
face the risk that our free will gives us the same potential to freely hate. My worst fears
were realized when we found that she had been abused by a man who used his free will to
try and destroy her. Her desire to join the Dread Army was simply the result of her having
been hurt in the most unjust way possible. So my prayer for her as a baby was the same
one I prayed for her tonight, to set apart this dream.
1.23.04
I miss my daughter so much. I havent heard from her in so long. Tonight, as I prayed for
my daughters searching to turn into glory, it gave me hope to remember my own time of
searching and finding truth. The day after my capture and release from the Passerby
King, I went to our morning meeting, where the Dread Army commander was speaking
as usual. She was a beautiful woman who always seemed to encourage us in our mission

with eloquence and passion, but on this particular day, I began to see holes in her speech.
Evil fell from her pretty mouth, wrapped in her classic voice. She was angelic in her
syntax, but demonic in her motive. In the middle of her speech she nodded to a man in
the back and I turned to see him lean down and walk quickly from the room. Just then, an
explosion went off and 50 people were killed instantly. The Dread Army commander
yelled Help your brothers! The Passerby Army is full of murderers! Avenge your
brothers! As everyone turned to assist the wounded, I looked back at the commander and
saw her begin to smile. As she scanned the room with pleasure, her eyes fell on me and
her smile vanished. Her face filled with hatred and my heart raged against her. I made my
way to the stage and began to yell so the soldiers could hear what our commander had
done. Everyone was silent as we argued and I picked apart her lies. I told the Dread Army
about my meeting with the King of the Passerby Army and how much Love hed shown
me. Hundreds of them began to cry. She ordered me to be executed on the spot, but the
guards were all weeping. I asked if anyone wanted to join the Passerby Army with me
and thousands of open hands went up. She was outnumbered and slipped away before we
could seize her.
10.10.04
After more than 2 years of writing letters to my daughter and getting no response, I tried
one last time.
Favorite One,
I love you so much. I miss you desperately. I know you are searching for truth and your
honesty in the last letter you wrote was beautiful. You are growing up and you need to
learn for yourself what you believe and why. This is a good thing even though it can be
confusing at times. Dont stop questioning, my love, and hear me when I tell you how I
see it. I believe you feel like something is missing inside because you were created to
commune with our King, the leader of the Passerby Army. He will show you what it
means to truly be loved and will teach you how to love others. You arent listening or
searching for Him and His children and if you listen to Him tonight, you will hear Him
say:
Tiny heart, stuck inside yourself, when will you open up for me? I love you so, and I
want to meet you again, before one of us must go. Your lips touched every hand but mine.
When will you get back to me? Tiny heart, youre not by yourself. When will you
recognize the beat of my heart grieving in your hand? You crush me when you run that
way. You will never know what you have done to me, and you will never know losing
love from me, and you will never know a single day alone. If you choose me, Im waiting
for youalways waiting.
You are my favorite. I love you always.
7.13.07
When my daughter received my letter, she decided to look to the King to learn about
Love like I encouraged her to. She fell deeply in love with what she found, and the
change in her was amazing. When I asked her about any romance in her life, she said that
she has asked the King to pick her husband. She explained that she was going to stay
asleep in regard to romance until The King came to her to say that it was almost time to

arise for a new morning. Sure enough, He woke her up and introduced her to a valiant
young soldier of the Kings. Another year later, she wrote me, saying that this man had
asked her to be his bride. When she said yes, he kissed her for the first time. She said,
That night I felt like I had become somethingtreasureddifferent. She had never felt
anything more passionate in all her life than the deep slow burn of waiting on him to lead
her. The wedding was glorious.
6.5.03
Our most loyal captain that we put in charge of a thousand men was replaced today. He
will be greatly missed. He was the strongest, most loving, selfless, and courageous man
any of us had every known and his wife was a wonderful woman. The commander loved
her desperately. She was his life, but she had come from a very dark past and had been
hurt so much that she was never able to fully trust him.
One day the captain left to go on a mission. His wife was so sure he was meeting another
woman that she followed him. He settled into his hiding spot and after a moment of
silence, she appeared before him with tears streaming down her face. I know you are
meeting another woman! she screamed. Where is she?!! I hate you! You lie to me all
the time! I hope you die out here! I know you have had an affair, so guess what? I have
had an affair too! I never want to see you again! He was horrified and tried to quiet her,
but it was too late. She began to flee and was nearly out of the captains sight when a
Dread Army soldier appeared and seized her. The soldier threw her to the ground and as
she lay there with a gun pointed at her, she realized that her husband wasnt meeting
anyone. Remorse overwhelmed her just as she heard the rapidly approaching footsteps
and then her husbands voice shouting Let her go! Take me, but let her go! The soldier
looked at the captain, scanned his uniform, and fear flashed across his face. He
recognized him and put the gun closer to the woman shouting Dont come any closer!
The Passerby Army captain stopped and spoke softly, Please, take me, but let her go. My
life in exchange for hers. Please. The soldier asked in disbelief, But you are a captain!
Why would you die for this woman? The man looked at his wife and said with tears
flowing down his face, Because I love her more than my own life. The Dread Army
soldier threw back his head and laughed. Woman, get out of here! he commanded.
When she walked far enough away for the soldier to be satisfied, she turned and saw her
husband killed in her place. For the first time in her life, she knew that she was loved.
Her cold heart was melted and she wept for seven days without eating. She got up and
went before the Passerby Army and told the all that had happened, asking to be punished
with justice. A Passerby Army soldier went and stood beside her to address his fellow
troops. Our captain loved us. He lived for this mission, but he would do anything this
woman asked. He loved her enough to die for her, so he must have believed in her ability
to do greater things than he himself did while he was here with us. She has already
proven that she is just by her request to bring justice on herself. I say that we make her
our new captain! The crowd was in unison: Long live our new captain!
She is proving to be our best captain yet.
12.3.03
This will be the last letter I will be able to write to my sons and daughters before we enter
by far the fiercest battle this conflict has seen.

Dearest children, my favorite ones,

You are mature now and you can handle hearing about the things Im going to tell you, so
brace yourself and be strong. Many in the Passerby Army have been injured, killed, or
captured, but none of us have surrendered to the Dread Army! I believe that we have
already won as it has been prophesied, so dont lose heart! I know that everything good
around you seems to be lost, but please stand firm! We have all committed to give our
lives to bring peace, faith, hope, freedom, and above all, Love to the world because we
believe in Love, above all things! Dont give up on our world! It has enough hope in it to
die for! If I do die here, it is so others will live. Remember, a seed cant become a seedbearing, life-giving tree unless it first dies and is planted in the ground. Always know that
whether I live or die, you have been called to fulfill your purpose and further our
mission! Ive watched you grow together as a family and you are more selfless now than
you have ever been. Because of this, your heart is now right for reflecting glory.
Memento Mori, my favorite ones, because your time on this earth is brief. Arise and be
all that you dream. Encourage each other and remember to sing over each other, over
your family, and over yourself,
Arise and be all that you dream!
Love eternally,
The Commander