negative can enter into this beach. Connect yourself with
these angels and ask them to protect you from the dark
forces that plague you.”
These exercises between grandmother and granddaughter
were the only thing Elizabeth had to hang on to. She would
continually practice this exercise until the beach would
show up within seconds of her closing her eyes.
At nine years old she began noticing beings of white at
the corner of her eye that would surround her. She would
hear whispers of comfort only to turn around and see no
one there. Elizabeth could feel their presence and knew that
she was being watched constantly. They just seemed barely
out of her reach. Yet she knew they were always around her.
Elizabeth’s childhood bordered on insanity, mixing the
physical and the spiritual with equal measures. Dark forces
would try to create havoc followed by beings of light to give
her the much-needed shelter she craved.
As time went by, she noticed that she could also read
minds, which was a problem when she was in a crowded
place like a school or an airport. It took her years to develop the ability to block it out and use it only when it served her.
She learned to use the gifts given to her advantage. No
one could bullshit Elizabeth; her laser-beam focus could
penetrate the deepest of souls. She would feel the truth of
the spirit before she heard the falsehoods of others.
At eighteen years old, she enrolled in school in Sydney
where she would stay and try to forget her early childhood
nightmares in Queensland. Remembering the light and
trying to forget the darkness, she moved on with her life.
Upon graduation with a business degree, she received a job
in human resources for a major airline company.
She climbed the corporate ladder rapidly and became
quite a successful woman. It had been years since her last
nightmare, and peace had finally entered into her life. She
made 100,000 dollars a year, lived in a duplex, and drove a
Mercedes. The only thing missing was a family.
In 2000, she met a man named James Daniels and
married him a year later. Six months into the marriage,
she regretted it. Half her problem was that she could read
his mind for both good and bad. He didn’t have privacy of
thought, and she would use that against him to the point
where he spent all his time defending himself.
It didn’t take him long to get sick of that, and he started
to verbally strike back at her. Never physically but his
words would cut deep. After three years of back and forths
between them, they filed for divorce.
A year of loneliness followed in which she deemed that
what she was really missing from her life was a child. She
could move on without a man but not without a child.
Elizabeth Dudley longed to be a mother and she would
find a way.
After months of investigation, prayer, and soul searching
she decided that the best way for her to have a child was in
vitro fertilization (IVF).
IVF is a process which involves removing eggs from
a woman’s ovaries and letting sperm fertilize them in a
laboratory. The fertilized egg is cultured and then implanted
into the woman’s uterus with the intention of making the
Elizabeth convinced James to provide the sperm. She
told him that he would have no legal rights or obligations
toward the child; it would be her responsibility and
She hired a legal firm to provide the paperwork, and he
signed the waver.
While the eggs were in the lab, an angel by the name of
Thomas paid a visit. The sperm which was James’s had been
replaced with a different sperm because of an agreement a
long time ago. Unbeknown to Thomas, Baphomet had been
watching from a distance.
Soon into her pregnancy at the first ultrasound,
she found out that she was getting two children for the
price of one. The only problem was that these twins were
monoamniotic, which meant that the two would be sharing
the same sac. This type of twins is far more dangerous to
deliver due to the chance of each getting tangled around
each other’s umbilical cords.
Seventeen weeks into her pregnancy, while driving
home from work, she was struck from behind by a vehicle
at a high rate of speed. The driver of the vehicle had blacked out momentarily, and for that, he had paid for this lack of
temporary consciousness with his life.
Elizabeth had been taken to the hospital and luckily had
only suffered from minor injuries. This time, the enemy’s
plan had failed them.
Twenty-eight weeks into the pregnancy, Elizabeth
was pulling up to her driveway. Shutting off her alarm
system, she entered her house. Three steps inside she felt
two large hands on her shoulders grip her from behind.
Elizabeth tried to resist, but the strength of the intruder
was overwhelming. It seemed superhuman. He threw her
to the ground; she hit her head and became unconscious.
The intruder then proceeded to repeatedly kick her in
An hour later after she had regained consciousness, she
called the police. After they arrived, Elizabeth was curled
up on the sofa of her couch, waiting for the ambulance
when she went into premature labor. Sixteen hours later,
after several complications, she gave birth to Jessica and
Joan, both two pounds two ounces.
Despite the intentions of the dark side, the twins had
been born. But the goat-headed demon known to all as
Baphomet was not through yet. These miraculously born
twins were not out of the woods by a long shot.
Baphomet assigned two demons to watch over Elizabeth
and the twins. He knew that Jesus had plans for the twins,
and he would thwart the plans of the man from Galilee in
any way he could.
Lucifer expected results, and Baphomet would deliver
On July 21, 1986, Sarah Rabin, through an extremely
difficult delivery, gave birth to Anna. Because of several
complications, Sarah would never be able to have another
child. Those assembled for the birth were her parents, a
doctor, a nurse, a goat-headed demon who watched from afar,
and the entire heavenly host. Angels with flaming swords
were there to keep any negative influence away. Baphomet
knew this, so he and his minions kept their distance.
The Archangel Michael sounded the trumpet for all to
notice that the blood of the Christ had returned to Israel.
The long-awaited return was in its initial stages after such
a long wait. It was the fulfillment of an agreement made a
long time ago between God and the patriarch of the Israeli
nation, Abraham. That out of his seed, the whole world
would be blessed.
It was the event of the ages in heaven, but here on earth
no one took notice of it except for a small write up in the
local newspaper that declared Sarah Rabin gave birth to a
girl named Anna at 6:20 a.m.
Sarah never forgot about that night with Eddie. He had
left an impression on her that would last a lifetime. It was
almost like he was predestined to meet her and give her this
child. She had taken one picture of him during that fateful
evening and had kept it hidden in her hope chest. Each
night before she slept, she would pull it out and stare at his laughing smile and bright green eyes. There was a twinkle
in them that captivated her. Eddie was one of a kind, and
she knew she would never find another like him although
she never bothered to check his whereabouts. Their child
would remain a secret from Eddie. As it should be.
When she prayed, she thanked God and Eddie for giving
her Anna. In many ways she felt like the mother Hannah
giving birth to the prophet Samuel. God had given her this
gift; therefore, she would give her back to him.
Anna was a wonderful child with unique gifts. It seemed
to Sarah that God himself had reached down and gave her
this beautiful gift of a child. There was something destined
about her, yet Sarah couldn’t put her finger on it. It was
just a very strong feeling of knowing that something great
was about to become for her daughter. She just intrinsically
From as far back as Sarah could remember, Anna
wanted to pray, giving thanks to the one who gave her
life. Conversing with spirits on a daily basis, she was often
caught talking to herself. She had names for her make-
believe friends, Deborah, Hannah, and Ruth.
Anna was eight years old when Sarah overheard a
particular conversation Anna was having with her friends.
“Who are you talking to, honey?” asked Sarah.
“Just the angels, Mama,” answered Anna.
“What are they saying, sweetheart?”
“They’re telling me about my family,” said Anna.
Sarah’s ears perked up at that remark. As far as she
knew, the only family Anna had were herself and her two
grandparents, Moshe and Naomi. She wondered what
family she possibly could be talking about. And conversing
with angels wasn’t something normal children did, but then
again, Anna was anything but normal, and Sarah knew
that. She wasn’t sure she was ready to press on further with
Anna for fear of what might be said, but curiosity got the
best of her.
“Honey, what family?” pried Sarah.
“Jesus, Mary, Joseph, and Judah.”
Sarah almost fainted. She had been brought up a good
Jewish girl and was bringing her daughter up the same way.
Her grandparents had immigrated to Israel from Poland
after surviving the atrocities of World War II and had built
for Sarah’s father, Moshe, a better world than the one they
had lived in. Her mother Naomi’s parents had been killed at
Auschwitz. This family had paid the price for being Jewish
and now her daughter was talking of Jesus. What is this all about? Sarah thought.
As if reading her mother’s mind, Anna continued,
“Mama, don’t worry, Jesus was a Jew.”
Sarah’s heart skipped a beat. How does my daughter know
about Jesus? He has never been taught in this household. At least not by me or anyone else I could think of. “Anna, who is Mary, Joseph, and Judah?”
“Jesus’s family and my family.”
That was enough for Sarah. She went to the kitchen and
poured herself a glass of wine then proceeded to drink half
of it in one gulp. Every Jew knew the story of Jesus, but
all believed that he was a single man; even the Christians
believed that much. A preacher from Galilee not some
family man as her daughter was speaking of. What is Anna
talking about? Mary, Joseph, and Judah?
“And Philip is my father, I see him at night in my
dreams, and you still love him.”
With that remark Sarah finished the rest of the glass.
She thought to herself, Anna’s father’s name is Eddie, not Philip, why would she say that? Who is this Philip that Anna says occupies her dreams at night?
Once again, Anna read Sarah’s mind, “Mama, his name
is Eddie, but his real name is Philip.”
Sarah poured herself another glass. She had never told
Anna the name of Eddie. How did she find out about the name of her father? I have never given little Anna any information about the sailor from the United States. Sarah’s plan was to always keep that a secret from her daughter. Well, it seems
that the secret is out. “Who is Philip?” she asked.
“Mama, I see him in my dreams. I can feel him, smell
him, and touch him.”
Sarah envied that Anna had that ability; she longed to
touch Eddie. She went to her hope chest and pulled out her
lone picture of Eddie and showed it to Anna and asked the
question, “Is this the man in your dreams?”
“Yes, mama,” answered Anna. “And your dreams too.”
“Oh, don’t be foolish, Anna,” shot back her mother. This
daughter of mine definitely knows too much about my inner
thoughts. How much does Anna know? How is she finding out
all these things? This whole conversation is insane.
“It’s true, Mama, you still love him, and Jesus loves him
too. But the bad people hate him. They want to kill him.”
“They do? Who are the bad people?” pried Sarah.
“The man with the goat head. I see him too, and he’s
scary,” said Anna.
Sarah reached for the phone and called her father. She
told Moshe and Naomi about the conversation between
mother and daughter. Then the four of them went to their
local spiritual teacher, the rabbi Benjamin Yahuda where
the conversation was replayed again for his benefit.
The rabbi knew that Anna had always been a special
child but nothing like this. He had always been an opened-
minded man of God, and he would pay close attention to
this special child. He kneeled down and asked her, “Child,
tell me about these angels of yours.”
“Which one,” asked Anna?
The rabbi looked to Sarah and her parents and
proclaimed, “I believe it’s time for me to spend some time
with this special child of yours and give her the attention
she deserves.” He then looked at the child again and said,
“Tell me everything, honey.”
“Nothing to tell, Rabbi. The man who took the holy
family out of Israel brought it back,” said Anna. She then
asked, “Can I go play now?”
For years it was just Sarah, her parents, her child Anna, and
the rabbi. Mother would get used to the divine revelations
and knowledge from her daughter. Rabbi Benjamin
was always a phone call away, and he would answer the
Mother focused on daughter and nothing else. No man
would enter her life for fear of him distracting her from her
Anna. She was sure if she had a different child, it may have
been a different story, but Anna was special, and Sarah felt
her sole role in life was the upbringing of her lone daughter.
She knew deep down this was a special mission. She knew
she had been chosen for something special. What it was?
She knew not, but deep within her bones, she knew there
was something special going on in the Rabin household in
Haifa, Israel. History was about to be changed, and she had
no idea what it was.
She tried to keep Anna’s many gifts from others, but it
was no use. Some people were just too keen on the spirit
for anything like that to escape them. Looks were often
exchanged when Anna would make remarks at the mall
about certain events and people. “Mama, that man over
there wants you to be his wife.”
“Don’t be silly, child,” Sarah responded.
“It’s true, and his name is Yitzak, and he is a professor,”
Sarah would just look at her daughter and wonder where
all this information was coming from. In time, revelations
would become so common that they became the norm in
their lives. Almost on a daily basis, Anna would be spouting
off about something or someone that defied explanation.
Her grades in school were off the charts, especially in
the subjects of mathematics and science. But where she
really excelled was in religious studies, which seemed to
come natural to her, which was noted and shared to the
rabbi. Her understanding of the spirit was far beyond
anything he had ever witnessed. She listed to Benjamin the
hierarchy of the heavenly host. She listed the patriarchs of
Israel and how they applied to modern Israel. “Isaac and
Ishmael have always been at war ever since Sarah forced
Abraham to have Ishmael leave into the desert. They will
have to unite in order to have world peace. Until then, there
will always be conflict.”
She knew things before they happened. Several times
she would just make an off-the-wall prediction, which
would always come true.
On the night of September 10, 2001, fifteen-year-old
Anna told her mother, “You need to tell Grandpa and
Rabbi Benjamin to watch television tomorrow. The world
is about to change.”
Sarah looked at Anna, knowing by now to trust her
prophecies and asked, “What do you mean, honey, world is
about to change?”
“Momma, the angels only told me what I told you. They
didn’t tell me any more information than that.”
Sarah was feeling more and more that she wasn’t the
only mother to this child. It seemed she was getting plenty
of help from the heavenly host.
The next day, the family with their rabbi was gathered
around the television watching the twin towers of the
World Trade Center fall when Anna declared, “The snake
has just bitten the eagle in its two wings so that it can’t fly anymore, but the eagle will land near the snake and grab
it with its talons and with its beak cut off the snake’s head
and kill it.”
The adults could only look at each other with their
The rabbi slowly walked over to Anna and said, “Child,
what do you mean about the eagle and snake?”
“Rabbi, I don’t know, I’m only repeating what the Angels
tell me,” replied Anna.
Not quite four years after that event, on March 21, 2005,
eighteen-year-old Anna had a vision at night.
While Anna lay sleeping, a bright light entered and
filled up her bedroom.
She stirred, opened her eyes, and saw an awe-inspiring
angel at the foot of her bed. This was the largest and
brightest angel she had ever seen. “Yes?”
“Anna, I am Michael, protector of Israel, you have
been chosen to mother a special child of our Lord. You
will have a daughter and her name shall be Miriam. And
all the world shall be blessed through her. Because of an
agreement made a long time ago.”
Anna rose up from her bed, kneeled down, and gave
thanks and then spoke, “As the Lord wishes. Peace be unto
“And also to you, sweet Anna.”
With that last parting statement, the Archangel Michael
vanished. Anna crawled back into bed and slept soundly
the next eight hours.
The next morning during breakfast, Anna broke the news
to her mother, Sarah.
“But you’ve slept with no man!” shouted Sarah.
“I know, Mama, but it doesn’t matter. Michael said I am
to have a child, and it is to be named Miriam.”
“It’s impossible, Anna! A woman cannot have a child
without having sex with a man! Who is this Michael you
speak of? The one from the scriptures who talked to Daniel
and the prophets?” Sarah was beyond petrified of the
thought of her sweet child giving birth. She begun to shake
all over; the glass she was holding dropped and shattered
upon hitting the floor.
“Mama, nothing is impossible with God, you have to
believe me,” cried Anna.
Sarah went to her phone and called her parents along
with Rabbi Benjamin and told them all to come over
The rabbi was in a consultation with someone; therefore,
he was delayed an hour before arriving. Sarah refused to
speak about the events of the morning to her parents until
Rabbi Benjamin arrived, so they all waited together having
tea and the occasional small talk of the weather and other
Once Rabbi Benjamin arrived, they all sat with
astonishment at what Anna told them of the prior evening’s
Sarah was in complete denial over her daughter’s vision.
Generally, she believed her daughter, but not this time. This
is where she had to draw the line. “Anna, you’ve been with
no man. I can’t believe you can have a child without being
with a man. It’s impossible!”
Tears began down Anna’s cheeks at her mother’s
unbelief. I have never lied to Mother in my life, why won’t she believe me? she thought.
Naomi, Anna’s grandmother, was in complete shock.
Speechless, she could only sip from her tea and try to
understand, but the answers weren’t there for her.
Anna’s grandfather could only stare at the wall.
Rabbi Benjamin, being well versed in scripture, knew
exactly who Michael was. The prophet Daniel calls him the
great prince who stands up for the children of Israel. He’s
also called a prince of the first rank. Joshua calls him the
captain of the host of the Lord. The rabbi knew that if this
child received a visit from him, then she had the privilege
of an angel of the highest rank. An Archangel.
He also knew that Christians credit him with defeating
Satan in the end-times.
The rabbi had to be very careful with his next question to
her. “Child, tell me of this Michael. What did he look like?”
“Rabbi, he is here now,” answered Anna. “I can see him,
he’s next to you.”
The rabbi and the others looked around, and immediately
a brilliant flash of light appeared before their eyes and
spoke, “This sweet child is incapable of deceit. What she
has spoken is the truth. Believe her and support her, for
she is chosen amongst the many.” Then the brilliant flash of
light was gone.
All with the exception of Anna were in complete shock.
They had just witnessed a miracle, a brilliant flash of light
appearing, speaking, and then disappearing. For a couple
minutes afterward, no one said a word. They all sat there
with their mouths open, staring off into space into some
unknown void of their minds.
The fifty-six-year-old rabbi, in all his experiences, had
never heard of anything such as this. He slowly arose from
his chair and said, “I believe it is time for us all to pray for Anna an