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Based on Isaiah 61:3; Psalm 23
She
arose from the ashes, the smell of fire still on her worn garments.
She couldn’t have gotten up on her own for she was too weary and
worn.
Where
had her strength come from?
Gazing up through tear-filled eyes, she saw standing there beside
her the Prince in his royal raiment. His arms were around her
lifting her up---not worried about the filth now covering his
attire.
She
knew who He was, but she didn’t know how well He knew her. His
countenance shined with a brilliant light.
His
demeanor was as gentle as a lamb.
She thought to herself, “Why is one so revered down here in these
ruins where the indigent dwell?”
As if
reading her mind He said, “My father sent me for you.”
He continued lovingly speaking His Father’s desires, “He wants you
to come dine at His table, but there is one condition. You must
believe that He sent me.”
She
said with conviction, “I believe.”
Then
He said, “The palace is a day’s journey away. We must walk there
together.”
As
they walked through the streets nearing the city gate, many there
sneered at her.
The
Prince walks with one who is disgraceful,” they said.
Her
head bowed in shame.
But
the Prince lifted it up again and said, “Pay them no mind for though
they have money and vain wisdom which bathes them in pride, they are
so sad-you-see.”
They
journeyed on. She grew faint as night began to fall.
He
noticed that she was lagging behind as they entered a meadow.
He
said, “Let us go rest over here by this stream.
It
was peaceful and calm. From His sack He pulled out wafers He called
manna. She didn’t know what it was, but it was as sweet as honey.
There they rested for the most of the night.
As
day began to break, He awakened her saying, “We must tarry farther.”
She
didn’t understand how they would find their way; the paths were hard
to see.
But
he said, “Follow me, I know the way.”
So
when He moved to the left, she moved to the left, and when He moved
to the right, she moved to the right.
They
entered a dark valley, and she wanted to turn back.
The
winds howled sounding like wolves; the echoes bounced off the hills.
Sensing her apprehension, He said, “I have been this way many times
and led many others through this same path safely. Do not fear. If
you start to feel afraid just remember that I am with you.”
Fear
left her. She was comforted by His presence.
The
sun beat down on them. The evening drew near. Soon the palace was in
sight. She had never seen a place so beautiful but often dreamed
about it.
At
the gates men bowed down before the Prince. Servants hurried to do
his bidding. He led her into the royal palace down long hallways and
finally into a beautiful chamber adorned in white. Subjects rushed
at his commands, providing her with garments of purple, scarlet and
gold linen.
Once
she was cleaned up and properly dressed, the Prince escorted her to
the banquet.
“Is
this a joke?” she thought.
She
saw many of those who had been hateful and unkind to her sitting in
the distance.
“Come,” spoke the King. He arose from the table and removed His
outer robe and wrapped it around her. “Sit here on the other side of
my Son.”
She
obeyed.
The
table was set in gold and white. Maidservants and menservants filled
the table bringing wine, water, oil and bread. The finest of
everything was set out for her. Her enemies looked on, and they
envied her. The King called for his servants to bring her rubies. No
longer would she doubt her worth.
They
brought her silver and gold because her heart was pure.
The
table before her was soon filled with all kinds of gifts until it
overflowed. She had everything of which she’d ever dreamed.
Just being in the King’s presence satisfied her. Once again the King
arose, took a flask of oil, poured some into His hands and placed
them on her head. “Bless you my daughter,” He said.
She
now had a permanent home.
She
shouted, “Hallelujah to the King!” as she danced in His presence.
Later
that night, when she walked back to her chambers, two of the King’s
chief guards went with her.
Goodness in front of her. Mercy was her rear guard. They followed
her everywhere she went daily.
She
lived in the King’s house surrounded by peace, joy and unconditional
love all the days of her life.
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