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Light On the Devil's Chord -Part 3-
In a deep sleep, I fell upon the fields, tired, rejuvenated, and blessed Wandering in many a dream A warm sun creeping from the heavy cream clouds awoke me, And I felt His presence once again Sitting up, I rubbed my weary eyes and smiled sadly, "He spoke to me, and He granted me love, with dreams of hills, Fields filled with sunflowers, hares dashing about in joy, The soft rains from supple clouds tickling my frowns to smiles, And a wild turkey from afar winked at me with knowing assurance." Christ lifted me up and kissed my forehead gently, "My lovely sister, good morning, Come with me. . . We shall talk for a little while, And then you shall be away for a time." His expression grew grim... "Yes, my sister, lessons will be learned, Keep your faith, and your heart will guide you, Do not give in to the lies of the ancient serpent, Whom you will see in a very short while Talk with him, be with him, Though if his claws wrap around your innocent throat, I am told to not intervene, for this is the test God has given you" Surprised, I embraced Christ "Thanks be to God, for this gift of opportunity, Tell me how long with the serpent shall I stay?" He held me tightly for a moment, Then looked at me with sadness in his eyes "The Lord God Almighty had visited me last night, Telling Me to take you to the pit, Where Satan and his demons thrash, And for 40 days and 40 nights you shall remain there, Then you shall see how his mind decays in his ways That his pride and his servitude of lies and murder crushes all thought of change That repentance to him, is failure, weakness, and far below him... You shall soon see if it is possible to save one that does not wish to be saved" I took Christ's hands "Do not be afraid for me, my Teacher, I am ready for this test I am ready to face him, Though my purpose is risky, My heart is filled with Your grace, And I know even in darkness, God is there Perhaps I mean not to save him, But to understand him I only hope You see the strength in me to fulfill such a thing." Smiling, He lifted me in the air and twirled me "Oh precious, magnificent sister! I never doubt your strength, For your glory reflects off the face of your Almighty Father Your questions have filled His heart with gladness and warmth, You are precious and you fill Him with joy Testing you, He has no doubt- Though know mistakes can be made, and will be no less dire Therefore, be wary in the dark, For in it you will face illusion, sadness, desire, anger, and all evil shrouding, No good advice will be given along the way, It is merely you and the Devil, eye to eye And the terrible shrieks of the demons at his feet still shall tempt" Departing from Christ with few last words, He led me to the bottomless pit, which is sealed and impenetrable Advising me to wait, He disappeared from view, The last of the light I would witness, fading into the mysterious eve I stared at the mighty seal in awe Rough rock and black soot surrounding the dread inside...
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