Sultana's POV
An angel drew a large rectangle in the air which changed into a large floating screen. Then, it switched on. I could see what was happening to me, my friends, my parents and others back home.
I laughed at Joanne and Dad. I smiled but I was afraid a bit of burying my body. Then, a trumpet started playing. Then, my Lord appeared. It was so magestic. I semi-ran to him. I hugged him.
I felt his power flow freely into me. I cried.
He rubbed my back to calm me down. Then, I started to speak in tongues.
I don't know how long it lasted but, it was a long time. My face was dripping with tears when I stopped.
Jesus held my hand and swung it a bit.
"Your gift is the Holy Spirit. You will discover many dimensions of him." Jesus said in a wonderful voice which warmed my heart.
"I'm all done with my work on your body but you aren't going back now."
I was thanking him in my heart. He heard me!
"You are welcome. Your name is GRACE now. Tell others to call you Grace. The grace of my father and my grace is upon you now. Grace..?"
"Yes, my Lord."
"You aren't going back now."
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IN HER SHOES (A Christian Story)
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