Anome (A Christian Story)

Chapter 6

Esther's POV

I wasn't meant to be captured but I'm sure the Lord made that happen to save Anome.

I almost laughed at the ceremony the tall guy in the black robe was doing.

He was wasting his time. As long as the Lord is on my side I will always be victorious.
I just wished that Anome would understand the love of God. She has not been healed. Time doesn't heal only the Lord does.

He poured water on Anome and she went white then slumped.

He turned to face me. I chewed the apple and spat it out. I began singing praises to God. Before long, I felt his presence. I smiled.

He poured the water on me. Nothing happened. I smiled.

I continued singing.
They brought out a large axe and he grinned.

He raised the axe up then suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck him dead.

He turned to ashes. The axe was still suspended in air. His ashes blew away.

I continued singing.

The axe was held up by an angel. It was used to kill all those who tried to attack me.

I was confident that I would go out safely with Anome.

I just pray she accepts Christ.

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ANOME

I was in an empty space.

I'm probably dead now.

I sighed.

I'm definitely going to hell. My useless life has finally ended.

I was waiting to fall into the flames of hell but, it didn't seem to happen.

Then, I had a teeny light of hope.

Can he still accept me?

I inhaled
Deeply.

Then, "Jesus, I'm really sorry for everything. I know I don't deserve this but please can you forgive me. I've been so heartless and ignorant. If this is the end, I just want to say that I'm sorry. I am very sorry."

I was tearing up.

My pride was broken and thrown away.

I was so deep in emotion that I knelt on the slippery jagged floor and cried.

Then, I felt someone touch my shoulder.

I looked up. I was startled.

When I looked up, I was no longer in the dark slippery place. I was in a field with a stream flowing in the middle. It was a breathtaking sight. The sun was shining and the temperature was perfect.

Does this mean I made it to heaven?

I heard a chuckle.

I looked behind me.

I saw Jesus. I knew he was the one. He looked caring and special and powerful.

He was smiling.

Then he spoke. His words could heal the sick. How did I know? I felt emotional wounds that I didn't even know about, heal immediately. I knew he was Jesus.

I ignored my filth and past and hugged him. I became so emotional. I felt like the past didn't matter anymore as long as he could smile at me. I was beyond..... I was so happy, I was crying tears of joy and repentance. His still calm presence was awesome.