So I felt like writing this part of the book series I'm reading, it moved me a lot and I hope that it will move one of you too
Some of you won't care or bother reading and thats okay, But please do not write anything nasty! if you have nothing nice to say as normal just don't say it. I only wanted to share not to cause problems. This has strong meaning in my heart and life and maybe it does to some of you as well, others may think that there's no point in this or won't make sense of it, thats also okay. <33
"Do you not know that God would give you time to respond to a resurrection call? That there is no need to fear the future? if not, then how can you be an oracle?"
"Okay, I did know those things." Bonnie shook her head sadly "now I'm not sure why I thought I might not have known. I feel kind of foolish."
"It is because you have lived so long among people who love their slavery. Although the key to the lock has been provided, they refuse to employ it, even those who verbally profess the same faith. They hold onto the chains, because a faithless life seems easier to them than the sacrificial suffering that you and every other oracle is called to live. They even drag these chains and moan about their weight, yet they still refuse to let them go, even though they are told time and again that every lock has been rendered powerless by the Lord Christ. Such is the madness of this generation of mankind."
"And living among them," Bonnie said, "I guess I caught the mind-set and got used to the language."
"Even though you threw away the chains long ago." The maid's fiery hand touched Bonnie's. "Speak the truth. Live the truth. Be the truth. Never let the faithless ones change any of those three principles. Remember that you are an Oracle of Fire, as is every faithful follower of our Lord. For all true disciples possess the pure silver, purged of all dross, and the fire of God's love burns within, an everlasting flame that others, even those who give lip service to the truth, will never comprehend until you are able to pass along that fire from heart to heart.
"The essence of such an Oracle is spiritual in nature. After you leave this place, you will not create fire wit your hands, yet fire will burn in your heart with far more boldness and passion than ever before. As an Oracle, you will look through portals to the hearts of those lost in shadows you will feel the heavy sadness of their lonely and dark estates, and you will possess crystal-clear vision that will allow you to see what will bring them deliverance from their sorrows. In trying to bring this deliverance, you will say and do things that will make them shake their heads in pity. 'That poor girl,' They will say. 'Her passion has addled her brain.' Your confidence, they will call arrogance. Your faith, they will cal wishful thinking. your purity,they will call self-righteousness. Your firm standing, they will call pride. Yet you will know, because of that fire within, that they are the ones dwelling in darkness, and you must touch your lighted wick to their darkened lamps.
"While you are here, I will remind you of those things daily. Not only that, I will train you in the art of the sword, both the physical art and the spiritual."
Bonnie felt warmer all over. The Maid's touch seemed so real, so energizing. And her words made the inner flame burst into an inferno.
"Have no fear," the Maid continued. "For as long as you stay here, you will neither hunger nor thirst, and you will always walk in the light. Since Jehovah has called you to this place, you must believe that all is well."
Bonnie let every syllable sink in. They felt peaceful and good as they filtered through, like hot soup poured into a cold belly. After a few silent moments, she nodded. "I am an Oracle of Fire, So I know without a doubt that God will not forsake me in this place. I will rise Again."