“Can’t you do anything right little one!?” a tall woman shouted as she threw a shoe at Sally. “This is the worst job I have ever seen! Look at it! You expect our fighting men to wear shoes like this!?”
Sally hung her head down. She was one of the slaves who was excellent at mending footwear. She was thinking so much about freedom that she had accidently sewn the shoe in a lopsided way that it ended up looking worse than before. “I’m so sorry,” she said meekly. But the tall woman would not accept her apology. She picked up the shoe from the floor and started to beat Sally with it.
“Ow! Ow! Stop! Please!” Sally cried as the shoe came down on her head hard.
The other little women stopped working and watched. They felt bad for Sally but they couldn’t do anything. As the beating went on and poor Sally started to bleed, one of them finally spoke:
“Stop! You’ll kill her!”
The tall woman gazed angrily at the onlookers. “Get back to your mending! No one tells me what to do!”
The little women timidly went back to their work.
Sally lifted her head up and prayed, “King Jesus, save me!” Then she collapsed on the floor. The tall woman tried to wake her up but to no avail. Not wanting to lose a good slave she felt her pulse. Her heart was still beating. She called to one of the guards that was standing by. When he came to her she said, “Put her in the sick room. See to it that she gets better. And make sure my husband does not know about this. I can’t stand the thought of such a good slave being fed to his pet tigers.”
The guard bowed and picked up Sally. He then carried her out of the room and walked down the hallway.
The little women saw Sally being taken away and they feared that they would never see her again. As they continued working they talked quietly among each other:
“Someone should tell Billy about this.”
“What good would that do? He can’t save her from the fate that awaits her.”
“But he should know. He and Sally are very best friends.”
“I hope the Good King will save us soon.”
The tall woman heard them. “Shut your mouths!” she commanded.
The little women stopped talking. They went on mending shoes and clothing without saying another word.
In the sick room Sally was awakened by a bright being that came to her. Realizing that she was in the presence of an angel from Heaven she trembled. But the angel gently touched her bleeding head and said in a beautiful musical voice, “Don’t be afraid. I am here to help you. The freedom of Small Faith is very near. His Majesty is sending two Lightbearers that carry the Light Of His Truth. You, Billy, and all of your people will leave this mountain and will return to your home.”
“But our home is destroyed. How can we possibly live there again?” Sally asked the angel.
“Keep on having faith and you will see the power of the Good King.”
The angel then disappeared.
Tears of joy flowed from Sally’s eyes. She folded her hands and prayed:
“Thank you, Your Majesty. We truly are going to be free.”
To Be Continued