Billy wasn’t there to see Eddy. He was in solitary confinement due to his outbursts and refusal to work. He was so brokenhearted about Sally that he just didn’t care anymore. He thought about him and his girlfriend when they were kids and it hurt him so much to think that he would never see her again.
“Dear Master, life is so unbearable without her! I can’t bear this!” he prayed as he sobbed greatly.
After crying for hours he went to sleep on the cold stone floor. He dreamed of the happy times of Small Faith. He saw his people doing their appointed tasks with joy and heard little children laughing. Such beautiful memories. Then images of the Natives of Doubt attacking them appeared in his dream. He moaned and cried aloud: “No! Dear Master, no! Help us! Please!” Billy then woke up and shuddered. He remembered seeing the children being torn away from their parents and the mothers and fathers begging for mercy before they were forced to slave labor. The attack was truly a nightmare for them! Billy still believed that the Small Faith People would be free someday. He didn’t care if he was freed or not, but he hoped for the sake of his people that their deliverance would come speedily.
“I wonder how long they’ll keep me in this cell?” Billy said to himself. “Maybe they’ll kill me like they did Sally. If that happens at least I won’t have to go through life without her. Perhaps we will wake up together when the Good King returns. That would be so wonderful!”
Billy then got up from the floor and stood up. He gazed at the walls around him and started to recite stories of the Good King from the Holy Word that he had kept in his heart. He began to feel encouraged and decided to believe that whatever plan His Majesty had in mind for him, even if it meant going on without his girlfriend, it was going to be all right.
Karen and Eddy were forced to join the slaves in their labors. Karen was with the women who mended the shoes and clothing; and Eddy was with the men who were working in the gardens. Though they had to suffer along with those they were sent to help, the Lightbearers didn’t complain or grumble. They knew that the Good King was in control. And whenever He was in control, good always came out of it.
The slaves were comforted at having the Lightbearers with them. The presence of the two reminded them that the Good King was still with them. The Light of Truth shined brightly from the Lanterns as the Lightbearers labored, which made those who were in charge of the slaves so uncomfortable that they didn’t strike out or lash out at them. For once the Small Faith People were able to work without fear of being beaten up by their oppressors.
When the day was over the slaves were forced back into their rooms. The guards were greatly annoyed because the little people’s countenances were radiated with joy instead of sadness and dread. How could they be so happy when they were still in bondage? The guards hoped that tomorrow they would come to their senses and the sickly smiles would leave their faces.
In the room where the female slaves were Karen sang some songs that she had learned on her adventures. The little women sang along with her. Then they took turns sharing stories from the Holy Word. Karen listened with amazement because though they didn’t have the Holy Word with them their memory of the scriptures was so sharp that it was like they were actually reading them. Oh, to be blessed with the ability to memorize the sacred writings like that! Karen thought as she sighed. The little women then asked Karen if she had a story from the Holy Word to share.
“I’m afraid my memory isn’t as good as yours,” she said chuckling. “But I can share with you a story from my Lantern. The one that I like the best is when the Good King walked on the water. Would you like me to share that one?”
“Oh, yes! Please tell us!” said the little women eagerly. So Karen shared the story with them by using the Lantern. As she read the words that appeared in the glass a huge beam of Light shot out and formed a glowing screen on the wall of the prison. The little women watched in amazement as the scene was being acted out before them. They cheered when they saw the Good King walk on the water toward a boat that was being tossed by the waves of the sea. In the boat were His disciples who were trying to row out of the storm. When the disciples saw the Good King they became very scared and thought that a ghost was coming to get them. But when He spoke to them, they calmed down because they recognized Him. When Peter got out of the boat he started to walk on the water toward the Good King. But when he doubted he began to sink. After crying to the Good King for help, He pulled him out of the water and helped him back into the boat.
When the story was over and the glowing screen disappeared, the little women discussed among themselves what they heard and saw. It was like the Good King was telling them through the story to not give into their enemies and to keep looking to Him. They would be able to walk above their trials and not sink into them as long as they kept believing in His Majesty. They asked Karen to pray for them and the teenage girl gladly did so.
A guard saw that the slaves were still up and forced them to go to bed. The little women hastened to obey. When they were all asleep in their stone hard beds, Karen quietly got out of her bed and tip toed to the stone door. Her eyes widened as it opened before her, as if by an unseen hand, and she looked out. The guards were not in sight. She carefully left the room and walked down the hallway. Though there were lighted torches on the wall it was very dark for Karen. She was glad that she had her Lantern to help her to see where she was going. As she continued walking on the stone floor she tried to find the room where the other slaves were. She wanted to make sure that her little buddy, Eddy was all right. She then saw a room where a little woman was sleeping. She carefully walked into the room. She got up close to the bed and looked at her. The poor thing had bruises on her. The Holy Spirit impressed Karen to touch her head with her hand and pray for her. Karen obeyed. As she prayed for her the little woman woke up. When she saw the smiling young girl gazing down at her she knew that she was face to face with a servant of the Good King.
“I can see that you have been sent by our good and loving Master,” said the little woman smiling back. “Who are you, dear?”
The teenage girl answered gently, “I’m Karen The Lightbearer.”
To Be Continued.