“Karen The Lightbearer: Faith VS Doubt” Part Ten

Eddy walked cautiously through the dark hallway with his Lantern in his hand. He wanted to find the room where Karen was being held. He was worried for her and he prayed that she was okay. There were no guards patrolling the hallway that night and Eddy breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew! Thank you, Lord!” he whispered.

He then heard the sound of crying coming from a cell. Eddy walked up to the stone door and peered through the stone bars. A little man was lying on the cold floor sobbing hard. Eddy couldn’t stand to see a fellow Small Faith Person suffer so much. He desired to try and encourage him.

“What’s the matter, friend?” he asked kindly.

The sniffling prisoner turned his head up and looked through the bars of the door. The guy who just talked to him, he looked like…no, it couldn’t possibly be!

Eddy quickly knew who the crying Small Faith Person was. “William? Is that you?”

Billy walked up to the door and looked closely at the visitor. “I must be losing my mind,” he mumbled, not believing what he was seeing. “Edward Matthews, is it really you? I heard you were killed by the Natives of Doubt.”

Eddy smiled. “It truly is me, Billy. The Good King preserved me from them.”

Billy was so happy to see an old friend that he reached out his hand to him through the bars. Eddy held his hand tightly and shed tears of joy. He and Billy had been friends for a few years before the attack on their home. It was good to be reunited again.

“You must tell me how the Good King delivered you from our enemies,” said Billy. “That must have been miraculous.”

“When we are all out of this mountain, I will tell you everything.” Eddy promised. Then he remembered the scroll that the angel gave him. He dug into the pocket of his pants and pulled it out. “Billy, this is for you. An angel from Heaven told me to give it to you when I see you.”

Billy took the scroll and started to read it. The words were promises from the Holy Word on being strong in the faith and not giving up. Billy hugged the scroll to his heart. “Thank you, Eddy,” he said to his friend. Then he lifted up his head. “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Eddy wanted to stay longer with Billy but when he heard footsteps approaching he told him that he would see him again and then quickly left. Billy hid the scroll in his cell and waited to see who was coming.

The stone door slowly opened and Much Cruel along with two guards walked into the cell. He came up to Billy and said authoritatively, “Well, puny insect, are you going to be respectful now and do your work without rebelling?”

The little man now felt new courage after reading the words from the scroll. He stood up straight and tall and answered, “Yes, I will do my best, chief.”

Much Cruel was delighted. “Excellent. I will free you from your solitary confinement in the morning so you can start your servitude.”

When the chief and the guards left, Billy got the scroll out from the hiding place and read the words again. Then he put the scroll in the pocket of his shirt and went to sleep. He had a few hours to rest before he would join the other slaves again.

To Be Continued

 

 

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“Karen The Lightbearer: Faith VS Doubt” Part Nine

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 realize 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 with 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.

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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 teenage girl and the little man 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 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 screen with the moving picture 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 awake 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 of the cave. Though there were lighted torches on the wall the hallway was dark for Karen. She was glad that she had her Lantern with her to help in showing 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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Moving Into Line” 05/31

The humble shall see this, and be glad: and your heart shall live that seek God. Psalm 69:32.

It is your privilege to be glad in the Lord, and to rejoice in the knowledge of His sustaining grace. Let His love take possession of mind and heart. Guard against becoming overwearied, careworn, depressed. Bear an uplifting testimony. Turn your eyes away from that which is dark and discouraging, and behold Jesus, our great Leader, under whose watchful supervision the cause of present truth, to which we are giving our lives and our all, is destined to triumph gloriously….

Oh, let it be seen … that Jesus is abiding in the heart, sustaining, strengthening, comforting. It is your privilege to be endowed, from day to day, with a rich measure of His Holy Spirit, and to have broadened views of the importance and scope of the message we are proclaiming to the world. The Lord is willing to reveal to you wondrous things out of His law. Wait before Him with humility of heart. Pray most earnestly for an understanding of the times in which we live, for a fuller conception of His purpose, and for increased efficiency in soulsaving….

It will be well for us to consider what is soon to come upon the earth. This is no time for trifling or self-seeking. If the times in which we are living fail to impress our minds seriously, what can reach us? …

Men of clear understanding are needed now. God calls upon those who are willing to be controlled by the Holy Spirit to lead out in a work of thorough reformation. I see a crisis before us, and the Lord calls for His laborers to come into line. Every soul should now stand in a position of deeper, truer consecration to God than during the years that have passed….

I have been deeply impressed by scenes that have recently passed before me in the night season. There seemed to be a great movement—a work of revival—going forward in many places. Our people were moving into line, responding to God’s call…. Shall we not heed His voice? Shall we not trim our lamps, and act like men who look for their Lord to come? The time is one that calls for light bearing, for action.

From “Maranatha”, by Ellen White

God Doesn’t Give You What You Want, He Gives You What You Need

I asked for strength–

and God gave me difficulties to make me strong.

I asked for wisdom–

and God gave me problems to solve.

I asked for prosperity–

and God gave me brain and brawn to work.

I asked for courage–

and God gave me dangers to overcome.

I asked for love–

and God gave me opportunities.

I received nothing I wanted–

I received everything I needed.

My prayer has been answered.

From The Family Of Michael Job, An Indian Christian Medical Student Who Was Killed In June Of 1999 Because Of His Father’s Evangelistic Activities.

From “Extreme Devotion”, by The Voice Of The Martyrs

(C) 2001, The Voice Of The Martyrs

Published in Nashville, Tennessee, by Thomas Nelson. Thomas Nelson is a registered trademark of Thomas Nelson, Inc.

When we pray and don’t receive the answers we want, let’s remember these words from this Lightbearer in India, and trust that our Good King knows what He is doing.