Chapter
4 – The Truth
Wandering the wilderness is always
a welcome change of pace. Besides adoration, Catholic churches, and being in
pain, the wilderness is the fourth place where I feel closest to God. I enjoy
it from a tree branch as I wait for my next target, Hannah, to come this way on
the nature trail. Her two adorable children run past me, then run back to see
me, smile, and laugh.
“How did you get up there, mister?”
they ask.
“I climbed,” I say.
“Why didn’t you sit on one of the
benches instead if you wanted to sit down?”
“It’s more fun to climb a tree and
sit on one of its sturdy branches, don’t you think?”
The children agree just as Hannah
and her husband catch up to them. It’s then that my powers ensnare Hannah and
bring her to a dimension. Half of it is living with greenery, the sun shining down
on it, and flowing rivers with clear water. The other half is bleeding and decaying
with rivers of crimson blood wildly running through, barely being able to be
contained within the stream.
“What is this? Where am I?” Hannah
asks.
I go through the whole song and
dance of explaining who I am, why Hannah is here, and what she can do to get
out.
“Okay, I will! I was going to go to
confession this Saturday for it like I usually do with my family before mass,”
Hannah says with honesty.
“That’s what I’m expecting, but
there’s more to it,” I say.
“What is it?”
“The example that you show to your
children and those you’ll come across. As you can see, you sit at the
crossroads between paradise and ruin, and one step into either can save or damn
you.”
“Is a big event going to happen in
my life? Am I going to be some world-famous person or hero, or will my children
be any of those things?”
“From what I’ve been told by our
Lord, no. None of those things will happen.”
“Why am I being put through this
then, and why are you acting as if the world is on the line if I make the wrong
decisions?”
“Because something more important
than the world is at risk, and that is, your soul and the souls of those you
influence. Remember, our Lord came to save souls, not change the hands of worldly
power, obtain riches, or enjoy Himself. Instead, He suffered, died, and rose
again to save our souls and reinstitute His Church, His Israel, to continue His
work and carry on His legacy.”
“I know this. I’ve been taught it
since I was little and continue to carry it with due respect. Why does someone of
such little importance need to see and hear this?”
“Did you not hear what I said? Our
Lord came to save our souls. Do you think that you’re not one of them?”
“No.”
“No matter how important or
unimportant you think you are. Your role in His plan to save souls cannot be
understated. The salvation of souls is the most important, no, it is the only
important task in every person’s life. The Lord and I need you to remember that
with every passing second of your life. Do you understand?”
“I…I do.”
The scene shifts in the blink of an
eye back to the nature trail we were on. Looking over to Hannah’s husband, I
put him through the same thing as her, and then ask him, “Do you understand?”
“I do,” he says.
Their children ask us what their
parents understand and why I asked them that question, so I explain to them, “That
the Lord loves each one of us and wants us all to be saved and be with Him forever,
both in Heaven and on Earth.”
The children say that they know
this because their parents taught them, they talk about it in Church, and in
school.
“Well, do you really believe it?”
“I don’t see why we shouldn’t,” the
children say.
“That’s good. Your parents and
teachers are good people. Remember to show them their due respect.”
“We will!”
With that done, the souls of more
people are kept on the straight and narrow, so I teleport by disappearing into
the sunlight that shines on me through the trees to my next location, hopeful
that the next people I see will accept the chance at salvation.
The
End
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