Taken from page 5 of Be at War: Battle for Love. I hope you enjoy the next glimpse into Emma's life. (See previous post for Emma's Beginnings). :)
Years pass quickly.
At the local fair the little white, freckled-faced girl stands with a gentle soul and a tender heart. She waits patiently in line for her turn on the old-fashioned horse and carriage ride, wondering what excitement waits for her. She is glad that no one from home ever inquires about where she is going. The sign above the tent communicates words that make her heart joyful. All are welcome, and something magical lies ahead. She stands on tiptoes, her excitement on display for all to see, anticipating the unknown. Something magical!
Finally, the gravel crunches underneath the weight of wooden rims. The ride stops and she jumps inside the four-wheel wooden carriage. It's covered with her favorite colors as if it was designed and painted just for her. Unbeknownst to her young mind, there is an inscription engraved into the teal and orange bench. It declares, This one is Mine. She is special. I will favor her and she will know My Spirit well. She will possess My heart of love for others.
The tan colored conductor (who take the tickets and drives the ride) with thick, black, curly hair smiles and winks, telling her to buckle up. With gentleness, he snaps the reins to get the white and chestnut horses moving. Expectation fills her. Somehow, she is aware that this moment will reveal an important nugget of knowledge for her future.
He prepares her for the journey, impressing upon her how essential it is for her to view this time of reflection through his eyes. He promises to be gentle, but warns her of the impending truth that this will hurt her heart. A jolt of fear rises up, and her heart beats faster.
"Let go. Trust. Believe." He breathes out the simple, yet seemingly impossible words.
As the clear blue sky begins to darken, clouds swirl in their grayness like an angry eel twisting and turning. The reels of an imaginary movie clip begin to roll against the backdrop of the moody stratosphere. The redheaded beauty is fascinated.
His ability to show the past, present, and future transcends her childish human experience, but she hangs on anyway. Something compels her to keep watching the sky as her fearful heart craves to see more.......