The Rescue
In the Land that Love built, the great King sits on the throne. This King is full of the Light of Love and His Love-Light spreads all over His Land. Everything in His Land of Love is made out of His Love. Everything is filled with the Light that comes from the King’s heart of Love. The King’s own children, and there are many, are made out of the substance of His very own heart … pure Love. His Love-Light shines brightly from their own hearts. Whenever the enemies of the great King encounter one of His children, the powerful bright Love-Light that radiates from their hearts burns and blinds them and they are forced to retreat. The pure, unsoiled hearts of the King’s kids cause anger and jealousy to consume the enemies. One day, a young daughter named Lovely went outside of the King’s Land of Love. She met three older girls. They were dressed well and seemed to know more than she did. They invited her to their own house. They lived on their own. Lovely wanted to be accepted by the girls. She wanted to also live independently. They invited her to stay with them. Each day, Lovely followed the girls and joined them in everything they did. They girls began to speak of things that were never done in the Land of Love. They invited others to stay with them who did things that were never done in the Land of Love. Soon, Lovely was surrounded with confusion and a new lifestyle. Memories of her Home began to fade and so did her Love-Light. Each day, Lovely did what these people did. A numbness began to grow inside her heart. As more people joined the little group, Lovely began to experience pain. She was assaulted many times and in various ways. She felt waves of nausea and darkness covering her soul. She could no longer think clearly. She began to lose her will to live. One night, when she was out with her group, a new person asked what was her name. To Lovely’s surprise, the name Foxy came out of her mouth. Inside her being, another personality had moved in. Foxy was bold. Foxy knew how to handle problems. Foxy was just like the others in the group. Foxy was a taker. She took what she needed and had no regrets. Foxy was accustomed to the dark life. It was her home. She laughed and bullied and partied with the leaders of the group. Foxy wasn’t afraid. She didn’t care what happened. She knew she could lie her way out of trouble. As Foxy increased, Lovely decreased. Foxy led them into many problems, but she always had an idea of how to get out of trouble. Foxy’s ways and her solutions to problems opened more doors for greater dangers and pain. Soon, Foxy couldn’t use only lies to avoid problems. She had to use stealing and blaming. Eventually, Foxy even had to take a life to preserve her own. As Lovely watched Foxy take them into deeper darkness, she gave up hope of ever seeing Light and Love again. With her hope gone, Lovely gave all control over to Foxy and went to sleep. She couldn’t bear to watch any longer. This was what Foxy and the rest of the group were waiting for. The enemies of the King came to Him with the news that He would never see His beloved Lovely again. She was dead and they now had complete control. They rejoiced as they thought of the pain the good King would have over the loss of His daughter. The next morning, a Man came into Foxy’s room while she was still sleeping. He knelt by her bed and gently took her hand and said, “Lovely, wake up. Wake up, My beautiful child.” Foxy remained asleep but Lovely began to slowly come out of her deep sleep. As soon as she was awake enough to notice Foxy inside with her, she quickly retreated back into sleep. Again, the Loving Voice said, “Lovely, wake up. It’s okay, Lovely. You can wake up. I Am here.” Once again, Lovely felt herself waking up from the deep place. As she came into consciousness, memories of what Foxy had done for years flooded her mind. As shame filled Lovely, she quickly retreated into the depths of sleep. The Man beside the bed put his hands around Lovely’s face. He said with Love in His Voice, “Lovely, wake up. I Am here. It’s okay. I’m here. I’m not going to leave you. I Love you.” As Lovely felt herself floating back up to the surface of her being, the pain and shame crushed her soul. She cried out with moans and groans from deep within. She couldn’t bear the sound of purity and Love talking to her. Pain and shame were between her soul and His. “No! Get away from me!” She screamed. The Man came closer and picked her up and held her in His Arms. “Shhhh. Quiet now. Open your eyes. “ Lovely obeyed. When she did, her eyes saw His eyes looking deeply into her soul. Love-Light poured through her like water flowing over parched, drought-stricken ground. Foxy melted away when the liquid Love flooded Lovely’s soul. As Foxy melted, so did the memories. The Man of Life held Lovely for hours. He washed away the soul injuries and cleansed her mind. He made her entire being as clean and new as she was when she was a baby. Not a trace of guilt or shame was left. Lovely responded with relief. Peace flooded her as she began to rest for the first time in years. Even though Lovely had been asleep while Foxy was there, she never experienced rest. Now, Lovely let go and relaxed in the Man of Love’s Arms and experienced complete and total rest. He carried her back to the Land of Love and took her straight to her