Awakening: The Deep Sleep (The Deep Sleep Trilogy Book 1) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Victoria Boyson
her tracks and cried, “
Why!
How can you ask
why
? Did you not come through the fields of grace and see the workers there? They are almost out of time – they are exhausted, poor dears. And you ask me why we must hurry?”
Beloved still felt unsure of her purpose there. But Time spoke to her as if she should already know all of what was to occur in their future and why she had been compelled to come to the mountain.
Time’s rebuke made her feel chastised, yet she knew it was right. For she had seen the dilemma of the workers in the fields of grace – there were just too few workers, and those who were there were worn out from their heavy workload.
Time ushered her along toward the back of the cave and walked some distance through a long, rough corridor. At last they had finally reached a room nestled deep into the recesses of the great mountain.
They approached a door set into the rock of the cave. It seemed out of place, but Time opened it confidently and ushered Beloved inside.
Unlike the previous caves they had walked through, the inner room was warm and filled with a tangible, glowing amber light. It gave Beloved the feeling of coming home to her well-loved Grandmother’s little home.
The room held what seemed to be an intimate group of people sitting patiently while their quiet conversations filled the room with anticipation.
As Beloved entered the room with Time, everyone turned to welcome her and smiled as she entered. Without even letting go of the door, Time turned and addressed the gathering, “There now, she is finally here.”
Motioning to the room, she countered Beloved’s curious look, “Ah, yes, dear. They will fill you in.”
Giving Beloved one last hurried prodding, she turned to leave. “I must continue my watch. There are more to come!”
With that, she was gone and the door closed after her.
“The time promised by God has come at last!” he announced. “The Kingdom of God is near! Repent of your sins and believe the Good News!”
—Mark 1:15 NLT
THE WELCOMING ROOM was filled with women and men of all races and nationalities, both old and young alike, all of whom possessed the same warm, welcoming quality that filled the room. They had been expecting Beloved and stared at her with curious delight.
Beloved stood timidly as she sheepishly glanced around the room. Even though she felt she recognized some of the people in the room, she knew she had never met them. Nonetheless, she was taken abackwhen she realized they all seemed to know her and had been anticipating her arrival.
The room was very bright, considering it was inside a mountain. It was filled with a warmth that seemed to penetrate her nerves and quiet her spirit. Beloved fell into an easy repose and knelt comfortably on the floor with the others.
The graciously cheery group welcomed her warmly, as though they had always been friends. Very happy to see her, one by one they introduced themselves and shared their testimonies with her. Each individual held a wealth of personal stories to impart and as they finished, they asked for her to share her story in turn.
Beloved had kept her feelings bottled up inside for so long, now she feared exposing her insecurities and opening herself up to others and their unjust criticisms.
Yet, though she’d only just met them, she felt such intense love and understanding from all of them. The warmth and authenticity that emitted from them seemed to birth a release in her spirit.
An older, beautiful woman named Helen reached out and drew Beloved into her and held her close in a powerful display of sympathy. Brushing her hair, she said, “Beloved, we love you. We who know you, accept you as you are.”
Beloved had not allowed herself to realize the pain she had been holding in her heart. She had buried it so deep and tried so hard to keep it hidden, and now suddenly it was awakening with tremendous force. Breaking into heaves of pain-relieving sobs, she slumped to the floor.
The
Why!
How can you ask
why
? Did you not come through the fields of grace and see the workers there? They are almost out of time – they are exhausted, poor dears. And you ask me why we must hurry?”
Beloved still felt unsure of her purpose there. But Time spoke to her as if she should already know all of what was to occur in their future and why she had been compelled to come to the mountain.
Time’s rebuke made her feel chastised, yet she knew it was right. For she had seen the dilemma of the workers in the fields of grace – there were just too few workers, and those who were there were worn out from their heavy workload.
Time ushered her along toward the back of the cave and walked some distance through a long, rough corridor. At last they had finally reached a room nestled deep into the recesses of the great mountain.
They approached a door set into the rock of the cave. It seemed out of place, but Time opened it confidently and ushered Beloved inside.
Unlike the previous caves they had walked through, the inner room was warm and filled with a tangible, glowing amber light. It gave Beloved the feeling of coming home to her well-loved Grandmother’s little home.
The room held what seemed to be an intimate group of people sitting patiently while their quiet conversations filled the room with anticipation.
As Beloved entered the room with Time, everyone turned to welcome her and smiled as she entered. Without even letting go of the door, Time turned and addressed the gathering, “There now, she is finally here.”
Motioning to the room, she countered Beloved’s curious look, “Ah, yes, dear. They will fill you in.”
Giving Beloved one last hurried prodding, she turned to leave. “I must continue my watch. There are more to come!”
With that, she was gone and the door closed after her.
“The time promised by God has come at last!” he announced. “The Kingdom of God is near! Repent of your sins and believe the Good News!”
—Mark 1:15 NLT
THE WELCOMING ROOM was filled with women and men of all races and nationalities, both old and young alike, all of whom possessed the same warm, welcoming quality that filled the room. They had been expecting Beloved and stared at her with curious delight.
Beloved stood timidly as she sheepishly glanced around the room. Even though she felt she recognized some of the people in the room, she knew she had never met them. Nonetheless, she was taken abackwhen she realized they all seemed to know her and had been anticipating her arrival.
The room was very bright, considering it was inside a mountain. It was filled with a warmth that seemed to penetrate her nerves and quiet her spirit. Beloved fell into an easy repose and knelt comfortably on the floor with the others.
The graciously cheery group welcomed her warmly, as though they had always been friends. Very happy to see her, one by one they introduced themselves and shared their testimonies with her. Each individual held a wealth of personal stories to impart and as they finished, they asked for her to share her story in turn.
Beloved had kept her feelings bottled up inside for so long, now she feared exposing her insecurities and opening herself up to others and their unjust criticisms.
Yet, though she’d only just met them, she felt such intense love and understanding from all of them. The warmth and authenticity that emitted from them seemed to birth a release in her spirit.
An older, beautiful woman named Helen reached out and drew Beloved into her and held her close in a powerful display of sympathy. Brushing her hair, she said, “Beloved, we love you. We who know you, accept you as you are.”
Beloved had not allowed herself to realize the pain she had been holding in her heart. She had buried it so deep and tried so hard to keep it hidden, and now suddenly it was awakening with tremendous force. Breaking into heaves of pain-relieving sobs, she slumped to the floor.
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