The hooting of the owls kept Flora awake. She thought it was all some terrible dream but as she awakened from her slumber, it was happening, in reality! Not wanting to wake her other roommates, she slid out of bed slowly and headed for the reading table to get her Bible and journal. Almost stepping on a squiky toy, she bent slowly and lifted it off of the ground. She paced in front of the reading table and decided against using it. Carrying what she went to get, Flora headed back to the bed and tried staying put. Still feeling scared and the presence of that darkness sprawled around- not wanting to completely give in to fear, she opened up the Bible- the book she loved very dearly and began to read. Reading through the story of Esther- one of the great queens of ancient time, her head began to straighten. But she could still feel the presence of the dark spirit hovering about her like a fly over honey. Gaining a little more courage like the woman she was reading about, she picked up her pen and began writing slowly at first and then, with much more speed she didn’t know she had. Was she learning? The question fell like an arrow through her head. How could this be? She thought of God as a supernatural being that only pastors and priests could speak and commune with and now was He showing Himself to her? Was she a priest? Oh no, I can’t be, I’m too much a sinner to even be looked at by that wondrous being. She had only read the Bible just to fulfil her religious duties and it was what she saw other believers doing although she had always enjoyed it. Bringing herself out of so much thinking, she noticed that she had written two pages already. Still in shock, she picked up her journal and began reading what she thought she herself had written. Flora marvelled and knew what was inside the book, was nothing she could have penned down by her knowledge. If it wasn’t her handwriting, she would have disbelieved. Flipping to finish what she was reading, she noticed something. Also in her writing, and it read “do not be afraid, I am with you”. Mouth ajar, Flora couldn’t believe her eyes. And then, the scripture Isaiah 41:10 dropped into her mind and with a compelling force, she quickly opened the book and saw exactly the same words. A flicker of light began to bloom within her and slowly she began to utter words she never knew she could. Weren’t these the words she had heard priests say? What were they called again? Tongues? Was she speaking in tongues? The language which she heard that only the big supernatural being- God could understand. Still not understanding what was going on, she continued in the weird language she had never known and her roommates were still deeply asleep. It was like a sound  proof was put over their ears. And as she continued to utter those tongues, the flickering light began to grow into a well of light. All coming from within her. The darkness seemed to have fled away. And the hooting owls went shush. Still in that overwhelming state, she felt His presence. Was that the big God she had always thought was just for priests and pastors? Was He coming to her a renounced sinner? His presence began to fill the room slowly and slowly and she couldn’t just sit there. She fell to the ground and began worshipping and worshipping. She had never done this before but why did it seem like it was what she did all her life? Flora felt a light touch on her shoulder and looking up in alarm, she saw a being shining in all Its glory. Was she to run, hide or scream? Adrenaline shot up her veins making her to be in a state of tumble. Very confused, she looked back to the ground and was still saying those words. This time, a little less and it began to cease. Feeling like she was the cause of the words not flowing anymore like streams of waters, tears poured and poured down her face. She was just a sinner, why had this being come to her? Why had He chosen her? There were others who were purer than she was. And then, she felt the tap again. Was It still there? Looking up, she heard some words that sounded like “come unto me”. Hands lifted to receive hers. Flora still thinking herself less of a person, put her head down again and still sobbed. The glowing being gave her another tap and repeated the same words “come unto me”. Still very unsure and uncertain, with much reluctance, Flora gave out her hands and reached for the being. She didn’t want this opportunity of getting saved to pass her by. She had already missed out on others and she deeply wanted to understand why she had been picked. This being hugged her tightly and then, she felt all the guilt, sorrow, pain, hatred, fatigue, clumsiness and all which brought darkness to her life lifted off her shoulders. She saw herself as a new creation. Still in the hug, her garment became as white as that of the being and then, it started glowing too. She heard Him say “YOU ARE READY”. Flora confused, looked up and asked “ready for what?” And He smiled back in response.