Continued from XIII…
And so, the story ends! The ominous pull of gravity was momentarily suspended as the formidable tag team, showcasing grace and faith rent the air in decisive takeover. Destiny’s stellar shone in magnificent show steal. It was the gleeful feel of riding on the eagle’s wings as the masterpiece craft took to the clear blue morning sky in spectacular fashion. The radiance of the sun ushered a new day in glorious chords of happily ever after.
She had on numerous occasions heard accounts of one who came to seek and save that which was lost. Heralding “salvation from our enemies and from the hand of all who hate us—to show mercy to our ancestors and to remember his holy covenant, the oath he swore to our father Abraham: to rescue us from the hand of our enemies, and to enable us to serve him without fear in holiness and righteousness before him all our days.”
Hers was the breaking of the beast’s jaw and snatching the hapless prey from its fangs. It had been a rescue form the pits of oblivion. And how true it stood out that the battle was not hers. In her dismal eighth fall, way beyond the salvage of the seven falls of the righteous, mercy had lifted her and embraced her back to love, in spite of her feeble strength and against all hope. How could it be!
She had a story to tell, a timeless inspiration henceforth sensationally anchored on the 11th enclave of the hall of fame. Daughters of Abraham awaited her address upon touch down with abated breath. They would behold the beauty thereof with absolute abandon, ever-after.
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