The Spirit sent her to the library.
She didn’t like libraries particularly, but she
wanted to be where He wanted her to be. Lori
didn’t stand out, except for her soft, dark brown eyes. They penetrated like hot chocolate in deep
winter. Other than this, Lori lives unnoticed.
Go to the history section and look for whatever interests
you.
Always. Your will is
my life.
Again, she wasn’t particularly interested in history. But doing what she wasn’t particularly into
gave her a sense of self denied purpose, and she genuinely loved this
feeling. She knew it was all about Him.
So you’re into history now are you?
Her perky quirkiness was amusing. Everything about this woman was noticeable except
her eyes. This was weird to Lori.
No, not particularly.
Really? You know this
is “History,” right?
Right. It’s the
history section.
Then…why are you in the history section?
Why do you ask?
Oh, I’m a curious kind of girl, if you know what I mean.
Actually, I don’t.
Well now this here is the thing. From the womb, maybe even before, I just wanted
to know things. Especially, and
primarily, where things come from and why.
I know where everything comes from and why.
What do you mean?
I know what you are looking for. You want to feel connected to your
beginnings, like V-Ger!
Allegro was stunned!
How could this girl she never met know about V-Ger!? Was it in her Facebook profile? "NO, I T WASN’T!" Allegro thought. In fact, she made SURE she didn’t put
anything in her profile that made her seem weirder than she already felt.
How do you know that?
The Spirit gives me impressions.
What other impression do you have?
That you are a particular kind of lonely.
What kind of lonely?
The kind that thinks no one can understand the part of you
that you like the best: the part that
makes up stories about people, and matches the story with the person’s actual
history.
Allegro cried.
The Spirit is the one who made the part of you that you like
the best. You can become His right now
if you want to. Do you want to?
No.
And Allegro walked away.
Lori was shocked! Why
did she walk away?
The Spirit answered:
Whoever listens to you, listens to Me. Whoever rejects you rejects Me. And whoever rejects Me rejects the one who
sent Me.
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