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After months of bringing the undecided, and some of the repentant rebels to Jesus, He took Mary aside and brought her to their Heavenly Parents where she was to gain an unexpected surprise. Heavenly Mother took her in her embrace, and announced that it was finally time for her to become Jesus' Bride, and that all the restored children would be part of the great gathering to witness the wedding.

In all of Mary's ministry to the lost, it never occurred to her that these returned would be part of the wedding ceremony. She was so overjoyed that tears sprang to her eyes, as she looked with affection over to her soon to be Groom. "You knew?" she breathed. "Thank you so much, now our love will be complete, for all these will share it with us."

Now all during this time, it had never occurred to Mary that even as potential corruptness dwelt in the hearts of the wayward, so also this potential corruptness dwelt in her own heart as well! She had believed in the potential goodness in the hearts of the straying; else she never would have striven so hard to awaken this within them ~~ but she had never considered that this double potential dwelt within her as well!

Not until one day when one desirable looking fellow crossed her path, promising her unmatched honor if only she would give herself to him in marriage, forsaking her call. Now, the honor itself did not tempt her; and she would never give up reaching out to the wayward! But his physique radiated hypnotic rays of desire into her soul, pulling out from within her such unfamiliar feelings that she had never experienced before. When she realized this, and that to give in would be to forsake Jesus, she turned away. But as she ran toward her Betrothed, such shame burst upon her that such a potential for corruptibility even existed within her, that she felt unworthy now to even be bringing others to Him. She wanted to be totally pure for her Beloved; now she knew that this was impossible in her own strength. This made her feel unworthy to even be receiving His love or of giving Him hers which she now viewed as tainted. But when at last she found Him, He took her into His embrace, there explaining to her the way she could find worthiness in Him.

One day, Jesus explained to Mary the cause of the Great War which was even now leading astray most of Father's children toward the side of Lucifer. He explained that it was because Lucifer, Himself, resented the fact that he had not been the creator of his own existence, and was now compensating by making himself overlord over any who felt the same and were willing to subject themselves to him as their king. Jesus then asked Mary if she would be willing to search out the undecided to encourage them to follow His way, giving them a reason to do so. Out of her infinite love for Him and her growing love for others, she consented to do so.

When Jesus had been born to Heavenly Father and Mother, so also was Mary; and although they had not yet met since their infancy, when she did finally notice Him, she was immediately impressed!

She had been walking along when all of a sudden she saw a boy her age amongst a group of other children. He was listening to each of them as they confided in Him their feelings, and He was assuring them of His eternal friendship. This had indeed made an impression upon her, that she, too, would like to be like this. But then she saw one of the girls push Him down. All the rest of the children ran away, and Mary could not believe that they would just abandon him like that! Her heart broke for him. As she proceeded over to Him, she noticed the look of joy on His face that someone was coming to help Him. As she lifted Him, she noticed the look in His eyes, that they were filled with love toward her, a look she had not seen Him give any of the other girls. Then she noticed that her own heart was welling up with love for Him and could feel her eyes glowing that love toward Him. She felt Him gazing into her very being, loving her for the tenderness she was showing Him; and she knew that she would from then on share with Him the joy of caring for others. He could read her heart, and His love for her expanded, creating within Him a longing to be one with this incomparable girl. She felt the same, and was not surprised when He took her into His embrace and melted her lips with His own.

Chapter 1 -- The Plan

A very long time ago, long before King Graciousness and Queen Mercia gave birth to their children, whose bodies would be of spirit and of light, these individual energies existed within a realm of bodiless matter. The King and Queen would often come into this realm and converse with them, as one intelligence to another.

Soon it came to pass that King Graciousness and Queen Mercia called them all together for a great counsel, to announce Their plan to bring about their emergence into Their realm by fashioning for them bodies of spirit and light. They explained that through the avenue of conception, they would be infused into Queen Mercia's exalted body and flow forth from her into bodies of spirit, becoming Their offspring in the literal sense, thereby becoming their Heavenly Father and Mother. All of these individual energies rejoiced at this announcement, and individually awaited their turn into their new bodies of spirit and light.

A Voice Smoother then Velvet

I was panting by the time I made it to the forest outside the town, but still I continued. Even as the branches tore at my skin and the rough forest floor destroyed my feet, I kept running.
They said not to go out at night, they said it was dangerous, but did I listen? No, of course not. I didn’t care that eight girls went missing here this past month alone. But then again neither did my mom; she moved us here only two days ago, claiming that the job she was offered was too good to turn down. That the girls were only a coincidence, that nothing bad would happen to us – but here I am running for my life from some creature, with razor sharp teeth and glowing red eyes.

The Revenge of Baba Yaga

Hi. My name is Baba Yaga.
" Stop," someone will say. " Aren’t you the same Baba Yaga from the Russian folklore who ate all… those kids?
Before you judge me, let me tell you this.
First: I am vegetarian.
Second: I never ate any kids.
And third: I am a writer.
After years of lies and deceptions I decided to come out of the shadow and tell the real story of baba Yaga.
Here we go.
Last month I hit the jackpot.
Mr. Tumbolino from " Happily Ever After" publication house told me that my book was accepted. Before I could jump in my caulderon, steering with the spoon to tell my sisters about the good news, my book come out and climb to number on the New York best seller list.

Markers worn by passing time,
stand as sentinels in a garden of stones.
The names of those who are no more,
once starkly chiseled-
now vanishing as though carved in butter
set to table on a hot summer’s day.
The ones who languish here beneath the stones
are mostly now forgotten by history and progeny-
like old paradigms.
That they once lived and who they were
now sadly seems irrelevant to most-
visited only by the few that concern themselves
With mundane things such as history
and old graveyards.

Curtis J. Forsythe