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"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation , or distress , or persecution , or famine , or nakedness , or peril , or sword? "
Romans 8:35

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The moment I wake, I can hear some clumsy footsteps. Forcing my reluctant eyes at the clock, I remember about my parents. It's 6 o clock and a school night. I wonder what shall I do when I see Clary coming in with someone whom I've never expected!

"Phil?" I look with questioning eyes to Clary and Phil.

"Oh! You know each other!" she slightly nods at me hiding her surprise.
"I called him over since Fin and Penny don't wants to be anymore a trouble. So our only friend remaining is him", she seems to be relieved as she looks at him.

"Just an acquaintance. Ladies" Phil says for the first time with a shy smile.

"I would say you are an official friend!", Clary exclaims while I wonder what makes her call him? After all, he is someone who would reject her mind  powers!

"So, Clary can you read my mind?" I blurt out, unknown to Phil here who might haven't heard of it. He stands a bit more erect with ears perked up.

Oh well! Me and my questions! But then I suddenly remember the night when they had the secret meeting.

"Yeah, I felt it all vanish when Fin and Penny left."
But unlike I thought, Clary was unperturbed. I look at Phil who looks with an unfazed expression. So that means, Clary filled him up.

"So, how much of everything you know?" I ask him.

"Pretty much more stuff and rituals about Trynads than you!" he gave me a bored smirk.

"What?" I exclaim at Clary who glance me unassuredly.

"Clary explained to me things while you were asleep", he says as plonk down on another sofa, tossing something to me and Clary from a bag. I actually missed out the part that he was carrying a bag! I don't think Christmas is there yet. It's only July !

"No, I'm not a fan of Christmas or gifts" he might have read both of Clary's and mine excited glinting eyes very well.

"Those are the fake clothes of Trynads of mine actually..", he looks embarrassed as we both smoothen out the creases of of the velvety coat, a habit.

"Anyways, as you guys admire the velvet, I will start filling up the details", he says looking absentmindedly at the potraits of nature on the walls. I have to fully give mom the credit because she is the talented painter of the family.

"But it's my duty to fully inform her the things I know of " Clary with a wistful voice slightly bows down, all shame written over her.

We all forget the purpose of the Trynad clothes.

"Yes Clary go on..", I encourage her; in my peripheral vision I see a smiling Phil.

" On that day, " she pauses, closing her eyes forcefully.

" I totally forgave you, you have nothing to be ashamed of", a concerned voice, very much unlike mine envelopes me.

"Back at home, I was thinking all about you. But then I got a message from your father who threatened  that if I don't come to his meeting, he would separate you from us." , she utters without any emotion.

"He knew that your weakness was Melinda," Phil states the fact.

"Yeah, when I reached your place, I knew that he did the same to Penny and Fin. Then he kinda ordered us to talk to you in a real friendly way about the powers. He said you have hidden potential power that would make everyone in danger if not trained properly. On contrary, we knew how much p-pain you had when w-w-we", she broke into a stutter , clearly taking in deep breaths to calm herself down but not working.

I embrace her in an affectionate way before she could start sobbing. "No probs, dear. You see him?" I point out to Phil. "Do you remember those words I said before you slept?" I ask.

She nods at me looking at Phil warily. Phil looks so angelic now that I had to pause a bit before I could continue.

"Phil was the one who started to teach me about this mysterious, powerful God! And those words weren't just words but of God from the Bible - the same words that made me calm down on that day. " I exclaim, 'in a lost puppy found' happy way. I just couldn't hide my excitement as I continue.
"The thunder, and torrents of rain stopped when I recited those Words from the Book of Habakkuk!" I give a flash of glee to Phil who in turn gives a stifled smug look.
"And The Bible that was thrown by my father, when I picked it up, miraculously, it was dry as a desert!", I practically jumped with exhilaration that I'm finally letting out the wonders that God did for me.

"Wow!" Clary looks at me in an crazy-cool way; tears all forgotten.
Like a shotgun she fires sharing my excitement, "Yeah, now I remember, no other words could help me I thought to myself but the Words you spoke," she nods to Phil, " just flowed into my heart mellifluously!" , she reminisces.

"Hate to interrupt the wonderful Awesomeness of God discussion, ladies, but one thing I am forced to say by God right now.", his angelic voice reminds me that he is no longer a Trynad but a Christian.

" This verse John 3:16 and John3:36 is something that inspired me to tell you about." He pauses, to look if we have any disagreements which none of us had. I think for me, it was because of the fact that the only small amount of hope I had was in God. Nothing else gave me any relief but darkness. So I am happy to surrender.

"For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son , that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.
He who believes in the Son has everlasting life; and he who does not believe the Son shall not see life , but the wrath of God abides on him." He halts giving us time to understand.

" So you see, God sent His only Son who died on a cross, suffered death painfully so that our sins are removed. This is because the Son, who pretty much you might have guessed is Jesus, He was faultless, yet he suffered that death so that our sins are removed." He searches our faces if we understood.

"What are sins?" Clary asks, as my eyes look at Phil without any idea about it too.

"Sins are the mistake you have done. The bad things you did or the hurtful stuff you said that makes God sad."

" So then, why do sins keep happening?" I ask in a doubtful way. Since I'm wholly knew to this topic except the part about God.

"Ah! The thing is, no offense to you", he raises his hands in surrender, "people don't believe that Jesus died, and God forgave every sin"

Me and Clary responds with an 'Ooh! I get it' look.

"The reason I told you about Jesus is because, you guys are believing in God and Melinda have started reading Bible.. So pretty much from the beginning of the Bible to the end, Jesus is mentioned of in one way or the other. Besides, the miracles which Melinda testified  and the trouble with Trynads and parents begged me up to tell this. ", he shrugged nonchalantly.

Oh boy! What about my parents? Suddenly, I forgot all the worrisome thoughts I had concerning their sacrifice. It was as if God gave me a type of unexplainable peace ....

Clary's expression mirrors mine with worry but both of us are now calm and collected.
She doesn't say anything much but wonders about something as she looks upward.

"Well, I believe in everything you told be about. At Least to me it makes sense! Unlike the powers of Trynad" I acknowledge firmly with a strange sensation of boldness.

" You can count me in with Mel!" Clary's reassured voice was something wow! to my ears! Even now, God is doing Miracle! Making her believe in Jesus and God!

"Excellent! Now I'm fully assured that your parents will be safe.", he says almost too smugly.

"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Huh?"
Both me and Clary asks simultaneously.

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A/N
Im indeed overjoyed to come to this part of the story. It honestly gave me goosebumps! Of Awe and Joy! Thanks to the many who have supported me, followed me and read these chapters and voted them. I praise the Mighty Lord for giving me an opportunity to spread His seed!
P.s. It would be a real blessing if you all could pray for me as my father's job is in God's hands. I truly hope that I can tightly hold Rm8:35 to my heart.
May God bless You All!