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I'm really sorry every one again, for not posting:( I'm thinking of few more chapters to go and then I hope I will be done:) I praise God, I Praise Jesus Christ to help me write this book:)n Shout out to emmy_dee and KingSatoru for being a wonderful support!
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"Rejoice always ,
pray without ceasing ,
in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you."
1 Thessalonians 5: 16-18

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Rufus P.O.V

I give thanks and praise to Lord Almighty for helping me in my search. On that day itself, I sent a letter to my friend, sharing my excitement in the discovery of my parents and asking my brothers and sisters to pray for the escape. Since there are no telephones on Trynadic World and you've got to use telepathy, which is a power not from God, I chose to do the manual way. The way of sluggish letters.

For a past few days, at dawn when there are no junior guards meandering by the bars, I get to read some few verses to my parents.
In that way, the awkwardness between my parents and myself could dissipate, though I know, I ought to take baby steps.

I have prepared myself many years before how our first conversation would be. It's not that everyday you will see your parents who abandoned you right? Plus the bitterness from my side used to be something that made me go all haywire. I mean why would the people who brought you to life ever leave you with nothing but a picture? In fact the picture was kind of the main reason I know that thes prisoners are my parents!

Thank God! He was the one who made me thankful for them, bringing into this world, my life! And with the alabaster support from my foster parents thanks to the verses of the Bible, I believe that it was definitely God who told me that My Mission Impossible was to find my parents, turn them to His Light and Holiness.

The most happiest cum latest exciting thing was hearing from their own mouth that I had a sister who is already studying the Bible! Thank God! They did not abandon her as well!But they weren't too happy saying that, there must be something they are hiding... Especially one day....(flash back)

"So is my small sister Mellie alright?" I ask with worry that I couldn't control. My muscles shivering all tinged like thousands of icicles pricking me.

"Mellie is alright. She has her book with her.", mother's clipped tone reminded me that though they still act curtly, they might be hurting inside.

"You mean The Bible.", I reply without trying to sound bitter.

"Yes, she's an adamant girl at that.", father assuredly meets my eyes.

"Where is she, anyway?", I try my best to ask nonchalantly as possible but my shoes tap on the ground hesitantly.

"S-she is remaining " ,mother falters at mid sentence looking down ashamedly.

"Safe. Yes, safe at home", father looks like he is assuring more to himself in a strained voice that indirectly pleads me to stop asking.

But I was sure 101% that she's in safe hands as she is not just a girl but my sister who knows about God so I don't bother saying anything.

End of flashback....

Anyways, I look sideways, left and right more vigilant to check if anyone is eavesdropping to find there was no one, just the empty dark silence. I excitedly jog toward my parents cell with my Bible dangling close to my pocket.

"Dad, mom, today we are going to be thinking over
1Samuel 17: 45!"
My excited whispers is rewarded with a slightly amused looking pupils.

"Er... Alright son,", father looks as if he hit a rock.

"Go on, we'll see what your sister has been talking about", mother says a bit wistfully.

"Then David said to the Phillistine, "you come to me with a sword, with a spear, and with a javelin. But I come to you in the name of the Lord of host, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied."

So here I am teaching my own parents about the Word of the Lord. Never in my life I thought I could do such a thing! I steal a look at my parents to see unsure, blank faces. Ignoring their looks, I continue as if I am saying it to my younger sister, in that it would be a lot easier...

"So here in this verse , we see a young boy speaking defiantly to well experienced and well equipped Philistine soldier who is ten times taller and well-built than David.
This was a man to man combat. ", I look directly at their eyes as I continued getting excited myself!
"Added to that, David had just a catapult while his opponent has all types of weapons.
According to human, logical, scientific thinking it was 100% sure that his opponent named Goliath was the winner in this life and death action.
But there is major, a huge difference", I spread out my hands for an exaggerated effect.
"David, he strongly puts everything in the hands of God. And thus, we come to this dialogue of his. So tell me dad and mom, who wins?" I ask them with a bit of difficulty as it is already foreign to me the word 'dad' and 'mom' but their answer would be something I think will be delighted to hear.

Grunt.  My father shuffles his feet.

I guess..

" The boy?", father uneasily says.

"Wait, how do you know that, Dylan? Do you believe in the 'God'?", mother asks a bit too harshly, in my opinion.

" I have seen more than enough to know that This God is much more powerful than our Trynadic Magic" , his scathed words startle me and my mother as well. Mother looks as if she's seen a ghost. Her zeroed up eyes punctuating the bare fact that she doesn't know who my father is let alone a stranger as I silently thank Jesus.

I intrude lest they divide amongst themselves, obviously they are my parents. And mind you, I do care!

" You are absolutely right, father", I give my best smile and before I leave I halt to look at my mother's distasteful face.

"It is by the power of God Almighty, the Jehovah and by His Son Jesus Christ' s grace due to the shedding His Pure Blood , I am standing here to save you, your son."

A gasp was all that I hear when I leave the cell, as morning breaks into a gentle light, soothing my apprehensions as I once again whisper to Him the Wonderful Creator,

Thank you Father.

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