A Story for Daniel…continued
A story for children: By Elizabeth Poulsen
As Danni waited for the continuation of the story, the boy from Africa began to talk about his own reaction to it. He said when he was first told this story he began to weep when he heard about the death of the Son of Father/King.
He realized that people all around him had been prisoners of the evil servant. He had been waiting for the answer to their problems to become more clear by listening to hear all about what the Son would do. However, he began to lose hope when the kind lady who fed him told of the death of the Son.
But, he said, something else was happening to him as well. All along, as he was listening to the beautiful story, his own life seemed to be filled with a new understanding. He was able to see himself as one of the children of this wonderful Father. He had begun to recognize that he too was not free in this world. He was just like the other children of Adam and Eve.
He said that he had also become aware of his “inside eyes” as he listened to this true story and for the first time he knew that he could trust someone to guide him onto the right path. It was like having a father that you had never met but you just knew that when you did you would know he was your father. That is how he was feeling about Father/King. He just knew that Father/King was his father too. A new sense of excitement and strength had been welling up inside him and he felt he was in this story along with all the other children of Adam and Eve. He asked if anyone else in the room felt this way to put up their hand.
Danni’s hand shot in the air as he realized that he felt exactly the same way! He noticed that lots of kids had raised their hand as well. There was a girl in front of Danni who took the same bus he took to school. She raised her hand too.
Well, said the boy, you will love the next part of my story……
The evil servant was suddenly so weak he fell to his knees and with barely the strength to raise his eyes he looked upon the One he thought he had destroyed.
There before him stood the Son of Father/King holding the keys to death and hell. They looked different now. When he held them they were black and heavy. Something had transformed them and in the Son’s hands they had become red and golden. You could see a rainbow shining through them. Was this the promise he had seen so often in the sky?
As the Son stood before him the evil servant was powerless to stand. He was aware of prison doors opening. He knew he had lost this battle. His kingdom had ended. All he thought he had accomplished was crumbling before his eyes. The power of this One was too great. All around him poured the fragrance of love. Oh how he hated that smell. He knew of its power – power to bring life where death was at work; power to melt chains of every kind.
No longer the god of this world, he watched his prisoners walk free! Powerless, he watched his army cower and faint in His presence! The evil servant could not speak. He could not flee. He could only kneel at this One’s feet as his kingdom of pain and death was washed with love from the Son
And just when he thought it was over, the Son turned to him and with a gesture of his hands, those hands that had been nailed to the cross, the weapons and amour the evil servant had carried were suddenly removed. Not only did he feel powerless, he now looked powerless!
This evil one had not only lost this battle, but could never again hold creation a prisoner. Life and love had entered this place, life eternal. It had come in the form of the Son of the Father. The evil servant knew that the life of the Father was in this Son. He recognized the greatness of His power. Though he would never choose to surrender to it, he could not stand against it, for it was the power of love-
~The love of Father/King for all He had created~
This love was flowing over the earth, renewing it and washing it from the curses that had come over it long ago. The people could not see nor understand what was happening… not yet. Many were still very sad, thinking that the Son was dead. They did not know that death could not hold him. Nor did they know that He was busy taking back all things stolen by the evil servant. They knew strange things were happening all around them. Many families were experiencing an indescribable change taking place, but they didn’t understand. Not yet… All they knew that they missed their kind friend and leader.
Finally, on the third day, it happened! News came that He was not where they had placed His body! Where was He? What had happened?
As they were talking amongst themselves and worrying…
Suddenly the room filled with light, and there He was! He had come back to tell them that the Father had kept His promise. He had made the way for them to once more live as His children. Their eyes would see the truth and the truth would keep them from becoming prisoners again.
Danni, along with the other children in the room, let out a loud, “YES” as his arm shot into the air. Excitement filled the air as the children waited to hear what this news would do to the kingdom of Father/King. Danni also knew this was going to affect his life. Somehow he just knew……
…to be continued
Kids we need your help!
You play an important part!
Danni’s story needs pictures!
Can you draw a picture to illustrate something in this part of the story,(OR ANY OF THE OTHER CHAPTERS)
You can respond in the comment section of the blog and we will
let you know how and where to send it.
When you do we will put the pictures in the story on the Blog!
We can’t wait to see what you come up with!!
















