The Book of Emma

 Four feet wide and two feet high stood the box which held Emma’s inheritance from her great grandmother. Stockings and dresses. She was born into what was considered a heathen culture, but her bloodline traced all the way back to the Hebrew Hittite tribe. Her mother was a prostitute, but Emma had never been touched. She was put up for adoption at the age of 7 and was separated from her sister and brother after being taken in by a rich family. Fairly uneducated before being adopted, Emma, by divine will became obsessed with learning. Living in an age of sin, corruption and disobedience, God began to speak with Emma in her dreams. He told her to go find her real family so he could use her to cleanse the land.

Basking in the warmth of a summer day’s breeze, Emma could feel the sudden energy of pure divine purpose in her veins. 

“Emma, I have prepared a way for you and your family, now I need you to find them and teach them all that you have learned,” God explained to Emma in her dream.

“But God, I still feel like I don’t know enough,” Emma replied.

“Be certain of one thing Emma, that with me you can do anything. All you will need is just one book where I am sending you,” God said.

At the ripe age of 18, Emma left the comfort of her foster family and headed to the city where she was born.

She drove 500 miles in obedience to God only to enter a city filled with gang signs and prostitution. An angel disguised as a janitor led her to her family. 

“Emma, come with me,” he said escorting her to her sister.

“Who are you?” Emma asked.

“My name is Phoenix. I will take you to your sister and brother, but I’m sorry to tell you that your real mother was killed some years back. Your older sister ended up having to raise your younger brother,” Phoenix explained as he and Emma walked up the stairs of the building housing her family.

The building was filthy, the floors had been covered in old dirty foot tracks and the walls were embedded with graffiti. Emma could barely see the street lights shining through the dirty glass windows.

Approaching apartment 32, Emma turned to ask Phoenix if he had any help cleaning the building but he was gone. 

She glanced around the dimly lit hallway and could smell the funk of human waste. Positioning herself to knock on the door she noticed a large rat running across the hallway floor out of the corner of her eye. Knocking, she felt herself filled with anxiety and a lost for words at the very moment her sister opened the door.

“Emma! Oh Emma! You came all this way to see us,” Ester said embracing her sister. Tears of joy fell from their eyes as they hugged.

“Where is Terrance?” Emma asked before he came rushing out of the back room to get a glimpse of his sister. 

“You drove here all by yourself?” Terrance couldn’t help but ask noticing her car keys in her hand. 

At this very moment two worlds were colliding and a bond that had been broken had somehow mended back together in a matter of days. Emma and her siblings talked for hours catching up. The moment Emma touched down in this small city, God began to use her in so many ways. She founded a school to educate poor inner city youth and with the help of her brother and sister she also founded a home for women caught up in the web of prostitution. It was evident that something divine had been guiding Emma because every time she opened the book that God gave her a change would occur. The book of Emma was a void that could only be filled by her. The magic of it all was that Emma never looked at her people as heathens or a lower part of society, she loved them just as much as they loved her. Every new venture she took to lead her people to a better standard of living was inspired by every instruction written in her book. In this story you see a process because once Emma’s work was done an entire city had been transformed and the Book of Emma became a reality. 

Education has no limits, only standards to make the process easier. In Emma’s case she prepared herself with the belief that God was guiding her to create miracles.

There’s alway hope when one baby leaves the jungle and returns home with a book. 

The Book of Emma.

The End.