"Yes!"
"Forsaking everything for my namesake, even your life?"
Panic filled me. Was I going to fail? Was this a test? I stuttered to form an answer unsure of anything when it came to my own strength to do the simplest of things suddenly,
"I'm weak, but if You help me I will do it."
"It is enough, as My grace is sufficient for thee and My strength is made manifest through your weakness. Go and may the Spirit of the Creator that dwells even now within you comfort and strengthen you for the tasks ahead that I have placed for you to accomplish. Call upon My name and I will hear you and rescue you from all your enemies and troubles. I will never leave you nor forsake you. Roric, know that the plans I have for you are good and not evil. Be at peace and become one of My precious jewels set in a place of honor for all eternity. The harvest is ready, but the workers are few and yet My Father's will shall be accomplished. Awake to your place Roric and set your hand to accomplish My Father's will and be blessed." He smiled then and began to walk away with the remaining protector towards the door in the storm.
Almost frantic I yelled out, "Master wait! What is it that I should do for You?"
Turning He said, "Be My holy warrior first and foremost and live according to My Father's Word and His Holy Words only and all will go well with you. As you learn the Words of My Father and depend on His Spirit to guide you on your journey the hidden mysteries since the foundation of all creation will be revealed to you. You will see through the darkness and overturn the blindness and oppression of many, if you but believe and pray down the Creator's blessings nothing will be too great for you to accomplish in My Father's name."
My Master turned towards the door and stepped through it, which melted around Him into nothingness. There was the sound, as if a thousand lightning bolts went off at once and then there was complete silence as the clouds disappeared.
I blinked my eyes against the harsh early afternoon sunlight that had appeared suddenly and blinded me. I wheeled around and surveyed the cliff top, as I shielded my eyes with a hand. Everyone was gone except for the dead guards and what the crowd had left behind in their mass exodus to escape.
Had everything I remembered really just happened on this quiet and deserted cliff top? I felt such a lightness of spirit within me! The Spirit of the Creator within me felt like a happy babbling brook overwhelming its banks in the time of spring rains. I let it. My mouth fell open and words with no meaning to me poured forth in exaltation and praise to my Heavenly Father. A sense of purpose and a feeling of being loved welled up inside of me such as I had never felt so keenly before.