The Unexpected Visitor 2 by Rachlan

The second time I saw HIM was even stranger than the first. I came home for lunch one weekday and found Him again in my kitchen, cooking me lunch. I had been so sure that I had imagined the last encounter that I was speechless to see Him in my house. I decided that honesty and up front- ness was a good policy. "Lord, it is not that I don't want you here, but it is very odd to have you in my house. Why are you here again?"

The Savior chuckled heartily. He must have expected the question because He didn't look at all surprised. "I came to see you, Beloved," He stated, as if that explained everything. And perhaps it did. "Want some soup?"

I was still somewhat confused. After all, it is not everyday that a girl had the Savior of the whole world cooking lunch in her house. But, despite all my misgivings- I really didn't deserve to be blessed with His presence- I decided to go with the flow. "Sure. Thanks. You really shouldn't be cooking for me," I said sincerely. "Let me serve you."

He smiled indulgently at me. We had gone over this once before, hadn't we? "No, no," he stated. "I came to serve you."

I shook my head. I was glad He was here, even if it was odd.

We sat down and lunched together, Him praying to His Father, don't you know. I had always wondered what it would be like to fellowship with the Savior and now I was getting my chance. It was just so weird! But I was determined to enjoy it. "Tell me a little bit more about when you were growing up," I requested of the One who meant so very much to me.

He told me. It was so wonderful hearing about His life straight from the source. It was almost too wonderful to bear. We spent several hours together, merely being and loving. It was one of the best days of my life.

Then, after an undetermined amount of time, He hugged me and again disappeared. I didn't know if HE would return, but even if He didn't, I counted myself blessed to have spent time face-to- face with my Savior.