(Sorry, I'm a little late in putting this up.)
I've decided to put this as an author's note, so anyone who is confused can read this. understand.
What I have written in that last chapter seems a bit strange and radical, doesn't it? (I am not the only one who has written something like this: look at The Sea is Her Downfall by Animus Wyrmis.) But, it has to do with a personal experience of mine, so please bear with me for a little while as I try to explain as concisely as I can.
I have known Jesus all my life, and I absolutely love Him with all my heart. And now, I will tell you something that only a few people know about.
After I read the books and after LWW came out, I'd imagine myself in Narnia and the Pevensies were my cousins. (I bet some of you have done this with a story/movie.) But, I was the first to figure out Aslan was Jesus. Because of this, I was able to see Him as I knew Him, as Jesus when we were by ourselves. When I was with my family I saw Him as a lion.
It is during these imaginary times with Him that I'd talk to Him. It's easier for me to talk to Him if I imagine I can see Him (for He's always by us, we just can't see Him) and also because I want to see Him face to face sooooo badly. Soooo, when we said good-bye, I'd imagine kissing Him on the cheek and gradually, let me say it again, gradually, I felt a compulsion to REALLY kiss Him. (Awkward, huh?) My mind screamed, "WHAT? ARE YOU CRAZY!" But another side of me softly said, "No, it's all right." I didn't know if it was irreverent or not. So, to be safe, I would stop myself from imagining that, but something happened that changed my opinion.
One day, the Lord spoke to me. "I am your boyfriend," He said.
Boyfriend? I thought. You mean a relationship that close? Suddenly, I understood. For doesn't the Bible say we are the Bride of Christ? And, in multiple times in the Old Testament and New Testament, doesn't God describe our relationship with Him to be as between a husband and wife?
It's a radical thought, isn't it? It struck to my heart, and I have told some people about this (when the Lord told me to). They have looked at me shocked and as if I was completely out of my mind. It's okay. You can think I'm crazy too. I don't mind.
But thanks for hearing me out, and you can decide for yourself. I won't pressure you to do anything. But again, thanks for reading my story, and I only wish to open your eyes to something new. For that is the purpose of writing. God bless you all!
Love in Christ,
Queen Emily the Diligent
