I've wanted to do this for quite a while, but I'm finally doing it. This originally was only one one-shot, but I'm going to add some more. It will be a collection of one-shots between us or the Bride of Christ (could be either) and Jesus. I'm sorry if anything in this collection offends you, but you're free to scream at me in fury. But, I'm still going to write. Enjoy!
She cautiously walks to the big gold door to the Throne Room in slight fear. Her enemy is here, and she can feel his evil even from behind the door. He has come to speak against her, and she knows he has every right. She has failed her King in so many ways. She doesn't deserve His love.
She puts her ear to the door and hears her enemy's dreaded voice, rising in demanding tones. She dreads stepping through the door, but she has been summoned and she must go forward.
Her shaking hand reaches for the door's gilded handle, and a thought passes through her mind that her dirty hands are touching the pure gold. She gulps and pulls, opening the door and letting the overwhelming light from the Throne Room engulf her, and blinds for a few moments.
In her blinded state, she hears the voices stop, and as her eyes adjust, she sees every eye is on her. Her head lowers in deference, and she takes her place by the wall. She carefully scans the scene in front of her. Her Father sits on His throne in noble silence. Angels are hovering in the air and standing in different areas. Her King is standing next to His Father, but she can't bear to look at His face. Lastly, her eyes wander to her enemy, whose face is contorted with a overpowering smirk, and she feels fear try to swallow her.
"Do you see this, my Lord?" His words of accusation ring off the walls, echoing across the vast hall. "She stands there in shame, because she knows what I say is true! She is not worthy of Your Love! How can You keep letting her sins go unpunished?"
Her hands find each other and clasp each other tight. Tears seep into her eyes, but she forces them not surface. No tears, she tells herself. You don't deserve them. Everything he says is true.
"Enough!"
Her hands stop fidgeting, and she freezes. Her head slowly rises to see her King standing in front of her enemy, holding up His hand in fury.
"You will not speak against My Bride!" He commands. "I know the things she has done. But! I paid for it with My life. I have forgiven her, and she is free." With this He stares straight at her, His eyes burning into her tear-filled ones.
"But -" her enemy tries to begin.
"SILENCE!" the Father thunders, causing her enemy to tremble. "My Son speaks truly. You are dismissed."
Her enemy cringes in anger, but turns and leaves, but not before giving her one last glare. Then he is gone.
She stares where he has disappeared, slightly in shock. Then she hears a soft voice whisper, and a warm wind, like a breath, surrounds her. She turns and sees her King looking at her.
"Come to Me, My love."
That moment, the long-held tears burst from her eyes and she runs. Straight into His strong arms. She clutches at Him, sobbing into His chest.
He smiles slightly, holding her tight. "Never forget this," He begins, whispering into her hair, "I'll never let you go."
His words cause new tears to fall from her eyes, but He pushes her back to look into her face. His hand cups her cheek, and He wipes away the tears. He leans so that His forehead touches hers.
"I love you, and I never will stop loving you, My love." He closes the distance, and their lips touch, and she sobs in relief.