Chapter two: Growing Up.

I was thirteen before I was told what kind of power I wielded. The day is fresh in my memory even at age 27, because I was old enough to have breasts, curves, pimples, my period, estrogen, you know, the crazy girl hormones. But I didn't, I remember asking my mother about in as we sat in our floral, music print living room. The couch was brand new and beige, the wallpapers had pink little flowers on it and it was cr me, the carpet is navy blue, we had our big flat screen in front of the TV, the fireplace to the left on the next wall and a little seat right there, the long couch I sat on had a red throw blanket draped over it. My mother sat next to me and fiddled with her hands as I watched the flower basket on the table intently.
Sweetheart, she began slowly, remember the story of Jesus? She asked before she began.
Yes. I said calmly.
He was perfect. She looked up at the picture of him on the cross, above our TV.
I looked too.
Yes. I smiled.
Jesus was God s son, she said sweetly, His one and only Beloved Son. We re all God s children mother. I corrected her.
She smiled and looked at me, her brown eyes were watery.
We are; but that Son came from God himself, not Adam and Eve. Okay? I was confused now. I grew up learning that all humans came from Adam and Eve.
God also has a Daughter. My mother now looked afraid.
She bit her lip, and fiddled with her thumbs. My father went to bed an hour ago, I wondered why my mom was so nervous.
No. I said quietly, no I did not. I don t know why I was talking so quietly, but it seemed the right thing to do since she was so tense.
Her dark brown eyes were filled with worry, her body tense. Her hands stopped fiddling but her pulse was racing rapidly. I saw it in her neck.
I didn't know He had a Daughter. I said again.
No; I would think not. She looked away.
Mom? I called her back from wherever she was.
Her name is Judith. Judith Cristal. She said, she looked at the carpet and smiled as if she were proud. Proud of what, I thought to myself. Why would she be proud? I didn't do anything. I don t even know what she s talking about.
I was named after her. I nodded my head in understanding.
But she shook her head. Not quite. There was a pause.
You are Her. She said. These words seemed like nothing at the age of thirteen, but looking back that changed my life.
I was Judith Crist The Redeemer. Born to save mankind from, the time of Tribulation.
What? I was confused though. This is something big, The Redeemer Crist? No way, I mean I know I m stronger and more intelligent than girls my age but I always thought it was because my father is a Harvard graduate and my mother is a brain surgeon.
I learned about Judith in Sunday school. She s beautiful, skin like copper, hair like sheep s wool, brunette with a red tint, like mine, she s loving just like Jesus but she has to go through way more things. I hope the people at church don t know, I don t want them to know. I don t know why, but I don t want anyone to know how condemned I am.
Sweetheart, we waited for you to come of age so you can know. I wanted to wait until you were eighteen but I forgot you won t go through puberty with your period, instead the knowledge of Heaven will fill you. So I need to tell you now. She rubbed my leg.
Mom. I closed my eyes, God has condemned me. I tried not to cry.
What! my mother yelled startling me, Of course not Judith! How could you possibly think that? God sent his Beloved Daughter to redeem mankind, is that out of hate? NO! She was upset now.
Judith Crist has six disciples called advisors right, three males and three females? She s going to come of power when the seven years of Tribulation comes about and when she dies she brings Armageddon. If she dies before the seven years are up she will bring the post-Armageddon which is deadlier because no one will be prepared for that. Judith Crist is the Daughter of God and she will fight off the Son of The Devil? I looked at my mother expectantly.
Yes. She rubbed my hair.
And that s me? Yes. We sat quietly for a moment, then she reached into the flower basket on the table and pulled out a purple amethyst necklace. It was in the shape of a oval with a silver entwining around it, entwined like a snake around a branch, on the bottom it has green peridot which makes it look like nature. It s in the shape of a flower making it look very whimsical. This is the jewel of Heaven, given to you from The Father himself. She said as she latched it around my neck.
I closed my eyes feeling the cool gem press against my skin. It felt oddly familiar. I suddenly saw pictures and images, I heard voices, that I couldn't explain and my memory came back.
I am Juidith Crist, Daughter of God come to Earth to Redeem mankind, the Devil s son is walking amongst us. People will not believe I am the Redeemer and they will shun me and mock me as they did my Brother, but in the end I will bring Armageddon. My mother was right, I am Judith.
Judith? Her voice made me open my eyes.
Yes? How do you feel? She asked standing in front of me in her pink robe folding her hands like she was praying.
I feel the same, except I feel like I m glowing. You are. She whispered.
I looked down, and sure enough the necklace was glowing and shining like it was in the sunlight, it was beautiful. I heard a voice in my head, loud and deep.
You are Redemption in its truest form. I smiled.
Father. The necklace is like a phone call to Heaven, anytime you re in trouble all you need to do is pray and focus your energy, the necklace will glow. And someone will assist you. My mother said quietly.
She kissed my head and went upstairs.
I sat there awhile longer and pondered the thoughts that ran through my head. I tugged on my french braid and rubbed my soft blue penguin pajama pants. I was confused. How can I be the Daughter of The Most High God and not know about it? Because you weren't suppose to until Tribulation starts. A voice that felt like velvet running along my skin said. I closed my eyes and smiled; His voice was comforting, His voice was like water to a thirsty man, His voice. Brother s voice. I walked up the stairs and went into my parents room.
So you mean, I m not Adam and Eve s daughter? I couldn't see them in the darkness. Yes. Your are Judith Crist The Redeemer of mankind and I am so blessed to be the one to birth and nurse you. My mother blew me a kiss and settled into bed as I smiled and walked out.
My daughter, you have found your true self, in You I Am well pleased. A male voice said in my head, it seemed to thunder through my whole body and it frightened me at the time, but looking back; it was my first encounter with Father in this world. I m not the daughter of Eve, or of Adam, I m the Daughter of God himself and the Sister of Jesus himself. Made from His ribs. I climbed into my bed and put on my ear buds and started playing, My God Is Awesome and hummed along to it as I smiled. I know I have to die for mankind, I know my own family will turn against Me, I know all this because it is written in the scriptures. But, even though I have to go through all that, it s okay with Me. I know Father won t forsake me.