The Light Of Ki’Shara: Pt 3
“When did you know, I mean REALLY know, that you were called to be a spiritual leader?” Sa’nah’s eyes sparkled as she asked Ka’diysh the question.
“Humph, that’s a loaded question my young friend, are you sure you have the time for an accurate response,” he replied, in his characteristically cultured manner.
Sa’nah knew how long-winded her instructor could be, especially when discussing the topic he enjoyed most, himself!
It’s not that he was self-absorbed but rather that he had lived a truly wealthy life, rich in experience and took pleasure in sharing the benefit of his experience and recounting his experiences with others. And Sa’nah liked nothing more than to bask in the glory of the tales he told.
“I’m all ears,” she encouraged him.
Ka’diysh reposed, hands resting on his chest, fingers entwined. His flowing silver-white locks contrasted sharply with his chocolate skin.
A full but neat moustache flowed across his lips then down the sides of his mouth merging into a well kept beard as white as his mane. The moustache and beard framed full attractive lips, which with his light-gray eyes loaned a singular distinction to his face that projected a transcendent beauty.
Sa’nah considered him a truly beautiful specimen of manhood; too bad he was old enough to be her grandfather, she silently mused.
“Two significant things happened that steered me into my destiny, the first at age eleven and the second at twenty-one.”
Sa’nah leaned forward as the aged Prophet began recounting his experience.
“The day was sunny with just enough cloud cover to make the outdoors fun.” He began. “I was with my father at Lake Lorianda and after exploring for a while I discovered a secluded spot and immediately dove in and began frolicking.”
“The water was deep, just the way I liked it. I grew up next to a river, so depth was not a problem but a welcomed feature for me.”
“I was totally enjoying my swim when without warning I was suddenly two feet underwater sucked down by the strongest current I had ever felt in my life!”
“Drinking copious amounts of water I desperately struggled for the surface and the chance at a lung full of air.
How I appreciated the simple privilege of just breathing in and out at this point.
Somehow I fought my way to the surface and thankfully thought, ‘Thank Dh…’ Back under water again this time fear washed like acid through my soul eroding my calm as a deadly panic erupted within. I clawed my way frantically through the water but I was being sucked back down. The current seemed just as desperate to keep me under as I was to break the surface!”
“When I got my head out the water the second time I contemplated calling for help but something refrained me, later I found out it was my stupid pride. However, I was instantly cured of this when I found myself sucked under for the third time!”
“I came up screaming, HELLLPPPP! HELLLPPPP!”
“All I could think of while submerged was the old wives tale that went, ‘once you go under the third time… YOU’RE DEAD!'”
“Thank Dhios somebody heard me and responded. I discovered later it was a youth of sixteen named of Ta’erry who became my lifeguard that day.”
“At 11 years old however, the spiritual significance of that experience was lost on me. It was exactly ten years later that a similar experience brought it all home.”
Ka’diysh paused, as he often did when sharing such personal experiences. It was as though he was gathering enough emotional strength to actually live through the experience one more time.
Sa’nah knew enough to be patient and not ‘disturb the Emperor’s groove’ as he jokingly said whenever someone interrupted his verbal flow.
“My father had died four years before and my mother was still missing thirteen years after her mysterious disappearance.
I was living (barely) on my own eking out a meager existence and suffering much mental torment. Of course I had no idea that The Nameless One had targeted me for psychic assassination then just as he had targeted me for physical death 10 years before in the lake.”
“Like that day also, I had reached a point in my life where I felt like I was going under for the last time, drowning in mental and emotional despair. The psychological anguish I was enduring led me to believe that suicide was my only reprieve.”
“I was about to commit the act, when one day my cousin asked me a question that stopped me cold… and saved my life.”
Sa’nah’s eyes dilated as she felt the rate of her heartbeat increase. She didn’t let a single word fall to the ground.
Another pregnant pause before resuming his narrative and Ka’diysh said:
“Things were particularly distressful that day when I went to visit my aunt. I was out of a job for months, had no income and hadn’t eaten in days.
My cousin asked me, ‘How are you doing these days, Ka’diysh?’ To which I glibly responded, ‘By the grace of Jzhan Christell’ and was about to turn away when she pressed me again. ‘No, seriously, how is it REALLY going for you?’
This time, her words struck a chord within me and I had to cogitate for a second or two. ‘BY THE GRACE OF JZHAN CHRISTELL’ I replied, this time when I said those words a spark ignited within me and I received a new revelation of who He was.
Just like that young man who saved me from the lake years before, I saw Jzhan Christell now stretching out His hand to save me and to give me a hope that I never had before.”
It took me several more years and amazing encounters to completely surrender my life to Him and commit myself to The Path but these two experiences were instrumental in me recognizing my life had specific purpose and meaning and that I had a divine destiny to fulfill.