Ella`s Story
My Love From The Future
BOOK FOUR

Chapter 8 : Lady Wisdom

Episode 41 : January 19 2021 Monday 10th grade10

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The figures materialized like morning mist taking shape, their white robes flowing as if moved by an unfelt breeze.

Roxana found herself standing in what seemed to be a vast library, its shelves stretching impossibly high into shadows above. "What...

who are you?" Roxana`s voice echoed strangely in the space.

"Am I dreaming? Is this some kind of night school?" She studied their ethereal forms, noting the otherworldly luminescence that seemed to emanate from within their robes.

"Those white garments—you`re angels, aren`t you? What are your names? What message do you bring?" The central figure stepped forward, and when she spoke, her voice carried the weight of eons.

"Dear Roxana, we are indeed daughters of the Infinite One, as are the angels, but unlike them, we are the first of the created ones.

I am Wisdom, and these are my sisters, Prudence and Knowledge.

We are the Co-Creators, the Mothers of all creation." Recognition flickered in Roxana`s eyes.

"Yes, I`ve read about you in Proverbs.

You`re the personification of virtue.

But why have you come to me in this form?" Wisdom`s expression grew both gentle and grave.

"We are far more than mere personification, dear child.

We are quite real—persons in our own right, one with the Creator yet separate as well.

We have existed since the dawn of creation, before the worlds were formed." She paused, and the library around them seemed to pulse with ancient knowledge.

"We bring no message save this: we are here for you.

You have been chosen for a most difficult task.

When the time comes that you need us, call upon Wisdom, Prudence, and Knowledge.

We shall answer." Roxana bolted upright in the pullout bed, her heart hammering against her ribs.

The familiar walls of Ella`s room came into focus—she was sleeping there again, since Ella still couldn`t bear to be alone at night. "Knock it off, Roxana," Eileen grumbled from across the room.

"You yanked the covers clean off, and it`s freezing in here.

You`re going to wake up the twins." "We`re already awake," Ella said softly from her own bed.

"Did something touch you? Are those visitors back again?" Roxana ran her hands through her hair, still trying to shake off the vivid dream.

"No, not the visitors—unless they`re pretending to be goddesses now.

They said they`re here to help me because I`ve been chosen for some difficult task." "Well, if they actually talked to you, they`re definitely not my visitors," Ella said, sitting up.

"What else did they tell you? If they came to help, maybe we should let them." "That`s all they said—just that they`ll be there when I need them." Roxana`s voice carried a tremor she couldn`t quite suppress. This Can`t Be Real The next morning found them gathered around Ella`s small breakfast table, the autumn sunlight streaming through gauzy curtains doing little to dispel the tension in the room. "I can sense that you`re troubled, Roxana," Helana observed, her otherworldly perception picking up on the emotional turmoil radiating from the girl. "Yes, I`m troubled," Roxana admitted, pushing her cereal around the bowl without eating.

"I appreciate help from the spiritual realm, but I don`t trust them." "How so?" Helana asked gently. "They`re claiming to be goddesses—Wisdom, Prudence, and Knowledge.

They insist they`re real persons, but that`s impossible." Ella looked up from her own breakfast.

"Why not? Don`t you believe in goddesses? Isn`t Mother Mary kind of like a goddess?" Roxana`s response was swift and firm.

"It`s not the same thing at all.

The Virgin Mary is the Mother of God, Queen over all creation.

She`s not some mythological goddess." Her voice grew more agitated.

"These three from my dream are personifications of God`s virtues—Hebrew poetic metaphors.

They`re not actual persons, not real goddesses." "But why couldn`t they be real?" Eileen pressed. "Because there is only the Trinity—the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

And the Virgin Mary, who was chosen by the Trinity and ascended to become Queen of Heaven.

Then there are the angels." Roxana`s voice took on the cadence of catechism recitation.

"These characters from Hebrew poetry aren`t real persons." Helana tilted her head thoughtfully.

"Actually, I`ve always understood it as the Father, the Mother, and the Son.

That would be the divine family, though I suspect God`s family is much larger than just those three." "NO, IT`S NOT!" Roxana`s shout cracked through the room as tears began streaming down her face. "Hey, hey, don`t cry," Ella said quickly, moving to put an arm around her friend.

"I think I know what`s happening here.

This is probably an example of how difficult your job is going to be.

Remember what Helana predicted—that you`d help prevent religions from tearing themselves apart? You`re going to deal with this kind of thing constantly: different belief systems clashing over doctrine.

It`s probably the biggest source of conflict in human history." She squeezed Roxana`s shoulder.

"Whoever these beings really are, you`re going to need their help—lots of it." "If I have to create some new religion, then I`m not doing it," Roxana said through her tears.

"I can`t.

I`m Catholic.

I can`t be anything else." Helana`s voice was soothing.

"Then simply ignore how they presented themselves.

What matters isn`t whether they`re real persons or not.

You could appeal to your Holy Spirit instead.

Wisdom, Prudence, and Knowledge can flow from that source too, without visions of goddesses." "I need to pray about this and consult with my church," Roxana said, wiping her eyes.

"I don`t have a problem with visions—I was just expecting Jesus or Mary.

I can`t pretend it`s the Holy Spirit when I know it isn`t.

I have to be able to trust the source." Her voice rose again.

"I think you guys are going to be the ones helping me do this job, not some STUPID VISIONS!" Eileen, apparently trying to lighten the mood, said, "I wonder what my vision will be.

Maybe Lady Justice? The one with the scales?" "Scales?" Ella asked, confused.

"Is she a fish?" Despite her distress, Roxana almost smiled.

"No, silly.

They`re measuring scales for weighing justice.

She`s a Roman goddess—a myth.

Don`t trust her if she shows up.

She`s blindfolded anyway." Helana`s voice grew quiet and sad.

"I guess I`m the only one who won`t get a vision, since I`m not supposed to be here at all." "Don`t be sad, Helana," Eileen said warmly.

"None of this would even be happening without you." Back at the Office Commander Beaker leaned back in his chair, studying the reports spread across his desk.

"What`s your take on all these visions the girls are having? Is this genuine supernatural contact, or just overactive imaginations in stressed teenagers?" Melanie considered the question carefully.

"That`s the million-dollar question, isn`t it? Though with these girls, anything seems possible." She pulled up her notes on her tablet.

"What I find intriguing is that these visions relate to ancient Hebrew mysticism and entities that don`t fit the typical UFO narrative.

Unless these girls have been secretly listening to Whitley Strieber podcasts or studying ancient mysticism—which seems unlikely—I`m inclined to think there`s something real happening here.

It`s not the sort of thing I`d expect them to conjure up on their own." "Well, real or not, we should support them as if it`s genuine," Commander Beaker decided.

"It seems to be pushing things in the right direction." Private Meeting Melanie had requested to speak with Ella alone, and they now sat in a small conference room, afternoon light filtering through venetian blinds. "So what`s this private meeting about?" Ella asked, though her intuitive abilities were already giving her hints. "You`ve always been the leader of your little group, so I wanted to talk to you privately about helping your sisters through what`s coming," Melanie explained. "How so? Right now I can barely help myself." "I know you`re feeling overwhelmed by everything that`s apparently being placed on your shoulders.

But someone else is suffering even more." "Roxana," Ella said immediately. "Exactly.

We know how devastated she was when her dream of becoming a nun was shattered.

What she`s being asked to do now will be a thousand times more devastating to her worldview." Ella`s expression grew worried.

"Do you think she`s going to lose her faith?" "I think her faith will actually grow stronger, but her beliefs will be challenged in ways she can`t imagine," Melanie said.

"Let me explain what I mean by belief." What Is Belief? Melanie leaned forward, choosing her words carefully.

"For humans, our survival advantage has always been our knowledge.

More than any other species, we think our way through problems rather than relying purely on instinctive reactions.

We proactively create solutions.

As a result, we have an almost insatiable thirst for knowledge." She paused, gathering her thoughts.

"Unfortunately, when it comes to the big questions—who we are, where we come from, what`s the purpose of life, do we survive death—very little actual knowledge is available." "So for those ultimate questions, as we struggle to figure things out, we create beliefs in place of knowledge.

Belief is accepting something as truth that we cannot prove to be true.

It`s accepting something as fact that we don`t actually know to be fact." "Once a belief system is established, we can act in faith based on those beliefs.

That brings us peace because we feel we have answers to life`s great questions.

We feel our feet are on solid ground because we can put our faith in our beliefs.

But belief is a poor substitute for knowledge, and faith based on unprovable beliefs can fail." "Worse, belief becomes dogma, and dogma becomes extremely difficult or even impossible to change.

That makes it nearly impossible to continue learning and growing." Ella was following the logic, and she didn`t like where it was heading.

"So what are you saying Roxana needs to do?" "In order for Roxana to learn and grow—and to help others do the same—she`ll need to reverse the belief process.

She`ll need to turn her beliefs back into the original questions those beliefs were trying to answer, and accept that some questions simply don`t have answers that human minds can comprehend." "Well, then we`re screwed," Ella said bluntly.

"I`ve known Roxana my entire life.

I`ve mind-blended with her.

Her religious beliefs are the foundation of everything she is.

She`ll never betray them.

She can`t, and even if she could, she wouldn`t." "The world is changing rapidly into something none of us have ever experienced," Melanie said.

"Don`t underestimate Roxana.

I`m confident she`ll rise to the occasion—she`s getting stronger every day.

But she`ll need tremendous support." "I`ll always be there for her," Ella promised.

"But I don`t share your confidence.

We`ll see, though.

I`m hopeful, but I`m not confident—not right now." You`re Wrong Ella stood up, pacing to the window.

"I think you`re wrong about something, though.

You think Roxana needs to modify her beliefs to bring various religions together and save lives.

But that means all those other religions would have to modify their beliefs too, to find common ground.

That`s never going to happen." She turned back to face Melanie.

"My grandparents lived through the religious killings when Pakistan separated from India.

Thousands died—both Hindu and Muslim—and none of them changed their core beliefs.

The dozens of Christian denominations argue constantly about tiny differences in doctrine.

The Jews haven`t changed their fundamental beliefs in thousands of years." "What Roxana needs to do is hold fast to her beliefs—they`re her anchor.

Then, while holding fast, allow others to hold fast to theirs.

Common ground can only be found by respecting other belief systems, not by asking everyone to compromise their faith.

The changes you`re suggesting would take ten thousand years to implement, and we only have thirty." Ella`s voice grew firm.

"Please don`t encourage Roxana to change her beliefs.

That will only push her away from the mission entirely." Melanie was quiet for a long moment.

"You know what? I hadn`t thought of it from that perspective.

I think you`re absolutely right." She smiled ruefully.

"I suspect I need your help more than Roxana does."

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