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this game.  “Yes, I’ll be here.’
    “Good, I’ll talk to you later.  Have a blessed day.”
    “You, too.  Bye.”
    D’Cerner lay holding the phone thinking she had finally lost her mind.  Did she hear what she heard and how did Cal know?  After an hour of twisting and sighing, not able to come up with any plausible answers, she finally fell asleep.  As she slept, question marks chased her through winding streets and forests.
    A few hours later, she woke up wondering if she had dreamed the entire conversation.  Before concluding her regular morning ritual of prayer, she asked if she was dreaming, referring to God as “Daddy” as she usually did.
    “Daddy, if that message I heard was a dream, let me know.”
    “ It was not a dream.  You heard correctly.”
    “But how did Cal know what you said and why have you chosen me.”
    “He knew because I told him before he called you.  As you can
    see, he needs balance in his life.”
    “But why me?”
    “Because I love you.”
    At that, she stopped asking questions.  She had to digest what she had heard through the cobwebs of confusion, thinking about a number of things at once.  She finally decided that she would deal with it all later.
     
    *****
    After Cal had gone to bed the night before, he woke with the same thoughts.  He was not sure himself that he had heard right, but he called D’Cerner after being prompted by the Holy Spirit to do so.  He had known it was late and he had no idea how she would react. But, he had decided to be obedient and let things unravel at their own pace.   
    He knew that she would be told what she was to do, but he didn’t know if she would be receptive.  Based on her reaction, he could tell that the Holy Spirit had dropped the word into her spirit.  As he pondered this predicament, he began to wonder if this was going to work.  He wanted a wife and was certain that she was the one simply because God spoke it to him. However, D’Cerner didn’t sound too happy about the prospect of being anyone’s wife; especially his. 
    “Father,” he began to pray.  “You didn’t tell me she’d had a number of proposals.  She’s been engaged eight times.”
    “ I wasn’t aware that I was accountable to you.”
    “You’re right.  Forgive me.  How do I proceed from here and what is she really thinking about this?”          
    “ In due time, you will know everything you need to know.  You don’t need to know everything right now.  Wait a few days to call her.  I have to talk to her.”
    “But I told her that I would call her later today.”
    “Yes, you did, but you didn’t ask me.  Wait a few days and then call. She’ll be irritated, but she’ll get over it.”
    “Will she do it?”
    “That depends upon you.  I have given her a submissive spirit, but you are not to abuse that knowledge.  You have already reminded her that it is her choice to obey or not.  It usually takes her awhile, but she eventually obeys my voice.  Don’t push it.  Let her work it out.”
    Realizing that the future was out of his hands, Cal concluded his prayer.  While he was getting dressed for work, he couldn’t help thinking about how D’Cerner would respond—to God and to him.
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
    Cal spent the next morning going over paperwork at the Royal Chariot, his limousine service office, undisturbed, the way he preferred to work.  He was planning to order two additional limousines since request for his services had increased.   However, he found it difficult to think about business when he couldn’t stop thinking about D’Cerner.  This was the first time that anything like this had ever happened to him and he really didn’t what to make of it.  There was one thing he did know.  He wasn’t about to tell her he knew what God had said to her.  It sounded too unreal for words.  He knew it was true, but he did not know how one explained this type of phenomena when they did not fully