Chapter 5 - Romans of Ancient America

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Jesus extracted me from the rut in the road and continued strolling up the path, apparently still looking for something. I followed along, not feeling quite so self conscious, yet still struggling with frightening longings I attempted to stuff back down into the depths of some place where I wished they'd just disappear.

I couldn't help but look at Him as He walked. He being preoccupied with finding some elusive street, while I was preoccupied with the motion of His form through space. I'd watch His clothing bluster in the wind as it would hug one side of His body, flittering out in the opposite direction and than calming as the wind would shift. He'd stop periodically to unstick His Kethoneth and then just move on as if nothing had happened. It was almost funny to watch.

Well, apparently Jesus had found what He was looking for as He hurried up a walk way and knocked on a door. Come. He motioned as I scurried up behind Him. The door creaked open and a soldier, who immediately recognized Jesus bowed and welcomed us in.

"Centurion Cornelius, Sir!" The soldier called as he hurried back toward the court yard announcing that apparently Cornelius had a visitor. Another older man in military uniform emerged through the pillars into my line of sight. They all greeted each other as I just stood looking around at all the interesting objects in the front hall. There were helmets, pieces of armor and weapons strategically stored neatly in cubby holes, on pedestals and hanging on the walls.

I wasn't paying attention to the people, but more to the swords and spears when I felt Jesus take my arm and introduce me to them. "Kath-reen." I heard Him explain although my name was the only thing I understood.

[Yes, I need a place to keep her until tonight. Then I will send John to bring her to the house of Simon who had Leprosy.]

[Are You going to the temple Lord? Does she not want to hear You preach?]

[She can't understand me. She comes from a very far away country. She was in an army in a war not too long ago, has soldier's heart... and a bit of a temper.] Jesus cracked a subdued chuckle. [She already punched a Pharisee and I need to keep her out of trouble.]

[Really? I like her already.] The soldiers laughed. [Which legion Lord? Do I know them?]

[No, not Rome. She is from beyond the great sea. Beyond the greater sea.]

[You mean there is an army beyond Rome?] They laughed again.

[Yes, far beyond Rome.]

[Was she an archer, or swordsman? Maybe she would like to spar with Helina?]

[Oh, I'm not even sure she would know how to use your weapons?]

[Not know the sword?]

[Yes, her country is very different. Soldiers fly in the sky like birds and they have fire that... makes earthquakes and burns so hot it can make cities vanish.]

[How is this so Lord?]

[I'm not sure?] Jesus flashed a perplexed expression. [My Father has given them the ability to understand much of how this world is constructed. What He has meant for good, men use for evil.]

[I'd like to hear more about this army. What did she tell You? Will she tell me? How do soldiers fly like birds?]

[Well, she is from so far away that she can not understand any of us.]

[Not even Latin?]

[She knows a few words, but none of these languages are spoken in her country.]

[Can You understand her?]

[Only by inference, but language - no.]

[Did she come from the stars?]

[No.] Jesus laughed. [She is of the first Adam. Just from very... very, very far away.]

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