Nearly all to whom she was directly related had already gone on to Heaven ahead of her, yet all in the village regarded her as "Niñera". She had, indeed, changed the diapers of almost everyone in the village at some time in the past.
She was a grandmother figure to all, whether directly related or not.
Like Lois and Eunice from the Bible, she served as a pillar of godliness and an inspiration to the younger members of her culture. Due to her love and devotion to Christ, many felt that she would never die, but rather be carried to His side like Elijah of old, swept into the sky in a chariot of fire one day.
In this matter, they were, of course, mistaken. The years began to hang heavy and even Niñera knew that her time on Earth must soon come to an end.
And yet, the people were about to be surprised how close their assumptions had been. This very night a chain of events began to unfold. The first domino that would set off a chain-reaction that would rattle the very globe.
No one could have guessed -- no one could have foreseen that a simple old native Peruvian woman, shuddering and cold beneath her threadbare shawl in an unremarkable village high in the Andes would be so important to the unfolding to the history of humanity.
None, that is, but He who is Author of such things, and She to whom He has chosen to reveal them.
"She"?
Oh, yes, indeed, for tonight something was bound to happen that even Niñera, in her many years of life had never seen.
Niñera had a dream.
The preceding has been a chapter from Juggernaught: A Moast Unusual Bible Study
(Copyright 2016, Edmund Lloyd Fletcher.)
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