Divine Plagiarism

At one point, she told me I had her mistaken with some character in a book. This point is addressed in the response email. But there were two stories she forgot.

The first is Vader/Luke. The circle is now complete. The girl who was once called ‘a white girl with a tan,’ has said the same to another. The same way that her identity was targeted and destroyed, she has now done that to another. And the Fall has been passed from her to another. But it stops here. I give this to God. She does not define my identity. She cannot destroy it. I will not spend years trying to disprove someone in my past who will not remember my name. I am God’s and His alone. He made me, He defines me. So then she is Vader. Not entirely complimentary, but remember that Vader ends up being redeemed. (I am not questioning her salvation, but these deep reservoirs of pain within her. ) Remember, though, that against all hope, Luke always believes that there is good in Vader, that he can be redeemed. And he ends up being right. God can heal her deep pain. I believe that with all my heart. And my prayers are fervently for that.
The second story is similar. Theoden/Gandalf. Saruman’s wrath through Theoden is expressed most fiercely at Gandalf when he comes to set Theoden free. He offers Gandalf peace if he would just leave. He attacks fiercely when Gandalf tries to set his prisoner free. My Adversary keeps parts of her heart enslaved by this deep pain. He hates my prayers that she would be free of them, that God would break her heart and send His healing spirit over the pain she bears. But I am an adopted brother of the Lion of Judah. I will not be afraid. And my prayers will remain strong.

As for the accusation that I don’t know anything about her, I would ask why, then I was able to at points take her breath away, at points bring water to her eyes, and at points say words so significant that she would write them down even as I was speaking them. I was not speaking my own words there. I pray that I am not now.