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"Everyone has worth in El Elyon's eyes," he looked at me then and said, "Even the life of the man you killed had worth. All life endowed with a spirit from the Creator has value."

I swallowed and looked away from his gaze, "Why do you wish to have a self-confessed murderer tag along with you?"

He shrugged, "Name someone you know who is without sin."

I couldn't so I remained silent.

I needed to know something and he didn't seem unwelcome to questions so I asked it, "What am I to you? I mean, I'm just a Kingdomer from the weakest of the seven kingdoms, while you're of El Elyon's own people. I'm not even a full blood Kingdomer at that. It would seem that I am unimportant and yet you have made me to feel that I am."

His face turned to me and I relaxed upon the sight of his smile. Regarding me steadily for a moment he then said, "You have value to me Benaiah. I care not who your father or mother were, for you have chosen to follow me and that is enough."

Confused, I shook my head. He'd given me an answer and yet I wasn't satisfied with it. Something dawned on me then. This man truly didn't seem to care that I was the product of a mixed union of two opposing blood lines. Knowing that made the invisible cord I felt binding myself to this man grow only stronger somehow and yet I was confused. What had I gotten involved in?

"What exactly have I chosen to help you do?" I asked, not feeling too good as to the sense behind my question.

"For a long time now there has been a war going on in the spiritual realm which has gone back and forth within the confines of mankind's existence. I've come to bring an end to that war. A war in which the result is already known."

I blinked repeatedly as my mind traced back over the words he'd just spoken. Suddenly I wondered about the wisdom of my joining up with this man. He spoke of things far above the life of a farm boy and yet, in a way I'd left the farm behind. What was I now?

"Don't think too hard on it all, Benaiah. It's really quite simple, the complexity comes in the application of the details, but if you know where you're going there is no need to worry about the journey to get there."

"Where am I going?"

"It's not so much the where, as the fact that I'll keep you safe wherever we are."