The Gatherer, for the Last Gathering

From the moment that I met this gem, I knew I wanted to be her friend. 1

Though mine was a world well travelled while hers: as if she'd never lived.  She's a tall, medium framed, rosy cheeked blond, with bright sky blue eyes; and it's her smile that just lights up the sky.  After her family's betrayal (as some siblings are preferred best) she and I escaped the dregs of hell to wondrously bask in paradise, of the blessed.2

Perhaps I was more like a conductor, of music, art, and creative things; where-as, this woman moves the heart of God, in childlike faith, for all that "miracles bring."  From our rags to riches, none would have dreamt that our lavish dreams evolved through prayer.  Still this wasn't enough for this child of the King (of kings), she hounded God to know her purpose in His care.  3

She now resides near a seaside villa where lavender fields abound.  No one suspects this country-woman as God's agent, though her depth and wisdom is profound.  Only a few did God revealed this lady's worth, though she's been a Pearl of such value "chosen from birth. " 4

The estate, where I visit from time to time, is awesome; she has storage rooms hidden galore.  Says, that in the end-time hour, believers will need such things and more.  Yet how she finds the time, and can figure for thousands to escape, is really beyond belief.  Even so, God has caused this woman of God to gather.  She will be "a saviour to thousands- for end-time relief."  5