Thoughts about all she would do echoed in her head. She knew from the time she was small that the Lord had somehow separated her for the task that lay before her. Would she be able to do it? She learned so much, but one of the hardest lessons was trying to let go of things she couldn't change. She felt lost. She had a gift. She didn't know what to do with it.
This lighthouse, now hidden from view, reflected her struggle. She wondered what happened that this lighthouse would stand in such a secluded place. Was the Lord trying to tell her something with the placement of this lonely, out of place lighthouse?
Maybe she would need to fight the forces that threatened to overwhelm her. She knew her destiny as a time warrior. It was that task, that duty that sometimes frightened her. "Let go, Caesarea...let go..."
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