Back Minor Prophets
Chapters (50)
  1. Cover
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Chapter 22
  24. Chapter 23
  25. Chapter 24
  26. Chapter 25
  27. Chapter 26
  28. Chapter 27
  29. Chapter 28
  30. Chapter 29
  31. Chapter 30
  32. Chapter 31
  33. Chapter 32
  34. Chapter 33
  35. Chapter 34
  36. Chapter 35
  37. Chapter 36
  38. Chapter 37
  39. Chapter 38
  40. Chapter 39
  41. Chapter 40
  42. Chapter 41
  43. Chapter 42
  44. Chapter 43
  45. Chapter 44
  46. Chapter 45
  47. Chapter 46
  48. Chapter 47
  49. Chapter 48
  50. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

“Not just them,” said Jeremiah.

I looked out past the Hummingbird Grove, past the garden, to the trees surrounding us. People were there, dozens of them, maybe hundreds, standing stock-still, watching me. They were all naked, pure as God had made them, like they’d just tumbled out of Eden, and they gazed upon me, eyes wide with wonder and faith, like I was everything they’d been waiting for.

“They will come from all over for you,” he said. “They will hold your words dear to their hearts, dearer than all else. They will forsake husbands and wives for you, and children will abandon their parents. They will all come to follow you.”

“But why?”

“Because the Spirit chose you before the foundation of the world. You were raised up for exactly this purpose.”

“Can it be true, Jeremiah?” I said. “Can that be the reason for my visions? Could I really be destined for all of this?”

“The Spirit never lies,” he said.

“But it’s been wrong before,” I said. “I’ve seen visions that didn’t come true.”

“Each vision is a world,” he said, “a possibility. You will not be the victim of fate, who must suffer the winds of change like all the peasants of this world, if you only choose not to be. You are no peasant, Lee. You are a prince of this earth. The reality you seek is that which you will. That is your power, Lee. That is your truth.”

I left the Hummingbird Grove with my heart reeling, the happiest I’d ever felt in my life. I finally knew the purpose of all my visions. I was to be a leader, a guide for this community, a force for good in the world. I was so happy I just sort of wandered around the woods, all the way to the Split Tree. I didn’t know why, but I had a feeling something new would be there if I looked. I stuck my arm deep into the hole and pulled out another tape, this one dated 12-1-88.

I also found a note scribbled on a piece of paper, folded and dropped into the tree. It said, “COME TO THE TENANT HOUSE TONIGHT. AFTER MIDNIGHT.”

Holy shit. It was an invitation to go hang with Cass and them. Of course I would be going. There wasn’t any way on earth I’d miss something like that.