Meeting Her Maker

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She slowly opened the door. Stepped inside the room. It was all in slow motion. She was trembling.
She knew this day would come. It had to. But now she looked back on her past and was filled with doubts. Had she walked in the Light? Was her faith strong? Questions swarm in her mind as she stepped forward, towards her freedom. Or her doom.
The piercing white light grew brighter as she stepped nearer to it. Oddly enough, her bare feet that slapped against the smooth floor made no sound in the silent room.
She trembled at the sight which she had traveled across the chamber to see. She fell to her knees and sobbed at the base of the throne. She couldn't bring her eyes up the the light in front of her. It was too bright to look upon.
"I'm sorry! Father, father, I'm so sorry. I don't deserve to enter into your eternal kingdom! I am but a sinner, oh Lord. I did nothing that is worthy of even a glimpse into your realm. I don't deserve to even be in your presence."
The light in front of her said nothing, but set His hands upon a book on His lap. Opened it. Flipped through its pages. Smiled.
"Weep not, My Child. It is unfit for the Kingdom of Heaven. Your name is written in the Lamb's Book of Life." His voice was indescribable. He continued, "The passage to Heaven is not made by how few sins you committed or your good works. Nay, it is granted to you by faith alone. Faith in the Lamb, the Word made flesh." and He scooped her up into his arms and said, "Welcome Home, Daughter."


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So this is the first short story in my Short Story Series! It didn't turn out quite as poetically as I imagined it last night when it came to my head. I didn't write it then because I had to go to bed and couldn't get on the computer anyways :p
Please critique!