An Expected Visitor

by Diane Virginia

Jenny expected a visitor, so as moonbeams danced through the curtains, she welcomed the day. She sipped cocoa, rocked in her easy chair, and thanked God for His Word. Her Bible was to her the best love-letter ever; each promise masterfully written just for her.

She thought about the Bible Study she attended two days ago, and how the group asked God to enable them to reach someone trapped in a cult religion. The leader prayed, “Lord Jesus, grant us the privilege of witnessing to this person this very week.”

“My Jesus,” Jenny said, “Am I prepared to share Your love when this visitor comes?” Doubts invaded her thinking. She feared she was inadequate for the task. How could she possibly say anything that would break the mental chains of a cult?

Jenny then expressed her deepest fear, “What if this person’s mindset draws me into cult thinking? I fear they could trick me.” Jenny heard within her spirit she was secure in Christ’s love. She turned to Romans 8:35-39 and spoke it as a prayer. “I am Yours, Lord Jesus. Nothing can separate me from Your love. Not tribulation, nor distress, nor persecution, nor any other trial can separate me from You.” Jenny balled her hand into a fist, as if holding an imaginary sword, “I am more than a conqueror because You love me.”

Birds began their morning song. Jenny heard the baying of cattle, ready for their breakfast. She knew she must begin her chores. But, she lingered with her Beloved Jesus. He must take center stage. Only He was adequate to quell her fears.

“My Lord, what if I witness and I don’t do an adequate job? I don’t want to bring reproach to Your holy name.”

Jenny was educated, but so was the cult. What would make the difference? Within, Jenny heard Are you willing for Me to speak My love through you? Struggling, but yielded, Jenny affirmed her willingness, but only if He would go with her. She read from Ephesians, “Speaking the truth in love…” (Ephesians 4:15a KJV) She nodded, “I can speak Your truth in love, because I love You, so I can love whoever You send to my door.”

She again drifted into the abode of her Beloved Jesus’ peace. Hugging her Bible tight, she wished she could touch her blessed Savior. At least she could touch His written Word.

Jenny took one last sip of cocoa. She rose, “I’m ready, Lord. Send me.”

Rap! Rap!

The knock at the door startled Jenny. Cocoa spilled down her blouse. She peered out of the curtains. Two ladies, one older and one younger, both impeccably dressed, stood with heels together. The elder lady had erect posture, holding a flyer and a book. She touched the younger lady with an elbow. Instinctively, the younger lady straightened her posture, smiled mechanically, and looked for affirmation. The elder nodded and smiled.  Jenny could tell which of the two God had sent to receive His love…

“Hello, ma’am. We are from…” said the elder lady.

“I’ve been expecting you.”

“You’ve been… Wha…? Expecting us? Oh, I didn’t know you’d made an appointment. Let me check my records.”

“You will find nothing written,” Jenny said, “We prayed in our Bible Study for God to send you ladies and He did.”

The elder lady began discussing doctrine. She challenged Jenny on her beliefs. What did the Bible say about Heaven and Hell? What was the end-time scenario? At first, Jenny tried to answer, but she soon realized it was irrational to counter the elder’s doctrine. Every time Jenny thought she was making inroads, the elder would turn to her iPad and look at notes.

Jenny was exasperated. God, help me! She said silently. This lady does not want to receive Your Word, so what do I do? A verse came to her mind, “And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony.” (Revelation 12:11a KJV)

“Put the iPad away.” Jenny said. “You are reading doctrine you have learned from people. Please, share how you know your god loves you?”

The elder lady was silent.

“Is your god personal to you, or does he seem distant?” Jenny asked.

The ladies looked at each other. The elder shrugged.

“I know the answer to every one of your doctrinal questions,” Jenny said, “but I’d rather share how I know my God loves me. May I share?”

“Yes, please…” It was the younger lady who spoke.

Jenny turned to the younger lady, “And because you asked, let me help you to find whom you seek.” Jenny motioned for the younger’s hands.

The younger lady willingly laid her hands in Jenny’s. visitor

“Jesus loves you so much He sent you to my door. It is He who put it on the hearts of my friends to pray for you to come.”

The elder lady circled around Jenny and the younger, pacing nervously.

“Jesus is who He says He is in John 3:16. That’s how He proved His love for you,” Jenny said. “The Bible says, ‘Neither is there salvation in any other.’ (Acts 6:12a KJV) Only in Him is salvation. He says of Himself, ‘I am the way, the truth, and the life.’ (John 14:6b KJV) It is Jesus you are seeking, and He desires to give His love to you.”

“Don’t listen! She does not believe what we do!” the elder touted.

Jenny ignored the elder lady and continued to speak. She shared how Jesus had saved her, He had healed her, and He had given her an abiding peace within her heart. She encouraged the younger to begin a relationship with Jesus so she also could experience these things.

“She’s trying to confuse you. Stop!” The elder shouted.

“Turn away from the group you are in and turn to Jesus.” Jenny advised.

The younger lady nodded ever so slightly.

“You are crazy!” The elder lady yelled. She walked straight between the two, breaking the bond of hands.

“I must get you out of here!” She turned to the younger, grasped her arm, and pulled. “I said, let’s go!”

“Remember,” Jenny said, “I expected you to visit. Come again, young lady. I’ll be waiting…”

The elder lady ushered the younger lady to the car.

Jenny waved goodbye. The younger lady returned the wave, secretly. Her hand bent at the wrist, two fingers lifted, head forward, but eyes looking straight toward Jenny. She dabbed her eyes as she watched a tear trickle down the younger’s cheek.

It was an expected visit. “Thank You, Jesus,” Jenny said. She knew Jesus’ love had made her an effective witness. She sensed the younger lady would find her way to Christ.

Copyright © 2018: All rights reserved: VineWords Stories and Devotions Inspired by the Vine: Author Diane Virginia Cunio; Pen Name, Diane Virginia: An Expected

An Expected Visitor is a work of fiction based on real life events.

Published: Faith Beyond Fear: Editor Alynda Long: July 2018

About the Author

Diane Virginia Cunio is the author of The Kiss of Peace: An Intimate Exploration into Song of Solomon and Behind the Veil: Becoming the Bride of Song of Solomon (both awaiting publication). She is passionate about sharing Beloved Jesus’ divine love for you, His bride, as allegorically portrayed in the vignette, Song of Solomon.

She has developed the model for motion-activated musical prayer-stations for use in the garden retreat, themed to the places you as Beloved’s bride travel to in Song of Solomon.

Diane is a regular contributor for Christian Broadcasting Network. She has also written for Faith Beyond Fear, Pentecostal Publishing House, The Secret Place, and other ministries.

To schedule Diane as a speaker, please contact her via her website: Stories and Devotions Inspired by the Vine. You may find her on Facebook or contact her via email at

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