Feivel put his hand on Jesus’ shoulder. “My Lord, I don’t know how you do it. I don’t know how you can stand to watch so many in this state. Just watching over one nearly kills us.”

      Jesus nodded, then smiled. “Well, some are coming. I’m happy for that. Very happy.”

      The angels smiled also. Hannah nodded. “Yes. Thank you, Lord, for that.”

      Jesus straightened up from the bed. “By the way, there is another opportunity coming up for her. We’re coordinating it now. In two weeks there will be a concert in town at a local church. Caroline’s friend, an active disciple, will invite Caroline to this concert. The music will be moving and there will be a powerful message. There will also be an invitation.” Jesus leaned over once again and took Caroline’s hand. “I’m hoping she will allow me back into her life.”

      “She was fifteen when she first accepted you, right, my Lord?”

      “Yes.” Jesus nodded. A warm smile spread across his face. “That was my happiest moment with her.”

      “It has been hard watching her ever since,” said Feivel.

      Jesus squeezed her hand. “She’s my Shining Star.” He looked at her face for a few moments, and then he sighed and stepped back from the bed. “I want to thank the both of you for watching over her like you do,” he said, glancing alternately at each angel as he spoke. “I know it’s been very hard. Your diligence in her protection has made all the difference in how she will turn out. It’s made as much difference as the diligence of the one holding her up in prayer.”

      Jesus looked down at her, smiling gently. As he spoke next, the emotion in his voice nearly choked off his words. “And when she finally comes around, you will be able to witness such love and grace and beauty in her that it will all be worth it.”

      “We believe that, too, My Lord,” said Hannah.

      “It will be a lot easier to watch over her then, too,” said Jesus.

      “We won’t be reassigned, will we?” asked Feivel.

      Jesus looked at the angel and laughed. “No. Not for a long while, anyway. I’m sure you two could use a break.”

      Both angels nodded and smiled their understanding.

      Just then Caroline’s face clouded over with sadness and tears began to form in her eyes. “Oh, God…” she said, trying to hold back a sob.

      Jesus immediately went to the bed and dropped to one knee. He leaned close to her and said, “Yes, Caroline. I’m here.” He reached out and softly patted her head as he waited for anything further from the anguished young women, but she said no more. She seemed as if she were going to cry, but held it back. She held her breath for several seconds until the sobbing subsided.

      Jesus lowered his head in sorrow for missing a chance to talk to his wayward daughter. After a few moments he raised his head to look at her. He leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead, and then he stood up.

      “Thank you, both, again for your devotion to her,” said Jesus, looking down at her. She continued her emotionless staring at the ceiling fan. “Take heart. I believe she will come back to us soon. Then you’ll see.” He patted her head gently again. “Then you’ll see my beautiful daughter in all her glory.”

      Hannah patted Jesus on the shoulder and noticed a tear forming in the Savior’s eye.

      “My beautiful, precious girl,” said Jesus. Then he spoke to the angels as he looked at her. “They weren’t made for this fallen world, you know. They were made for Eden.”

      “We know, my Lord,” said Feivel.

      “Please take care of her.”

      “We will, my Lord,” said Hannah.

      “Yes,” said Feivel, “for as long as needed.”

      “Thank you,” said Jesus. Then the Son of God lowered his head and turned and left the room.