“Death is coming for the child. We can delay no longer.” Tau looked toward the village and unsheathed his sword.
Ajani lifted his eyes to the heavens. “But we were told to await the sign. We cannot move until it comes.”
“I believe the sign has come.” With wings unfurled, Tau motioned toward the banks of the river. “The waters cry out in anguish; they plead with their Maker—longing to be made useful once again. The Enemy has tainted with death that which was meant to bring life and health, refreshing and healing.”
“Yes, but I expected…”
“You expected a sign from heaven. But maybe it is here before us.” The golden sun illuminated Tau’s brown eyes and glowed against his dark skin. “The child is dying for water. His grandmother has travailed in prayer. The entire village has sought relief. Even creation groans in agony.”
Lowering his head, Ajani gazed upon the waters. “You speak truth. Our Commander told us to see with His eyes, hear with His ears and feel with His heart. Now I understand. God has heard the cries for help…and it is time for man to hear.”
“Then we must depart.” Lifting his sword heavenward, Tau set his face like a flint toward battle. Ajani followed without hesitation.
Fighting through thick clouds of fierce enemies, the warriors reached their destination. Before them was a land of great abundance, but Tau sensed something greater was lacking.
Standing in the city square, Tau observed the people. “The land from which we came had so little, but the people had great faith. This new land has abundance, yet it overflows with apathy and complacency. Faith is scarce.”
“Remember what the Commander has spoken: ‘A little child shall lead them.’” Ajani’s voice was infused with passion. “We left a child dying, but will find a child praying.” As he spoke these words, they were transported to a room where a child was on his knees.
“This is the one. He will be an Ambassador, convincing his people to build the well. The people of our land will find healing; the people of this land will find the joy that comes from sacrifice.” Tau’s wings arched over the praying boy with great strength and magnificence.
“And what will become of the dying child?” Ajani knew the answer he wished to hear.
“He will be strengthened by the new water. He will grow and learn—and live abundantly. The two boys will become friends. And one day, they will lead multitudes to the Water of Life.”
A wise proverb states, “Children are a living message we send to a time we will never see.” Sadly, millions of children will not survive to deliver their message because they lack access to clean water. The Water4 Foundation has heard the cry for help, and you can partner with them in responding to the global water crisis. The cry has gone forth. You can be part of the solution.