A Conversation To Remember

       I sit in a well furnished room waiting for someone, I don't know who, to arrive. This beautiful tea room has so many wonderful flowers on the walls and in lovely vases around the room. The huge windows let the bright mid-July sunlight flow in. The sound of birds chirping floods in through an open window across teethe large room. The couch I sit on is upholstered with lovely roses and other embroidered flowers. On the opposite was is a calendar with beautiful pictures, but something is wrong: it says 1956, not 2012! I sit quietly in shock until a man that looks about fifty walks into the room wearing a bright red shirt, coat, tie, and nicely pressed pants. "Hello, my name is C.S. Lewis, welcome to my humble home," he says with a slight bow.
   "Wow! It's really you! C.S. Lewis!" I reply excitedly.
   " Yes! And what is your name?" he asks, intrigued by his visitor's enthusiasm.
   "Well, my name is Nelly.  I have actually time-traveled to get here.  I actually live in 2012!"
   "Well, I am honored to meet you, Nelly!  Thank you for coming!"
   "I am so sorry.  Have I disturbed you?"
   "No! Please stay for tea!" Mr. Lewis exclaims, excited to have company.
   "Ok.  I would like to ask you some questions," I reply.
   "Great! And I have some answers! He says with a smile conquering his face as he pours some tea.  "Go on, you can ask any question you like!"
   "Well I work as a kind of detective in 2012 and the local museum wants to buy your mansion as a special feature add on to their displays, but I want it to go to a relative of yours so I was looking for any legal documents that might tell me who it would go to."
   "Oh yes, of course those are kept in the safe and the combo is 7-45-33."
   "Amazing and do you have any close relatives that you would want to own this mansion?"
   "Well you see I have a little nephew who would be...um...57 in 2012 and he has a daughter named Nelly Lewis."
   "Wow! Cool name...same name as me!" I say before realizing that it really could be me.
   "What is your father's name?"
   "Charles Lewis"
   " Why, that's my nephew which means..." he said with a smile brightening his whole face " you are my great niece!! Oh come give me a hug!!"
    "Wow! You are my great uncle!!!! That's AMAZING!!" I announce while hugging him.
    " I know and I want you to have this place!!!" he says decisively.
    "Really? That's great! Thank you soooooo much!!!!"
    "There is one condition though, you must make it into an orphan's home or something like that," he says with a truly concerned face.
     "Of course! I will! I will also teach them about god and read them all your books!" I say while I watch his expression lighten.
    "That is amazing! Now you must go I love you!!"

       After I had left, Mr. Lewis sat and thought about all that had happened during that conversation and all the amazing inspiration I had given him. He had been truly touched by my enthusiasm in God's ministry. It would change him forever.
    C.S. Lewis not only encouraged me that day in my faith he also reminded me that as long as I use the mansion for God's ministry, the worldly value does not matter. I will never forget that conversation as I run my children's shelter. My life has changed forever.