Once upon a time there was a Great King that ruled over all the earth. During his reign, the earth prospered and was at peace. Then the people began to dishonor the Great King, saying he didn’t do enough to help people. Yet, the opposite was true, he did more than enough. Finally, they got what they wanted, the ability to govern themselves. So, the Great King left and no one knows where he went. Soon, the people found that governing themselves didn’t work. Then they chose another to rule over them and he did well until he took ill and died. It was then when his sixteen-year-old son was crowned King and began ruling over both Old Tyre and New Tyre and Sidon.

During this time, a young child was born and tossed into the garbage heap. At that very same time, a middle-aged  woman named Grace was sitting in front of her home. The wind began to whistle in order to get her attention. She looked up to see a dust cloud form into a hand and the finger pointed at the garbage heap. Grace rescued the child. But who is she? Why would this child be any different than any other child?