She saw her chance for escape. An oversight by her captor, a door left unlocked,
just waiting for her to walk through. The
night outside was pitch black, no moon out to show her the way. She had given up long ago. She had been beaten into submission and she
had no courage to run now, but she knew this chance would never come
again.
If it wasn’t for the unexpected distraction, she'd be reliving the same hell she had been through hundreds of times before. Oh, how she hated herself for not listening
to wisdom when she was younger. Her parents
had warned her a million times about talking to strangers on the internet, but
when the instant messages came pouring in day after day, she couldn’t resist
his sweet lies.
At the time she had no idea he was not who he said he
was. The tiny profile pic was of a cute 15-year-old
boy, with blonde hair and sun-kissed freckles on his nose. She was smitten by the second day of
texting. He said the cutest things and
he was always telling her how beautiful she was. No on had ever said that to her before.
The day he asked to meet in person was supposed to be such a
magical day. It was the day before her
14th birthday and she was super excited about the party the next
day, the only thing that would make it less than perfect is that she couldn’t invite
him. Eve knew for sure her parents would
freak. So, that day she agreed to meet him,
because he had a gift for her birthday.
They were meeting at the park around the corner. Her parents never questioned her about meeting
with her friends around the corner. They
wouldn’t suspect a thing.
Eve lived to regret that day a thousand times, wishing more
than anything she wouldn’t have responded to that first instant message. When she got to the park that day, she didn’t
see anybody at first, especially not the cute boy she was anxiously waiting to meet
in person. She had been there for about
five minutes when an older guy, with a ball cap walked by. He didn’t stop or talk, but something about
him instantly made Eve uncomfortable and she decided to head back home. Walking briskly the opposite way and turning around
frequently to make sure she wasn’t being followed, she didn’t see the man step
out of the hedges in front of her. She
collided with him and he wrapped her up in a strong embrace, holding his hand
over her mouth.
He whispered, “Hello, Eve, I’m so glad to finally meet you.” Frantically, she kicked him and tried to bite
his hand, while all the dots connected in her teenage brain. All the warnings from her parents. All the secrecy, all the lies came to light
in that moment. This was her prince
charming, who called her beautiful and he was kidnapping her and taking her
away from everything she loved. If only
she had listened.
Eve pushed those thoughts out of her mind for now. Right now, she had to summon the courage to
get up and run out of this dungeon she had been trapped in for two long
miserable years. She had to make her jello
legs work and her mind formulate a plan.
She hadn’t made any decisions for herself for so long it was feeling impossible
to decide what to do now.
Where would she go?
She had no idea what lay outside these walls. She didn’t know if she could make it on her
weak legs and she had no shoes. She wasn’t
sure if she was even close enough to humanity to get any help. All she knew was there was an unlocked door
and freedom on the other side.
Eve was terrified of taking this chance of escape. She didn’t know what new horror might lie outside
that unlocked door. She waited what felt
like eternity trying to figure out if she had the courage to take the
step. Finally, with every ounce of
courage she had she lifted herself up and crept to the door. The faded beat-up blue truck was gone for
now. Deciding that circling the house and
running the opposite way of the long gravel drive-way was the best thing to do,
she took off at a run, stumbling and falling flat on her face, because she kept
turning around afraid to catch a glimpse of that faded blue.
Eve ran for what felt like forever, she was panting, her
heart beating out of her chest, legs burning and mind racing with all the
unknowns, but she ran until could run no more.
Just when she thought she was about to die, Eve saw lights from a house in the
distance. She was so relieved to see
civilization she collapsed in the field, hoping to regain her composure before
she approached the little white farm house.
Hearing the bark of dogs coming closer to her, Eve tried to
pick herself up to see where they were coming from. Weak
and feeling like she might faint, she didn’t have the strength, so she just lay
there waiting for the unknown. A few
steps away a woman called out to her dogs to heel, approaching to see what kind
of animal they had found. She gasped
when she saw the crumpled shape laying in the tall grass in front of her. Leaning down beside Eve, she swept the matted
hair off her forehead and said, “Oh, honey, you’ve been through something bad, but you’re
ok now.”
Tears of relief and gratitude stung Eve’s eyes and she
passed out right there knowing that she had finally made it to freedom.
For Eve the fear of escaping and the unknown was almost
stronger than her fear of the pain she knew.
The pain you know is sometimes more comfortable than the fear of the
unknown. That’s why we stay where we are
for so long… because at least we know what to expect.
In John chapter five, Jesus approaches a man who has been paralyzed
for 38 years. He’s laying on his mat at
the pool Bethesda and Jesus comes to him, leans down and says, “Do you want to
be made whole?”
The man begins to make excuses for his situation, but Jesus
getting to the heart of the matter says, “Get up, pick up your mat and walk”. Instantly, the man was healed, he picked up
his mat and went on his way.
But, there were many, many people there that day and no one
else healed… Why? Probably because the fear of the unknown was
stronger than the pain they were in.
Jesus wants us to see that unlocked door and take the chance
on freedom. He is asking each of us
today… Do you want to be made
whole? It may be scary, and you may
only see one small step at a time but get up and take the chance. The pain and fear you know is clouding your sense
and keeping you from the freedom on the other side of that door. Freedom is waiting... Jesus is waiting. Don't let the pain you've become so comfortable with keep you from taking that chance.
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