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Topic: Flat (01/03/13)
TITLE: The Night I was Saved from Prison
By Susan Allen
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It had been a long day for Elizabeth. When she woke up this morning she prayed her usual prayer, “Good morning Jesus, please help someone through me today.” This mind frame always kept her on her toes and in watch of others’ needs.
She thought how sad it was that people were oblivious to the fact that they needed Jesus in their life. People went about their own business thinking they had everything under control. They seemed content with their lives. What they didn’t know was they were not really living but walking toward death.
Elizabeth spoke to quite a few people that day, but was rejected whenever she wanted to speak of Jesus. She knew they weren’t really rejecting her, but Him. It still hurt to not be able to share such a wonderful Savior with them. It was her job to listen and she was not really supposed to share her personal beliefs with her patients. It was a rule she couldn’t seem to stop herself from breaking.
On her way home from work that night she felt helpless and wanted to cry. “Lord, I can’t understand how people can go on day after day without you. I remember how my life was without you and I am so thankful you are in it now. You changed my whole life around by saving me from being a prisoner of my drug use. My patients are still in their prisons. How may I help them if I can’t share you with them? You are their only answer.”
Elizabeth had left later than usual and it was completely dark on the back country road on her way home. Suddenly she felt her car pull to the left and had to control the wheel with some skillful maneuvering. She knew she had a flat tire. The problem was she never changed a tire in her life. She also had left her cell phone at the office. There weren’t any houses nearby and she prayed, “Oh Lord, please help me.”
It had to have been about twenty minutes later when she saw a young man walking toward her. As he got closer, she recognized him as one of her patients who was still an addict.
“Hi, Dr. Elizabeth, do you need help?”
“Yes, Jimmy, it is so good to see you. Do you know how to fix a flat?”
“As a matter of fact I do. Do you have a spare?”
Elizabeth opened the trunk and Jimmy took the spare and the jack out. As he was working on the tire, he asked her, “What were you trying to say the other day about there being a better answer to my problems than using? How do you know that anything can be better than what I feel when I use? It is the only way I know.”
“Jimmy, I want to share with you about a time in my life that I would have agreed with you. In my past I used drugs to escape from my broken home life. One day I met a woman who changed my life forever. She shared with me what I want to share with you right now. Are you ready to listen?”
“I know I wasn’t ready the other day, but I think it would be a good idea if I listened tonight.”
Jimmy had finished changing the tire and they sat inside Elizabeth’s car. Elizabeth began to tell her story. “I had finally decided to leave home when I was fifteen. A woman came over and sat next to me on the bench at the bus station. She said I looked like I needed a friend to talk to. I told her I just wanted to be left alone. That didn’t deter the woman one bit. She asked why a young girl like me was sitting in a bus terminal with a little backpack at that time of night—it must have been about midnight by then. I broke down and started to cry so hard, the tears came out of me like waterfalls trickling down a mountainside. She put her arms around me and comforted me with a simple, but powerful prayer. ‘Dear Lord, take your child in your arms and show her the love she never got at home. Please forgive her for her past and wash her clean with your blood.’ That is the night I was saved from my prison.”
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