“Come, I will keep you safe” she whispered.
Outside in the streets, she could hear the shouts of men calling to one another as they pounded on doors. They demanded of each occupant, “Open the door.” She knew their tone. “They’re after someone,”she thought.
It was hot outside with no breath of fresh air. The townspeople had been in a fowl mood for weeks…and afraid of their own shadows. Word had reached them that city after city had fallen before a fierce army. Would they be next? Who or what could protect them against imminent invasion?
The woman wondered , “Why should I care?” Her life had been so difficult, and maybe death was preferable. As for the people, they despised working women. She was often the subject of their gossip or the object of heartless attacks and piercing stares.
Her thoughts turned to her waiting guests. “Come, I’ll hide you upstairs,” she said.
That evening, she heard the pounding on her door. Pushing her hair back into place, and quickly adjusting her dress, the woman opened the door.
Tilting her head a little to the side, her lips forming a partial smile, she asked softly; “What can I do for you?”
The younger of the two men seemed a bit flustered, but the older quickly responded. “We have been sent here to inquire of you; have two strangers come here for your ‘hospitality’? We know they have entered the city and are of evil intent.”
“Oh, them?” “Yes, they were here earlier but they left when it got dark. If you hurry, you probably will catch them.”
Quietly closing the door behind them, she again gave thought to the men she had hidden. What if she got caught, she probably would be imprisoned or worse. But something in her heart was moving her to these actions. Once more she climbed the stairs.
“I’ve sent them on a wild goose chase. You should be safe until morning, she assured them. “Thank God," they responded in unison.
“Look, I know who you are and why you are here. We have heard of all your victories. The people here are terrified, “she concluded.
“What else do you know?”
“I know the Lord your God is the God of heaven and earth. I know He has given you this land,” the woman said with full assurance. “I know I have laid my life on the line in helping you.”
They asked her, “So what do you want in return?”
“I want my family to be saved when the attack comes. I want you to promised this and I want a sign you will keep your word.”
The men looked at each other then nodded, “Our lives for yours…it’s a deal.”
When the time for them to leave came, she lowered a rope that had been secured to an anchor. As the men began their descent, she gave them further direction that would help them safely escape. “One thing you must do,” they called back to her. “Tie a piece of this red cord outside this window. When the attack comes be sure you and your family are in this room and that you stay there. You will be saved.”
She agreed and watched as they ran off into the night.
As she tied the red rope as directed, a gentle breeze brushed her cheek. Sweet fragrances wafted through the air. It was then that she heard the quiet whisper in her ear: “You have been marked with the Blood. You are secure in their hands, and in Mine.”
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