“Savannah, have you found it yet?”
“No Emily, I have not.”
“It’s of no use, give up…It is what it is, just accept it. You’d be better off. I’m beginning to think you’re making this stuff up anyway.”
I traveled up and down the coast fervently searching for it. But everywhere I went it seemed I hit dead ends. It was as if I were body slammed against a brick wall each time. It seemed a mindless exercise in futility and yet I couldn’t—nor wouldn’t—let it go. I knew this was going to happen eventually. There were many meetings and weekly gatherings in which it was discussed at length. I tried to explain to them. But my words fell upon deaf ears.
“What difference will it possibly make anyhow? Do you really feel it’s necessary to your work or life?” Emily touched my hand as she whispered, “Is it worth it?”
“It’ll make an enormous difference…and, yes it’s crucial to my work and life overall. The effects will be mind boggling should I continue to come up empty in that which I seek. So, yes Emily…it’s worth it.”
It was the same thing for the past several months. It had to be somewhere…it had to be. Although I had been ready for this moment, the lapse of reality—during the preparation— kept things in a time warp until now. Now, it actually happened, and was truly staggering in depths of my emotions. I was aghast that it couldn’t be found.
“What will you do if you find it?”
“Cry from happiness.”
I never saw Emily again; she morphed into someone else more than likely.
I continued for the next six months in my quest to find that which I desired. No matter where I looked I was met with arbitrary defiance, and inexcusable behavior. The dens of iniquity I passed through were perverse and growing strong in numbers and acceptance. The faces were unrecognizable; and the famine increased as it reached every corner of the earth. I held fast as I relentlessly continued on my way.
Even though the scenarios were repulsive—and the world radically different and quite dangerous— not one hair on my head was touched. I walked through fires and wasn’t singed…I was protected under His mighty wings of love.
There was a sickening lack of compassion from individuals I’d encountered during my journey and it increased exponentially…society desensitized by their “games” of senseless violence perpetuated throughout the nations. It seemed each vicious act was supported by uproarious laugher.
Choices were no longer an option, and clothing was monitored as to what was acceptable, no visible signs of allegiance were allowed. And the stench of evil permeated the air suffocating me in the process. I gagged from the taste of indifference.
And so it went for about three years. However, just when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer, I had an epiphany of major proportions.
That which I desired, and ardently sought, was already written in my heart, in my mind, and in my soul. So even though Bibles were no longer available, the “Word” was truly grafted within me along with the Holy Spirit… and nothing could ever take that away from me.
Behold, the days come, says the Lord GOD, that I will send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but of hearing the words of the LORD: (Amos 8:11 KJV)
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