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Topic: Help (02/20/06)
TITLE: In The Presence of The Enemy
By Sharon Singley
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“Of course! Piece of cake.”
The morning sun had just risen when Dolor made the discovery. Gravis was not as confident has his sidekick, but he would try anything at this point. This group had been a thorn in his side. Perhaps this would do the trick.
He had suspected that this girl might be used to infiltrate the group. Dolor had been studying her for some time. Andrea was different from the rest of them. She had a disquieted mind. This could be used to their advantage if the right pressure were applied. Or if the right weakness was discovered. Today he discovered it.
She had been watching the sunrise from her window when she reached over and picked up a pen and began composing a letter.
I was so stupid. I thought we would end up together! But then I saw you and Jocelyn last night. It isn’t fair! She isn’t even your type. I mean, she’s not very pretty or anything. And during our Bible Studies she never talks! She just sits there. I don’t even know how strong a Christian she is. I have so much more to offer! --
Andrea quickly crumpled up the letter and threw it in the wastebasket. But not before the pesky interlopers had a chance to read the whole thing.
“I don’t know why Jocelyn is even part of the youth group. She doesn’t even act like she wants to be there.” She thought. “Well, I’m not going to talk to her! She never tries to talk to any of us! I’m going to call the other girls and see if they feel the same way that I do. I’m sure they do. I’ll bet Jocelyn is the reason why our group has been having problems lately.”
Dolor laughed to himself. Gravis smiled as he and his companion continued to weave lies around Andrea’s willing mind. Yes, Dolor had made a great discovery. A small flicker of hatred could ignite into an inferno, destroying a carefully sown harvest in a matter of seconds. One word of gossip, one trip of the tongue could permanently destroy the way people look at each other. This was perfect.
As Andrea felt herself welling with pride and determination to set things straight, as she formulated a plan to get rid of Jocelyn once and for all, she began to feel something burning within her soul.
Then a still, small voice whispered, “Call Jocelyn.”
Andrea did not want to do this. But the nudging to obey was very intense. So she hesitantly picked up the telephone and started dialing Jocelyn’s number.
Gravis and Dolor went to work immediately trying to entice her to hang up the telephone. They put her favorite song on the radio, but she just turned it down. They teased the dog to begin barking wildly, but Andrea didn’t pay any attention.
Andrea cleared her throat. “Um, hi Jocelyn. It’s me, Andrea. You know, from Youth Group?” She had no idea what she was supposed to say to her. She just knew she had to call.
Then she heard Jocelyn begin to sniffle on the other end. Through her tears she said, “Oh Andrea! I am so glad you called! I really needed someone to talk to.”
Andrea listened as Jocelyn started pouring out her heart. She told Andrea that she had been on the verge of quitting church altogether because she felt so alone there, like she didn’t belong, but then Scott asked her if she wanted to hang out. She had finally started to feel like maybe she belonged until Wednesday night when they went to Youth Group. Again, no one talked to her except Scott.
“Andrea, I was just praying and asking the Lord to show me if this was really the church He wanted me to be a part of…and then you called! I can’t thank you enough.”
After hanging up with Jocelyn, Andrea quickly fell to her knees and cried out, “My Lord Jesus, please help me to see everyone through Your eyes! Please forgive me for my human side and help me to have the heart of a servant. Help me to be a reflection of You.”
Gravis and Dolor screamed as the presence of the Most High flooded the room, their attempts foiled yet again.
“But you, O LORD, be not far off; O my Strength, come quickly to help me.”
Psalms 22:19 (NIV)
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