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Topic: MISSION (01/30/20)
TITLE: Mercy Street
By Debra Brand
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Moments later ringing shattered the stillness with a deafening shrill. Afraid of waking the others, she quickly lifted the receiver and listened to the disembodied voice.
Monotone syllables floated through the line. “Be at the corner of 5th and Riverside in ten minutes. Do NOT be late.”
She couldn’t get out the door fast enough. She willed her feet to kick into high gear.
Think, pray, think, pray circled through the turmoil of her mind. She needed to get a grip on the reality of the situation. She must know the solution. “I don’t have a solution. Oh, God, where are You?”
Adrenaline became her friend as her body seemed to float down the streets, through the traffic, and find shortcuts like the way had been mapped out for her. “I need to be a bit early to scan the scene.”
As she turned onto 5th Street and looked west towards Riverside, a quick glance revealed the characters.
A street vendor with a green awning, no customers, but a familiar dark figure leaned against the street lamp reading a newspaper … upside down.
On the opposite side of the street sat an empty dark green sedan … motor running.
A fashionably dressed woman walked her leashed dog on the other street corner, not her.
Overhead a maid hung out her laundry on the railing of her balcony, not her.
A baker walked out of his storefront and shook a red checkered tablecloth creating a dusty fog obscuring the sidewalk.
Right on time, a large yellow bus full of children careened down the street. The screams could be heard from the open windows and the driver frantically yelled for people to get out of the way.
“Not this time, Satan.” She said. Her training kicked in and her mind filtered out everything except her purpose to be here at this moment.
While everyone focused on the bus, she slid up to the figure of the dark man leaning on the lamppost and quickly covered his eyes with her hands. He lost sight of the bus and therefore lost his power over his attempted disaster.
Instantly, the driver regained his control over the bus and exited the intersection at normal speed. The screams were stilled and the day returned to its former state.
The ‘man’ turned to her and screamed, “Next time you won’t be so lucky!”
“… Luck, what does luck have to do with anything?” She laughed. “Will you never learn Who is in charge of the lives of His loved ones?”
“Someday I will persevere and take them all!” he snarled.
“Guess you haven’t read the book. You will not win. I’m here to subvert your attempt at annihilating humanity. God wins!”
“See you next time!” He waved off.
With confident faith, she exclaimed, “I’m counting on it!”
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