beware of friends

I must have been 13…

when things started getting heavy. I was a runaway from a state group home. I took two girls with me on our excursion my boyfriend gave us a tent and food. We were situated in the deepest part of a state park.

One day…

the girls left the comfort of our camp and ventured into the main part of the park. There the girls hitched a ride from two guys in a truck. They offered them drugs, jewelry, clothes and whatever else their hearts desire. So they went. They were trying desperately to get me to come along with them but I wanted to be with my boyfriend; declined, and went to the camp.

I remember…

I found my boyfriends bible and took it too the beach with me. I sat on some stares and opened it up to the red letters of Jesus. I felt so much love and strength. I loudly proclaimed my faith. As soon as I was over to the right of me I watched a cloud… the only cloud turn into a massive storm cloud at a split second, with thunder and lightning at a city nearby. The winds were incredible. I felt it even though the city was a good 20 miles away.

And here comes…

my two friends. They were ticked and found me sitting on that rock. They started yelling at me saying that it was all my fault for being raped. Within their rage they started punching me in the face and head. They kept doing this over and over trying to get a reaction from me. I had none to give since I couldn’t feel the pain. I wanted to cry for them but I took the abuse because I understood their rage. Then with a final blow to my stomach I was gasping for air and then the tears came down; not for the pain I felt for that but I cried for them. Of course they didn’t know what I was thinking because I never uttered a word. But the tears were enough for them, at the time, to leave me alone and walk off.

One couple…

saw everything and wanted to know if I needed the cops or an ambulance. I was so sure at the time that the cops would have sent me back to the group home. I vehemently said no and wanted to run.

Out of nowhere…

A blue jay appeared in the now black clouded skies. It sat in front of me. As I saw him I was at peace and stop crying. I Knew with every fiber in my bone that I needed to follow this bird. The winds were picking up even harder like a hurricane force. The beach cattail rushes was bending towards the north of a path. the bird kept flying and stopping waiting for me. Up ahead I saw thorny bushes and somehow the bird dived in it. I moved every branch getting cut up in the process. I finally sat down because I just couldn’t take the prickers anymore.

The blue Jay…

sat 12 inches from me. He never sang…chirped or anything but sat there. So, I just sat there until the bird moved, it was calm in that bush totally devoid of wind. It seemed like forever but then the bird flew back unto the path that I just came from with my mind frantically thinking about my boyfriend. I knew he was worried about me and was looking for me but I was so caught up with everything around me and with one quick swoop the bird went south. The cattails were now bending me in the opposite direction. I was certain that I needed to follow the wind going down the path pushing me in that direction.

At the same time…

My boyfriend was looking for me at the tent site. There he met up with the two girls and he was horrified by what he saw. Their eyes were black no white to be found carrying a dagger. They kept prying to where I was wanting and proclaiming that they wanted to stab me over and over again until I was dead. Whatever made them drop the knife and running away? Reminicing later all the events we could only say that God did it.

Backing up-a-bit, my boyfriend looked down at the rocks on the beach and the closer he got to the path he saw a stone with a pale horse crying. He knew that was from God and followed the wind that was pushing him. To clarify this a bit… The wind blew south for me and north for him, until we were face-to-face… He desperately was trying to console me but told me that a couple at the beach called the police and that we should run to the van before the weather took control. As soon as we entered the van it down poured so hard it was hard to even drive..But I believe this was our cover from the cops. I could barely understand how we got out of that park let alone down to a friends house.

It was God…

who protected us and gave us this rain as a coverup from the police and the two girls trying to kill me. As soon as we safely were in the house. Sunny skies. Not a cloud in the sky. We evaded everything.

Maybe you have a testimony… beyond normal, as a Christian. A blessing of His love for us. If not? All I can say is wait, you will get your miracle. He will show you power through a message, worship, and prayer. My boyfriend was praying for me and God showed him that Jesus is God and He can do anything. Have faith God always shows up because He never left your side and you are precious to Him.

Peace I leave with you, My peace I give unto you. Not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled nor let it be afraid.

John 14:27