Not as good as the girl getting her hair cut off, and neither are as good as the boy getting egged (which I am still tying to find in a good quality video and will post as soon as I do).
Did you miss Part I, Part II, Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, or Part VII?
Kathy reached over and took Carol’s hand. “I can’t tell you that I understand, but I do know someone who does. If you want me to, I’d love to introduce you to him.”
Carol looked at Kathy and her eyes gave her away. The window to her soul was open, and Kathy saw a woman whose life had been devastated, almost ruined by the death of her soul mate and all the emotions that follow a tragedy like that. Kathy shivered. She could almost hear Guilt, Fear, Depression, and their calvary of companions laughing at her. Somewhere beneath all that internal opposition was Carol, and Kathy thought she could hear her cries, pleading for help and freedom. Despite the taunting of the demonic foes, Kathy knew that she must stand in the gap for her friend who could not stand on her own. She would have to cross the battle line and fight a war that, until now, had not been her war to fight. In her spirit, Kathy whispered a prayer to her Captain, and she felt His power running through her. She saw herself standing tall, and knew that she could fight the battle, because Jesus would be fighting through her.
Carol’s voice brought Kathy back to her den. “I’d like that. I would love to hear about someone who can understand how I feel.” She leaned in as if to add even more importance to her next words. “Please, tell me.”
Kathy shared with Carol the passion she had found in the love of Christ, and with every word Carol’s eyes opened wider and wider, until finally, when Kathy took her hands to pray, Carol had already begun a conversation with her Savior. Kathy prayed for her, too, and as she did, she rejoiced in the fact that Carol was finding a victory that had been hers for over two thousand years.
I hope you’ve found Thirty Days of Fiction interesting, encouraging, and thought-provoking. I could share more, and perhaps I will somewhere down the road. God bless.