LILY AMONg
THORNS
Roaring Thunder
Lily Among Thorns Song of Solomon 2:2 In The Last Days 2nd Peter 3:3
Shape Up And Fly Right Chapter 2
[1] Hold On page 102
“Please try and hold on. I only have six more months to go, and then I am out of here. And I can help you once I’m on the outside. You must try and hold on till then. Please let me help you.”
[2] No Use page 102
Distressed by the idea of refusing his empathetic request, I replied, “I don’t know if I can survive one more hour. Let alone six more months. We both know it’s no use.”
[3] Speak The Truth page 102
I just knew by his expression he knew me to speak the truth and even so, and with this being my regrettable reality, I quickly turned back round before his adoring eyes would change my resolve.
Thunder Was In Heaven
Psalms 77:18, The voice of thy thunder was in heaven: the
lightnings lightened the world: the earth
trembled and shook.
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Roaring Thunder
[4] Shape Up And Fly Right, Chapter 2,
Pages 102, 103.
“I Love you Lily.”
Consumed by grief knowing that if I should ever look back now it would virtually be impossible for me to ever leave him behind, I pressed down on the door handle knowing full well I knew I was setting myself up for no less than an emotional and physical upheaval.
Running out into the night, the alarms instantaneously began to sound off all around me. Soon enough I heard dogs backing in the near distance and guards yelling out frantically trying to contain the situation. I in the meantime was desperately trying to make my way into the cover of the tall golden ripe corn stalks. My tears seemingly never ended with the prospect of a lifetime of heartache before me, and once I was safely hidden from the meddlesome guards. I took a short-lived shy of relief and kept on running with a thankful heart unto the Lord for my trusty old leather jacket to help keep out the chilly night air. I also noticed as the sights and sounds of the commotion grew fainter into the distance, I began to grow more acquainted with my surroundings. With the skies above overcast and hanging low, I thought it to be the perfect metaphor for my overall gloomy life story.
[5] I Left Caleb page 103
When I left Caleb behind.With tears of anguish, I’d seek out God’s never- failing love and found comfort in knowing I could always count on my heavenly Father to see me through yet another disastrous experience I call my life.
[6] Cornfield After Cornfield page 103
There I was , running through cornfield after cornfield crying my heart out, because I was forced to leave my beloved behind.
[7] Take Refuge page 103
I really don’t know how long I was running or crying, but when it became almost pure agony to take just one more step and all signs of civilization had seemingly disappeared along with my tears of anguish, I decided to stay put and take refuge under an imposing age-old tree.
Sounds of roaring thunder from above
[8] Going from bad to worse, chapter 3, page 104