policemen rushed about trying to locate and assist the wounded.
Others who had escaped injury, or were only slightly wounded were
frantically searching for loved ones and survivors. She could hear
bits and pieces of their conversations.
“Joe, bring a stretcher
quick, this one is still
alive!” one fireman
yelled.
“Help me please,
somebody help me!”
an elderly gentleman
cried as he tried to get
help for his unconscious
wife.
“My baby! Where is my
baby?” a frantic young
mother screamed as she
dug through the rubble
of what once was a store.
It was closely followed
by her anguished cry
when she’d found his
lifeless body.
“How can she look so happy when
she had such a horrible death?
It doesn’t make sense. “ The
confused doctor who’d worked so
frantically to save Lisa, spoke softly
as he gently closed her lifeless eyes
before walking from the room.
“These folks didn’t make it, Mike. “ said a
police officer just in front of her. “Do you have
something I can use to cover them up?”
Looking down, Lisa felt sick as she saw the
mangled remains of what used to be people. All
around her was a carnage she hoped she could
forget. What happened? How did I get here?
Nothing looks familiar. Why can’t I remember
anything? She slowly sank to her knees as
blackness began to overcome her.
“Get a paramedic over here quick! Come on lady,
try to stay with me!” Lisa heard the policeman
pleading with her as unconsciousness embraced
her once more.
“We’re losing her! Hurry and get the crash cart in
here!” were the last words she heard.
Lisa felt herself floating
upward toward a beautiful
light. She was surrounded
by magnificent warrior
angels in garments of
glorious white and gold.
Beside her was her Savior,
who firmly clasped her
hand as they soared
through time and space
toward heaven. The
carnage below forever
erased from her memory
as she soared into eternity
with triumphant and joyful
praise for Christ, her king.
“How can she look so
happy when she had
such a horrible death? It
doesn’t make sense. “ The
confused doctor who’d
worked so frantically to
save Lisa, spoke softly as
he gently closed her lifeless
eyes before walking from
the room.
Standing by the doorway was a kindly minister, a
knowing smile spreading across his lips and into
his eyes. “I believe I can explain,” he stated as the
two walked down the hallway.
From the beginning the Lord let me know I was
to share whatever He inspired me to write. Now,
over a decade later, I’m still sharing what He’s
given.
-LaNaye Perkins
DOZ Magazine July 2018
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