Entry #105

Deliverance According to Proverbs 6
by Rusty La Violette


God, please.... help me...
I gotta get free. I can’t keep on. I’m so weak. So trapped.

A quiet voice spoke. “...if you have been ... trapped, ... do (what I say)...to free yourself...like a bird from the snare of the fowler.”

What kinda simple answer’s that, God?

Hey kid, just because it’s simple, doesn’t mean it’s not hard. It’ll take everything you’ve got and everything you can give to get free from all your crap.

Hey, are you God? You sure don’t sound like Him.

Nah, I’m just one of your guardian angels. Kids like you wear us out––make us work in shifts and go on R&R to get strength to come back just to help you survive.

Well, I still don’t see signs of hope. Everything’s more blurred than ever; can’t focus on anything...past, present––and the future seems like a black spot swirling inside the top of my head.

Boy, you are a hard one! Kid, THAT IS your hope. You are to follow that circling spot. Look closer. Try harder, darn it.

It’s like… lookin’ through a net. Hey, is that a bird?

Yup. Got freed from the fowler’s snare. Just do what he did. One second, one breath, one thing at a time, get rid of what’s trapping you. Then slip out while the fowler’s not looking...and fly away.

Man, he does look free. Okay, tell me, where do I start?

You just did, kid, by saying that. Okay, here’s what you do next....