Fearful Flight

14 05 2013

Both doors into the house locked, a suitcase hastily thrown onto the couch, I raced down the hall to gather clothes while I struggled to gather my thoughts. My heart pounded. If I was caught, the scene would get ugly in a hurry.

What lay before us, I had no clue. All I knew was that we had to get somewhere safe.

My children were with my mom, who waited for my call. She originally said that she wanted no part of this operation. “He will hurt us, Tami,” she’d stated, eyes wide with fear.

“Fine. Then you need to know that this morning your grandchildren and I will be on the highway. We will hitchhike if we have to. Mom, we have to get out of here! They are expecting us at the Women’s Refuge at 10 a.m.”

The guilt did the trick, and she relented.

Fighting back tears, nearly overwhelmed, I ran to the boys’ room, yanked open the dresser, and began grabbing clothes. I took the armload and hurried to the living room and dumped them into the awaiting luggage.

Next was the girls’ room. I searched for a stuffed toy for each of them as well. They would need all the comfort they could get.

Back in the living room, I turned, ready to get some things for myself when – for the first time in my life – I heard the Lord speak.

“Go get your Bible; the one your mother bought you for Christmas.”

You’ve got to be kidding. I’ve got to get out of here!

I started down the hall when, in my mind, heard the voice again, “Go get your Bible – your One Year Bible.”

I don’t have time for this. Besides, I don’t even know where it is.

“It’s in the girls’ closet, up on the shelf, in the bottom box. Go get it!!”

His voice was insistent – not the, “Hey, this might be a good idea,” sort, but rather the “NOW!” tone a parent uses with a child who’s had it.

I charged back to the girls’ room, opened the closet and took down the boxes. I opened the bottom one as I had been told. There, right on top, was the Bible I was supposed to bring with us.

Wow! This is weird.

On my way down the hall, I heard, “Open it. Read it.”

I stopped, and opened the book up to that date’s reading. Here is what I read:

“The Lord, your Redeemer, the Holy One of Israel says, ‘I am the Lord your God, who punishes you for your own good and leads you along the paths that you should follow.

Oh, that you had listened to My laws! Then you would have had peace flowing like a gentle river, and great waves of righteousness…there would have been no need for your destruction.

Yet even now, be free from your captivity! Leave Babylon, singing as you go; shout to the ends of the earth that the Lord has redeemed his servants.’ “

I crumpled to a heap and sobbed. After a few minutes, I calmly got up, finished packing, and called for my mom to pick me up.

[The above passage is from Isaiah 48 (supposedly “useless” because it is written to the Jews – and in the Old Testament, according to my childhood pastors), and from The Living Bible – a “heretic’s” version. The Lord didn’t seem to care about either of these issues! In later years, this recollection put to rest the “Battle of the Versions” for me. If God is okay with the Living Bible, who am I to question Him?]

For the next several months, that little Bible became like my diary, only written in advance. Each morning, what I read gave me a heads-up for the day. I was amazed at how specific and relevant the Scriptures were. After all, the scenery may have changed, but God does not. His ways are consistent throughout all the ages.

That was the beginning of “hearing” God, both through my thoughts and through His Word. These are His two favorite ways of communicating with me.

How does He speak to you? I’d love to hear your stories!

Our God is an awesome God. To Him be all glory, honor, and praise.

{Note:  if you are in an abusive relationship, you need to know that this is not God’s will for your life. In fact, the “law of the land” states that abuse is illegal. By staying, you are in violation of the law – as much as the abuser, for you aid and abet their lawless deeds. Seek the Lord’s guidance. He will deliver you!

And, if you know someone who’s in an abusive relationship, please don’t ridicule them or treat them with disdain. Without being in a situation like this, there is no way to describe the fear and worthlessness that person feels. Putting them down won’t help. On average it takes seven times before a woman leaves and stays gone. We were no exception, and were reunited within a few months. Thankfully, the Lord completely and gloriously delivered us from this nightmare a little over a year later.}

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19 responses

3 02 2014
Pure Glory

God loves us so much and is so faithful to us! Even when we aren’t looking for him, he seeks us and lovingly leads us. Thanks for sharing.

3 02 2014
lessonsbyheart

No one was more surprised than I on that day. I’d never heard of such a thing! 🙂

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8 08 2013
Elizabeth Yalian

How wonderful of the Lord to give you such assurance! Thank goodness you listened, got the Bible and took it with you. Praise God you are free of that terribly bondage today!

8 08 2013
lessonsbyheart

Amen. I wish all the garbage that went with that time was completely gone. There are still echoes that hurt like…well, you know. I’m having an opportunity to work through some of those now. I’m so thankful that I made an appointment with Barb for next week… 😦

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8 08 2013
Elizabeth Yalian

Those issues are like the scum residue around a bathtub. You have to really scrub to get rid of it. Jesus is our Counselor and Helper and He has brought Barb into your life. Praise God! May the scrubbing go easy on you. Doesn’t a bathtub look clean and sparkly once that scum is gone?
I hope some day soon, He will bring a Barb near me! 🙂

8 08 2013
lessonsbyheart

🙂

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14 05 2013
inthepottershands988

Wow, praise God that He did speak to you and showed you the way! God speaks to me through His revealed Word and also through nature…His creation. At times His message is insistent and I am thankful for that for if it were not, I’d miss it. I will see the same message through my own personal reading of His word and then through a sermon and then through a song I hear on the radio. That’s when I know He is trying to speak to me! I need repetition!

14 05 2013
lessonsbyheart

That’s so cool. I love to hear how others hear from our Father. He has a unique way of speaking to each of us. I love that He speaks…if we have the ears to hear and the eyes to see His hand around us. Oh, how He loves us!
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14 05 2013
melanie jean juneau

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14 05 2013
thethinkingofthoughts2013

I’m so glad that Jesus set you free from your Babylon and kept you and your children safe. You were brave to stay and brave to leave. Neither can have been easy.

14 05 2013
lessonsbyheart

Actually, I was a coward of the worst sort. If it wasn’t for the strength the Lord gave me, I’d probably still be in that fix. He quite literally worked things out so that going back was not an option. The second time we parted, I got to my parents’ and discovered that my grandma was dying. She moved to heaven the next day and I stayed to help with funeral arrangements and to visit with all the family that came in from throughout the US. By the time the dust cleared, it had a been a couple of weeks, and any desire to return was gone. His timing is impeccable and I am so thankful for His care.
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14 05 2013
Toni Sprandel

Thank you for sharing this. I can not imagine, the pain, hurt, fear and sadness that you have had to go through. May the LORD richly bless you today and everyday.

14 05 2013
lessonsbyheart

He has given back the years the locusts have eaten, and then some, just as He promised me through those dark years. He’s so good, isn’t He?

15 05 2013
Toni Sprandel

Yes! I twittered with a young lady last night who is in an physically abusive household. My heart breaks for her. She wanted to know how to keep “cuts” from getting infected. She needs our prayers.

14 05 2013
demasbluephotography

I am so glad you are free now. I have a close friend in an abusive relationship. They have just had their first baby. He has moved her away from me but we are still in touch. I hope and I pray. It’s all that I can do. I always think bible versions are like newspapers. You pick the one that speaks your language- in fact I think changing versions occasionally can bring a freshness and new understanding to your reading – especially when you’ve been reading it for a while. 🙂
God speaks to me in song – very often I wake with a song on my heart. He has awoken me in the night on occasion – once to tell me what to call my first born son. I love it when God speaks to me. In fact I have a very funny story about God speaking to me at an alpha course once – he really has such a wonderful sense of humour 🙂

14 05 2013
lessonsbyheart

I love waking up with a song on my lips. In fact, I drive most people crazy because I’m always either singing or humming one praise or another 24/7! I have so much to praise Him for.

Yeah, the version wars, I’ve discovered are mostly a ploy by the enemy. By the time one studies them all, to see which is the “correct” one, trust for *any* of them is pretty well destroyed. He’s a clever one!

Thanks for your response.
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14 05 2013
vonhonnauldt

I cannot imagine what you have gone through. Thank the Lord it seems to be “through”. Those of us who have been blessed with happy marriages (not “perfect,” because we’re in them) have so much to be thankful for.

14 05 2013
demasbluephotography

amen

14 05 2013
lessonsbyheart

The Lord has been faithful to deliver me from all sorts of pits I’ve foolishly gotten myself into. How I love His faithfulness!
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