I'm scared. The devil is here. He is prevelant in this place. I want to get out. He is surrounding me, he is surrounded everyone that is in this room. The dark, the smell, the screams. It hurts me. It hurts my ears, my eyes, my heart, my soul. It's killing me to be here. I need to get out.
Fresh air, night sky, bright moon. I need this. I have this, thank you, Lord. Thank you that I had no desire to stay there. Thank you for the heart you gave me to stay away.
Good friends, refreshing walks, yummy milkshakes. I love this, I love spending time with these people that calm me. I love seeing familiar faces. I love all of this. Thank you for giving me this escape.
Blue lights, loud sirens, sad phone calls. Another scary time, I don't want to hear this. I don't want to know that it could have been me. I thank the Lord Almighty for His deliverance. Thank you for rescuing me, Father.
One night, four experiences, totally different. I wish the good parts had been more prevelant. I never want to go through this again. I want to stay away from the devil. Draw near to the Lord and he will draw near to you. I love you, Dad.