He’d raised the dead, Lazarus-style. Josiah Crews set aside his calling when his wife died. Consumed by grief, he buried his commitment to God and any thought of the lives he might save, determined to live a mundane existence. But when the death of a man in an alley brings the power of God onto the scene, a ripple of unusual events launches him back into service.
Veronica Murray moved to a tiny apartment in the city following a troubling divorce, but her teenage daughter’s behavior combined with their low income has made her life unhappy and stressful. When her neighbor reprimands her daughter, following a particularly bad outing, a friendship forms. Except nothing is what it seems, not why people are dying, nor his reaction to it. Nor how it affects their possible future.
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Unbeaten
We’re not meant to match, to blend in. God didn’t dress us in camouflage and say, “Assimilate.” In fact, His instructions were specific. We’re called “peculiar”. We’re told not to “conform”, but to stand out.
We’re outcasts, outsiders who believe in a world we cannot see. In forces held in the heavens by a Being others deny exists.
We’re fluorescent pink in a sea of beige. A red flower growing in a bed of yellow.
We’re the voice crying out in the wilderness of darkened minds and shaking heads. Of hatred. "Make way for the Lord." (Mt 3:3; Jn 1:23)
We hold our light high for the world to see, while they try with clawing fingers to snuff it out. They’ll fail. And fall. Because our light comes from a Source that no man can reach on his own.
There’s only one way to it, one skinny path, leading through a field of thorns to the foot of a cross, bathed in the blood of a Man who died as a criminal to defeat the greatest power of all – death. And unseen from the people of His day, from the priests and populace who condemned Him, He defeated it and rose triumphant.
A Man like no other, who followed no one, but drew everyone and loved anyone. Including those who hung him there.
“Go and do likewise.” (Lk 10:37)
Be distinct. Be definite. Leave no one guessing Whose you are but stand in the center of an earth in conflict and dare to trust that the target on your back is, in fact, a shield powered by the greatest Source of all. Impermeable. Impenetrable. Unbeaten.
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Suzanne D. Williams, Author
www.suzannedwilliams.com
www.feelgoodromance.com
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