WOMAN OF THE NIGHT

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It wasn’t unusual for men to knock on my door in the middle of the night.   It had become a welcome mat for as long as I can remember.  I wasn’t proud of my lifestyle.  It ate away at me both day and night.  Still it seemed the only way for me to keep my family alive.

There was an endless need for what I had to offer.  The world is so full of ugliness, what difference would one more sinner make?  As a child I thought someday a rich man would marry me and take me to his palace, but the odds of that happening have long since dwindled.

When those two came to my door, in the secrecy of night,  I didn’t expect them to be from the mighty nation of Israel.  Word of their exploits had not gone unnoticed in Jericho.  Even the strongest of our men was reduced to rubble at the mention of their names.

I  trembled at the sight of them,  but there was something different.  They possessed an unfamiliar determination.  They hadn’t come to me that night, expecting what other men desired.  All they wanted was information about Jericho’s military strength.

It wasn’t long before soldiers came searching for them.  Something told me to expose the spies immediately, but another voice crept into my mind compelling me to hide them.  I was then told my family and I would be spared when they invaded the city- a reward for my silence.

When the day came, I didn’t see an enemy attack Jericho.  I saw men of valor with a faith in a god I didn’t know. It was then that my life really changed.  I would no longer be a slave to the flesh – now I would adore the God of Israel.

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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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