Brian drove into the city using only back
roads; staying as much out of the light and away from people as he could. When he came to the city he did his best to
draw no attention to himself. As he was
approaching the downtown area he heard the voice of God whispering to him to
look down an alley to his left. Brian
normally did not look around more than to watch for danger because it was not
safe. But when God spoke he knew enough
to obey. He looked down the alley and
saw a figure lying on the ground in the shadows. From where he was he couldn’t make out more
than that, and needed to get a closer look.
Cautiously he drove towards the alley to see who this might be. Perhaps it was a church member that needed
his help. When he got closer he again
heard God’s prompting. He was to help
this person, whoever it was. Brian
parked his moped next to the figure and walked over to see what he could
do. When he got closer he saw that it
was a young woman. She might be twenty-five
or so, and she looked like she was starved.
“Ma’am,” Brain tried to get her to respond to him but she seemed to be
unconscious. “Ma’am,” he tried again. But she only moaned, her eyelids opened
slightly and then dropped again.
“Lord, how am I going to get her to the safe
house on my moped? I know you want me to
help her but it isn’t meant for two.”
Brian sighed and bent down and lifted the girl. She was definitely too light. He couldn’t tell what color her hair was
because it was dirty and matted. Her
clothes were tattered and worn and she was filthy. Poor girl had obviously been uncared for, for
a long time. Brian got on his bike and
held her across his lap cradle like. It
was not going to be easy to drive this way but there was no way she could hold
on. He drove very slowly the last three
blocks to the meeting place. It was at
the home of John and Karen Fox. People
were not supposed to park near the house so that it was not obvious that there
was anything going on. Men would drop
off their families and then go park a block or so away and come back. Brian had not intended to go all the way to
the house but this was an emergency. He
pulled into the driveway and as close to the house as he could get.
“Thank you Jesus for the safe journey
here. Please help this girl to be
alright. I know you want me to help
her. Lord I ask that you touch her and
heal her body, mind and soul.”
Getting off the bike with her in his arms was easy as she was so
underweight. Brain carried her to the
back door where people were going in for the meeting and kicked the door to
knock. He waited for someone to come and
answer the door hoping it would be fast.
Soon John came to the door and opened it.
“Brian!” He said in shock, “Who is this?” John helped him in the house. John’s son came in and saw the girl in
Brian’s arms and he looked as shocked as his father. “Junior, go get your mom. Tell her we need her help.” The boy ran off to obey his dad and was back
with his mother in an instant.
Brian had already started to explain what had
happened to John. “God urged me to go
and help her. I couldn’t just leave her
there so I carried her here on my lap. I
am sure she is close to starvation.”
Karen called a few of the other ladies to come and help and they took
charge of the young lady that Brian had brought with him. They took her into the other room and
started getting her cleaned up. Brian
ran back out and locked up his bike so it would be secure then came back in for
the meeting. The women had managed to
get the girl to wake up just enough to get into the bath. She wasn’t really awake but more
semi-conscious. They doubted she would
remember any of it. But they bathed her
and dug up some clothes for her. Then
they managed to get her to eat just a bit before she fell back to sleep. Before she had been forced into hiding Karen
had been a nurse, so Brian was glad that the meeting tonight was at John’s
house.
“I don’t think that she has any physical
injuries. But she is severely
malnourished. She will need to be looked
after for quite some time. It will take
time for her to recover. She will need
to be fed until she can do it on her own then she will still be weak for a long
while,” Karen explained.
The church meeting was wonderful. Brian always felt better after worshiping God
and talking with his church family.
After the service they always had a meeting to discuss current affairs
of the church, needs that they had or opportunities that were coming up. Binding together was the only way that they
could survive, one had a need and another had the solution. While the men were discussing this business
the women prepared a meal and the children played together. Then they were told where each of them would
meet the next week. One of the orders of
business this time was the young lady that Brian had rescued off the streets. “I think I should take her back to my house
in the country. She can get fresh air
there and be perfectly safe. The problem
is there is no way for me to get her there.
I am on my moped and there is no way I can ride with her all the way
back to my place.”
“We can drive her out to your place,” Travis,
a young man about Brian’s age and one of his closest friends offered. “First we will go by our house and Patricia
can get her a few more outfits to wear.
She has been collecting all of the clothing and things for the church
for events like this. Then we can bring
her to your house.”
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