Well Done

She looked back. Nothing could be changed now. She couldn't return.

The road ahead was winding and long, straight and narrow. The voice in her head said it would be okay, but she didn't know how to trust it, or if she even could.

Sophia looked up. The sun was bright and shining. She began to get a little anxious, and swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the fear creeping in the back of her throat. Yet, somehow, she stood tall, the fear departing and confidence overtaking her. She took hold of the straps of her heavy bag full of the supplies for her journey, and began.

Sophia had never traveled outside of the house. There was no way that she could do it without the voice in her head. The voice that had told her to leave in the first place. At first, she just thought that it was her own doubts, but the voice kept saying to go, to leave everything behind.

"You will die here," it said," you must leave home. I will lead you. Now go. I will lead you to the Land that I have promised to those who love Me. Trust Me" it had spoken.

"The Land?" Sophia had questioned,"what Land? Why only I? Why not my sisters or brothers? Can't they come with me?" Sophia's trust for the voice did not get better, for she had many older brothers and sisters.

"Trust Me." the voice repeated.

So Sophia left. She left everything, save a couple of essentials; food, extra clothes, as well as some of her favourite things. The bag was heavy and would often distract from the journey. In order to stay on the road, she would need to focus completely. Yet, the items seemed to speak to her, leading her astray. The voice became less clear and she couldn't hear it when she wandered too much off the path. Usually, she would fall into the other voices that would overtake her, and the voice she had listened to in the first place became very blurry and hazy. A lot of the time, however, when Sophia did come to a place where an evil voice was trying to trap her in going against the voice and what it said, a knight in shining armor would jump in front and protect her.

"The Lord of the Land of Promise has sent me to protect you, no matter what." he had said," You are one of His set-apart ones. Whenever you are in danger, I will protect you."

Sophia would thank the knight whenever he would protect or save her, yet every single time he would say,"My strength comes from the Lord. Thank Him, not me."

After a long time of constantly falling off the path, Sophia decided that she would have to leave her bag behind too.

"It's just..too much. I can't carry it anymore."

After she finally dropped her bag, she felt more free and light than she had since she had left home. The voice said,"You have finally gotten rid of those things that you used to hang so tight to. You shall now be able to travel much easier. I will protect you, so keep going. I am with you always"

Sophia smiled knowing that the Lord cared for so dearly. She looked straight ahead and pressed forward. Soon as she began to turn the corner, another voice began to talk, one she recognized, for it sounded exactly like her own. Although, after hearing the gentle, kind, and loving voice of the Lord compared to the harsh, unloving, and angry voice that sounded much like her own, except different, she knew it was not a voice from the Lord.

You know that you won't make it. It said, you're not strong enough. You're disappointing the Lord. He won't want you anymore. You might as well go away and never come back.

Sophia would cover her ears and stop walking. She told it to stop,"Stop..stop..stop..shut up! Shut up!"

Then the knight would appear and begin fighting an invisible enemy. His sword would thrash and block, strike and swipe. Finally, with one final kick, holding the enemy down, he would stab his sword into the ground and get up, panting and sweating. After the battle was won, he would look at Sophia , a smile on his face.