I covered my mouth, convincing myself that this is not true. Wait, Lord? This can't be true. No! No! I did not hear... I did....
Going almost crazy, I peeped through the window and spotted the police dragging dad to the police car while he was shouting, "Wait! Wait! Please let me see my daughter!"
I opened my mouth to shout or say anything but only an uncontrolled exhale came out. All this time, I didn't get to see dad? I put my palm in my forehead, trying to decide what to feel.
I can't. I mean.. I can't. I only feel terrible. I felt regret that I had this disability. This disability blocked me from hearing daddy.
And mom? I did not even heard my mom cry? Did she call me? Did she bother to tell me that daddy was arrested?
Am I even with this family?!! Huh?
And for the first time, I yelled "Why am I deaf?"
I ran to my bed, and wept. Everything that happened just fell to me and all I do is to let out the pain.
What is that?!!
I felt something crawling in my feet to my legs. I held my legs together and saw nothing. I remembered mom and decided to check on her downstairs. I twisted the knob. Locked? Why is it locked?
I twisted the knob again.
What?! Why? I should be the one able to open the door because I am the one inside. I continued twisting the knob until I fell to the floor. I sa the shadows again at the door, coming from the ceiling. It is about to take the shape of my room.
At that moment, I felt a sudden rush of something, instructing me on what to do. "The headphones. The headphones." I quickly jumped on my bed, and grabbed the headphones.
My hands got through the headphones, and I can't lift it up.
I panicked as the shadow eats half of my room.
Wait! Wait! Wait!
I tried to reach my headphones. I tried to hold it firmly.
"No! No! No!" I panicked as the shadow already covered three fourths of my bedroom.
I called on the something that instructed me. "Hey, hey. I need you. Help me."
There was no answer. Wait there is.
But I can't hear it. It's too soft.
What did it say?
"Hey, are you there? The shadow is going to eat me." I tried to make a convincing plea.
As I see the shadows already crawling on the foot of my bed, on my legs, and quickly on my chest, I can't anymore think of anything but to yell.
"Oh whatever you are! Protect me from this thing!"
My eyes closed and there was darkness. I can't see. Then I heard a deep voice, saying "Janice. Janice." I think I recognize this voice. "Lord?" I cried. "Lord, it's me." The voice asked, "Why didn't you call me?" I gasped. I could not answer.
I do not know what to answer.
"Open your eyes."
I opened my eyes and I saw myself, listening to God through my head phones. I saw myself writing down the words He told me. I see myself smiling, as I had my conversations with God.
"Did you hear my voice?"
Lord, I... I did not hear...
"I missed you calling me."
Uhm, was it you? I did not know. I'm sorry. I had so much going on in my mind and I clearly do not- - no. What am I doing? What am I even saying?
I kneeled to the floor and put my hands together. I cried for forgiveness. "I was to confused and distracted about so many things that I did not even recognize your voice after I heard you. And now I understand that you called me to call you. I'm sorry, Lord. I'm sorry."
Something in me told me to open my eyes and evrything I saw was light. I feel something heavy in my head. Oh, my headphones!
"Lord, are you still there?" I asked God through the headphones.
"Yes, I am here." God answered.
Deep in my heart, I am so thankful that God answered. I know I made a mistake but still, He was there.
"Janice, take off your headphones."
"Yes." I said as I took it off.
"Janice?" A deep but louder voice exclaimed.
"Lord, is it still you?" I asked.
"Yes."
"I can hear so well." I swayed my head hoping to find where the voice is coming from. But it seems like it is coming from all directions.
"The headphones is not the bridge when you and I are communicating."
Really? All this time, I thought.
"So, then where, Lord?" I asked, smiling unconfidently but exposing my teeth.
"Prayer. Have you not realized that I speak to your heart through the Holy Spirit? It was not because of the headphones, Janice. Because you have opened your heart sincerely and prayed, the Holy Spirit delivers you my words."
So, it was God all along. It was Him that I talk to.
"God?"
"Yes?"
"Why did you bring me here? Why am I here?"
"I commanded Michael to bring you here for a purpose." God's voice slowly faded.
I have a purpose. Yes, we all do. I should have asked God what purpose. Anyway, it was Michael who was bringing me from here and there. I thought it was just some sort of tornado that would consume me to be transfered from different places. At least now, I know that it was Michael all along.
Speaking of Michael, he is an angel right? And if he is an angel, he could clearly give me the name of the one who appeared to me after Ooi left his parents? I am not sure if he is an angel or someone who just wandered into this place like me?
But I am still here at this place full of light. Alright, Janice. Be brave.
"Uhm, Mr. Michael, I mean angel, can we—
Before I finish my request, thick air started to swirl around me and cover me up like how the vacuum portal would do.
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Moment with God (Book 2 of With God Trilogy)
SpiritualAs the story of Janice progresses, she finds herself in a place different from when she was in the world. A place to sing. A place to rest. A place of peace. From what she remembered, she saw a crowd of people looking down at her but now, in this pl...