Post by Rhonda on Jan 24, 2006 20:55:22 GMT -5
No Battery
Beth and Margie, two teenage sisters, had enjoyed shopping
in the large shopping mall. But by the time
they were ready to leave, it was dark.
Standing at the mall exit, they could hardly see
the outline of the car, the only one left in
that section of the dimly lit parking lot.
The girls were nervous as they waited,
hoping a few customers would come
along so they could all walk out together.
They remembered their father's warning,
"Don't be too late!" Margie shifted her packages,
pushed open the door, and walked as fast as she could.
Beth followed glancing from side to side.
They made it!
Beth shoved the key into the car lock, got in,
and reached across to open Margie's door.
Just then the girls heard the sound
of running feet behind them. When Margie looked around,
two ominous-looking men were running towards them.
"You're not going anywhere!" one shouted.
Margie screamed. Terrified, she scrambled inside and
locked the doors just in time. With shaking fingers,
Beth turned the ignition and nothing happened.
She did it again and nothing happened.
The only sound they heard was the key clicking in silence.
"Beth, try again!" Margie was frantic.
The men were pulling the door handles,
pushing at the windows. "It won't start!" Beth cried.
The girls knew they only had seconds of safety remaining.
Quickly, they joined hands in prayer.
"Dear God," Margie pleaded, "give us a
miracle, in the name of Jesus!"
Once more, Beth turned the key. This time
the engine roared to life. She shifted into gear
and raced out of the parking lot,
leaving the men behind.
The girls wept all the way home,
shocked and relieved at the same time.
They screeched down the driveway to the garage,
stumbled into the safety of their
house, and told their father what had happened.
He held them both close.
"You're safe and that's the main thing," he soothed them.
"It's strange though,
the car has never failed to start before.
I'll check it out tomorrow."
Early the next morning,
he raised the car's hood to look at the starter.
And in one stunned glance,
he realized Who had brought his daughters
safely home the previous night for
there was no battery in the car.
Beth and Margie, two teenage sisters, had enjoyed shopping
in the large shopping mall. But by the time
they were ready to leave, it was dark.
Standing at the mall exit, they could hardly see
the outline of the car, the only one left in
that section of the dimly lit parking lot.
The girls were nervous as they waited,
hoping a few customers would come
along so they could all walk out together.
They remembered their father's warning,
"Don't be too late!" Margie shifted her packages,
pushed open the door, and walked as fast as she could.
Beth followed glancing from side to side.
They made it!
Beth shoved the key into the car lock, got in,
and reached across to open Margie's door.
Just then the girls heard the sound
of running feet behind them. When Margie looked around,
two ominous-looking men were running towards them.
"You're not going anywhere!" one shouted.
Margie screamed. Terrified, she scrambled inside and
locked the doors just in time. With shaking fingers,
Beth turned the ignition and nothing happened.
She did it again and nothing happened.
The only sound they heard was the key clicking in silence.
"Beth, try again!" Margie was frantic.
The men were pulling the door handles,
pushing at the windows. "It won't start!" Beth cried.
The girls knew they only had seconds of safety remaining.
Quickly, they joined hands in prayer.
"Dear God," Margie pleaded, "give us a
miracle, in the name of Jesus!"
Once more, Beth turned the key. This time
the engine roared to life. She shifted into gear
and raced out of the parking lot,
leaving the men behind.
The girls wept all the way home,
shocked and relieved at the same time.
They screeched down the driveway to the garage,
stumbled into the safety of their
house, and told their father what had happened.
He held them both close.
"You're safe and that's the main thing," he soothed them.
"It's strange though,
the car has never failed to start before.
I'll check it out tomorrow."
Early the next morning,
he raised the car's hood to look at the starter.
And in one stunned glance,
he realized Who had brought his daughters
safely home the previous night for
there was no battery in the car.