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Rock Bottom

Rock Bottom
By: Mia L. Hazlett
10/20/09

“Daddy, Daddy!” I screamed. “Where are you? Daddy I’m scared. Where are you?”

I tried to move, but my body radiated with pain. I tried to push myself up from the cold wet ground, but I fell back down. I was able to turn my head enough to see the light above me. I must have fallen at least fifteen or twenty feet. I think I was in the old well in our backyard that my father always told me to stay away from. I’m not sure what possessed me to remove the cover, but now I wish I had listened to my father.

“Baby? Are you okay? Baby are you down there?” The light went away, and was replaced by my father’s concerned face. “I’m gonna get you out of there honey. I just need for you to be still. Don’t move.”
“Don’t leave me Daddy. Don’t leave.” Panic swept over me. I couldn’t face the thought of being left alone here. “I can’t move my legs Daddy. I can’t move.”
“Stay still honey. Don’t move. Just be still. I need to get you help baby. I need to go to the house and get help.”
“Daddy please don’t leave. Don’t leave me alone. Please don’t leave me alone.” I began to weep. Unfortunately, crying only made my pain worse.
“Sweetheart. I need for you to listen to me right now. I would never leave you alone. You are not going to be able to see me for about five minutes while I go get my phone. But know that I am getting you help. I need you to be strong for me right now. Okay? Be strong for Daddy. I’m going to get you out of there.”
“Okay Daddy.”
“That’s my girl.” And in that instant his face disappeared and the light returned. How many times in my eleven years had he warned me about this well? And now I’m laying at the bottom of it, bruised and broken.

As I waited for my father, I slowly focused on my surroundings. I figured the cold was from the wet cement I was laying on. I could continue to shiver, which caused a piercing pain in the left side of my chest. Or I could try and sit up. There was no way this was going to be painless, but at least I wouldn’t be laying on wet cement anymore. I knew if I was going to be able to sit up, I would have to get off my back, face the ground, and push myself up with my arms. I just didn’t want to turn my back to the light. I finally garnished up enough courage and turned to my side. I screamed as my leg pulsated with an excruciating pain.

Instantly the light was gone. “Didn’t I tell you to stay still?” I heard my father’s voice boom. “I told you not to move. Why do you always have to do things your way? Your leg is broken.”
“How do you know?” I asked.
“Because I can see all of you from here. From up here, I can see that your leg is broken. So stop moving, help is on the way.”
“Daddy?”
“Yes baby.”
“I’m sorry. I should have listened to you. You told me to stay away from the well and I didn’t listen. I’ll never disobey you again. Can you ever forgive me?”
“You don’t have to be sorry baby. This is exactly the reason I didn’t want you to move the board. I knew how long the fall was and that you would get hurt. And don’t worry honey, you will disobey me again, but as long as you ask, I will always forgive you.”
“Daddy, it hurts so bad. Please help me.”
“Can you sit up?”
“It’s gonna hurt, though.”
“Just for a little bit baby. Shift your arm underneath your side and push up.” I listened to my father and raised my torso. My arm wobbled and my back hit the wall. I cried out in pain, but I was now leaning against the wall. My father had tied a rope around his waist and begun to crawl down the side of the well, tip-toeing on the small metal rungs jutting from the wall.

I must have passed out from the pain, but as I opened my eyes, my father said, “Reach up baby, reach up.” My father’s hand was a foot away. With the pain searing through me and the light blinding me, I grabbed my father’s hand. And with a strength and might I never knew my father had, he pulled me to my feet, put me on his back, and carried me out of the well.

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Mighty Blessing

Mighty Blessing
By: Mia L. Hazlett
9/7/09

In the midst of the storm…chaos…the cacophony of my enemies cries, I held onto You.
For they declared war, and I sought peace in Your shielding arms.

In the midst of the tears…sorrow…the pain in my heart, I held onto You.
For loneliness found me, but I found companionship in Your unwavering love.

In the midst of the temptation…indecision…the moments when I went astray, I held onto You.
For the devil knocked, but I let Your most gracious Spirit answer.

In the midst of the rush…impatience…the times when my faith was tested, I held onto You.
For before I followed my own plan, I prayed for Your all-knowing guidance.

In the midst of Your plan…my life…the destiny You have waiting for me, I will hold onto You.
For after the storm, the chaos, the tears, the sorrow, the temptation, the indecision, the rush, the impatience, will come Your mighty blessing.

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Already Won

Already Won
By: Mia L. Hazlett
6/21/09

Father will they laugh?
Not the last laugh.

Father will they lie?
The devil is a lie.

Father will they win?
Not in My eyes.

Father will they fall?
For all the world to see.

Father do they hear you?
Only if they listen to your words.

Father do they see you?
If all eyes are on you.

Father do they know you?
It’s inevitable that we meet.

Father do they seek you?
I have not heard their knees.

Father leave me standing.
There is no other way.

Father leave me strengthened.
My daughter, I hear your prayer.

Father leave me wiser.
Then take the lessons as they come.

Father leave me humbled.
None of this is for you.

Father I give all praise to thee.
Then your battle is already won.

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The Battle

The Battle
By: Mia L. Hazlett
6/21/09

In the face of the devil, You told me to prepare for battle.
I summoned my anger and called on my vengeance.
I stood before You and said I was ready.
You told me, not yet.

In the face of the devil, You told me to prepare for battle.
I summoned my friends and called on rumor and gossip.
I stood before You and said I was ready.
You told me, not yet.

In the face of the devil, You told me to prepare for battle.
I summoned my tears and called on my fear.
I stood before You and said I was ready.
You told me, not yet.

In the face of the devil, You told me to prepare for battle.
I summoned the Lord and called Your name.
I knelt before You and asked if I was ready.
You gave me Your shield and armour.

For in the face of the devil, You fought my battle.

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Father

Father
By: Mia L. Hazlett
6/9/09

Father lead me. I am ready to follow.

Father silence me. I am ready to listen.

Father steady me. I am prepared to stumble.

Father strengthen me. I am weak.

Father hear me. I am calling on You.

Father hold me. I am in need of comfort.

Father mend me. I am broken.

Father love me. For You are love.

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To Love Again

To Love Again
Mia L. Hazlett
3/22/09

Step out on faith and I will guide your path. Put your trust in my hands and you shall never want. Follow me and you will forever have true love. But she had no faith. She did not trust. And she followed her path instead of His. He knew she would hurt. He knew there would be pain. He knew she was on the detour, but He let her go. Because He knew, when the time was right and her heart grew weary; He would guide her back to His path.

As her faith faded, a slight splinter formed. When the trust mocked her, the separation began. And as the love diminished, her heart finally gave way…and shattered. It shattered. For so long she was the gatekeeper to her soul, the controller of her destiny. And through her own fault she brought the demise of her own peace.

So when she returned to Him, it didn’t matter that she had left. He only cared that she had come home. It wasn’t about punishing her for the errors of her ways, but healing her through the love she thought was forever lost. He dusted off her faith and began to answer her prayers. He redeemed her trust in Him, for He was all she needed. Piece by piece He mended her heart. And it mended, for He was preparing for it to love again. His Spirit now guarded her soul and controlled her destiny. And it was through Him, peace was restored.

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