Devotions Archive Archive: 1999 | 2000 | 2001 | 2002 | 2003 | 2004 | 2005 | 2006 | 2007 | 2008 | 2009 | 2010 | 2011 | 2012 | 2013 | 2014 | 2015 | 2016 | 2017 | 2018 | 2019 | 2020 | 2021 | 2022 | 2023 | 2024 | 2025 Search Archive Print This Article Kidnapped Wednesday, February 20, 2008 Psalm 31:14-15 But my trust is in you, O Lord; I say, "You are my God." In your hands is my destiny; rescue me from the clutches of my enemies and my persecutors. Matthew 20:28 Jesus said, "The Son of Man did not come to be served but to serve and to give his life as a ransom for many." Darkness all around me. My wrists are ripped raw from the twine they tied me with. My head throbs from bouncing against the car trunk floor. The trip from home took a long time. Once they got me gagged and quiet, they were pretty rough pushing me into the trunk. The music they played in the car pounded on my ears, and the ringing that just won't stop now has no melody at all. They seem to be very sure of themselves. Nothing I've said has any effect on them. They plan to kill me, they've made that clear enough. Unless someone who loves me comes up with two million bucks. Two million dollars! Why do they think I know people with money like that? Are they purposely making it impossible so they can claim my body for themselves, for some blood ritual, for some sick sacrifice? I guess they'll wait a little while before the killing time. They've brought me almost nothing to eat. The mattress I'm lying on probably looks as bad as it smells. But I can't tell. The darkness is as close as my next breath, and I can't see at all. I'm shivering in the hundred degree heat. I've never been afraid like this. My thoughts rush through death after death. Quiet! Calm down. Pray. Free me, Lord, from the trap that is set for me, for you are my refuge. Into your hands I commit my spirit; redeem me, O Lord, God of truth. "; Add      Edit    Delete