When Satan Falls Asleep, Souls Are Release
Illumination
Carol Ennis woke up on her 50th birthday, feeling much older than she wanted to be. So, she decided to change her lifestyle. A life of drugs, alcoholism, prostitution, and crime was all she knew. She didn’t like it anymore. A visit to her doctor was the first step. Many tests later, Dr. Samuels told her that her kidneys were failing and she would need a transplant quickly. The waiting list for donors was longer than the line to hell, so she prayed for a miracle. Three months later, with no answer from God, she went into renal failure. As she lay dying, a voice cried out to her: This way, dear, Remember me, have no fear She saw a tall man with horns and a fork, staring ahead a cloudy path. “Hell, no!” she cried, turning to run. Satan was quicker. He grabbed her by the neck and said: Thought I was asleep.’ This is no dream. Your soul is mine to keep.
She turned to face him. Being a loyal disciple to him for more than thirty years, and knowing his likes, dislike, and greed Carol said: Look into my eyes, can you see my soul Is it made of silver, or is it made of gold
Satan stared into her eyes and was blinded by the light reflecting from the gold. His hold on her slacken, and she fled, saying: You will lose this fight tonight My God has won the gold Because he is strong and in control
Satan chased her, saying: Your soul belongs to me I cannot let you flee You are my evilest and best And I love you more than the rest I helped you cheat and steal We are partners in crime And I know I made you smile
Carol: Yea, we had good times Destroying human lives Spreading hatred and cruelty Because it was our duty But my God is real And he gave me a better deal
Satan: I gave you power and money You bathe in milk and honey Which you enjoyed every hour Now you want to leave all that power
Carol: God gave me a solution And I made restitution I mend all my destruction Because I need resurrection From this life of pain and affliction I am tired of spreading hate It’s time to close that gate Our world needs lots of love And that’s what my God gives from above
Satan: You forget that hate is great, That’s where you got your start You know hatred has no heart It spread faster than love, You didn’t forget, did you, my dove?
Carol: I made a bad start But my God knows I had a good heart He has forgiven all my sins And with him, I will begin Love is now my duty And I will share it with all its beauty Because it’s a beautiful gift To give to humanity Go back to sleep So more souls can be released
Satan: I shouldn’t have fallen asleep Your soul was mine to keep Temptation is my game You’ll pass my way again
Carol: My God never sleeps That’s why my soul he keeps He’ll never leave my side He is forever my guide God has won the gold The silver is yours to hold You are the second best You lost this race to the greatest
Satan: I’ll never sleep again
Carol awoke in the hospital, wires running in and out of her body. She felt sore and in pain but alive, saying a silent prayer. Glancing left and right as the machines screamed, someone said, “She’s awake.” Dr. Samuels walked over to her bedside and said, “You got a miracle. Someone walked into this hospital looking for you. She wanted to give you one of her kidneys. Forty years as a doctor, and I have never seen anything like this,” nodding. “Would you like to meet her?” Carol nodded.
The doctor pushed aside the partition to her left. A young lady lying on a hospital bed smiled at her. Carol’s eyes widen, looking at the diamond-shaped birthmark on her forehead. Memories buried deep within her surfaced, followed by tears, “Angel,” she said in shock. “You know her?” Doctor Samuels asked. “Yes,” the young lady answered. “She is my mother. She gave me up for adoption twenty-five years ago. I have been searching for her to thank her for giving me a better life than she had. I couldn’t let her die. Her life is her own, and she fought Satan to keep it!” Water was running out of every eye in the room. “God did answer me,” Carol said in tears, eyeing the ceiling as someone pushed the beds closer. She touched her baby girl for the second time in twenty-five years.
Sometimes, miracles will find you. When Satan falls asleep, souls are released from hell, giving them a second chance. Thanks to Carol Ennis, Satan vows never to fall asleep again. Think he can stay awake forever?
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