Evie: An Angel's Redemption

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The Lamb had heard many prayers petitioned on Evie’s behalf, including Evie’s. It was now time to open this tossed and troubled traveller’s eyes all the way. He needed to speak directly to her heart.

You need to humble yourself for salvation: your former status as an angel does not make you as a woman automatically a servant of mine. It is a relationship that must be accepted as it was freely given through my blood.

“I know...I know. It’s just so difficult. All I can think of is what I used to be. I don’t know how to change my outlook. I still can’t see why I must be saved and you must be my Lord when you have always been my Lord, and I never had any sine.

I have warned you. Your pride once again keeps you from seeing the truth. I can help you no more.

Evie’s heart fell. The words were true: she suddenly felt very alone.

Saturday, March 15th

Shane had invited Gracie to go with him to a party at Bibi and Jason’s house. She agreed but she said she had made plans to spend some time with Rachel during the day. Since the party started about seven, she figured it would be best to meet him at his condo, and they could go from there.

She got into Shane’s Corvette, and they headed back downtown to go to Bibi and Jason’s condo. She said noting but for the occasional one-word response to his questions.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

“Sure. Why do you ask?”

“You just seem kind of quiet tonight.”

“It’s nothing…just a lot on my mind lately.” She couldn’t muster up the courage to tell him the truth, so she kept quiet and evasive.

They said no more until they arrived at the party.

All the usual suspects were there, along with the now familiar surroundings. Sensual, undulating music coursed through Gracie’s veins. She thought of being intimate with Shane, and fought back the natural disgust she felt at such obvious sensuality. The party bored her. “Shane may we leave. I’m not comfortable with this situation. I just want to go home.”

“Sure, Gracie. Whatever you want.”

The left the party, and headed back to the condo. “I’m glad we left the party. It was full of superficial people. I wasn’t in the mood for small talk,” she said.

“Actually, I’d rather be alone with you.”

She looked to Heaven, and prayed a silent prayer. “Father, help me, because I’m tempted to be alone with Shane. Is there no way you can help me get over Peter.”

As she and Shane sat in the lobby of the condo building, Shane sat beside her, and held her hands.

“Shane. Please don’t. I can’t lead you to believe what isn’t true.”

“I know you may not believe this Gracie, but I really do care for you.”

“Shane, I really appreciate that, sweetie, but you and I are in a different place spiritually. I don’t think we would ever be more than friends.” The pain in her eyes was obvious.

“I can live with that. I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you.” He paused, and looked right at her. “All you alright Gracie? You seem sad about something.”

A few moments passed, and tears started falling from her eyes. “I…I’m still in love with someone else, Shane.”

“You mean Jay?”

“No; my ex-boyfriend, Peter. I just can’t seem to get over him no matter what I try. Can you understand that, Shane?”

Shane responded quietly. “Yes, I can. I happen to really like someone who can’t return my feelings for her.”

Her hands went out to his, and held them. “Sweetie, I’m sorry. I really am. If we had met under different circumstances, this would be very different. I care about you too, Shane, but I can only be a friend.” Her face fell, and tears began to fall freely. “I’m sorry Shane. I need to be alone. Would you mind leaving now?”

“Sure. I’ll leave you with your thoughts. I hope everything works out with you and Peter. I really do. I just want you to be happy.”

“Thanks,” she choked. “Good night, Shane. May the Lord bless you.” With that, she walked towards the elevator.

Ever Vigilant mused about many things, but mostly about her relationship with The Father. VD and Poisonous were there to keep Evie blind to the truth. VD broke out in a raspy laugh. “The Lamb cannot help her. She is corrupt flesh. You wanted redemption, and now you inhabit corrupt flesh.”

Her shoulders drooped in defeat. “Why did I want to know redemption? Will nothing save me from the corrupt flesh I now indwell?” Suddenly, a bright light started to fill the room.

Poisonous tentacles undulated faster. “Oh curses. It’s the Lamb of God.”

VD stared wide-eyed. “By all that is evil. You’re right. We’d better make tracks. And fast.”

They both disappeared faster than Ever Vigilant had ever seen a demon move. The bright light approached her, its warmth surrounded her, bring her a sense of calm and peace she hadn’t felt in a long time. The words were serene and full of wisdom.

“Child. I have heard your prayers. I AM faithful, and will not neglect any one who calls upon my name.”

“My Lord?” She bowed low before the Holy One. “I am grateful for your help. But why am I unable to make Evie see the truth?”

“Because, child. As the evil ones said, she is corrupt flesh. Only I can help the woman you indwell...” Lord Yeshua eyes burned with holy resolve. “I will open her eyes to the truth that only I can redeem her.”

Ever Vigilant was back in Evie. Evie woke up with a start, shaking and covered with sweat. “Gracious God in Heaven! I’m very afraid of going to Hell.” Before she could finish the thought, her stomach lurched. Nausea climbed from her gut to her throat. She instinctively put her hand on her mouth and ran to the bathroom, knelt over the toilet, and wretched violently. She collapsed on the floor, held her stomach, cramped and sore from the exertion. Another wave of nausea gripped her, and she repeated the ritual, and collapsed again, even weaker from the exertion. A round of dry heaves ensued, finally ending her misery, and she crumpled next to the toilet, holding her aching belly. Sweat drenched her body, which trembled from the ordeal. For several moments, she sat still, making sure there wasn’t going to be another episode. She weakly got to her feet, headed towards the sink, washed her face with cold water, and rinsed the bile from her mouth. She gargled with some mouthwash, and headed slowly back to her bedroom.

E.V. left her body and stood before the woman she indwelled. “Evie…please. Open your eyes to the truth; see the truth and repent. I don’t wan’t to spend eternity in Hell. Please…for both of our sakes, quit being stubborn, and let The Lamb redeem you…please?” She fell to the floor and sobbed.

Evie looked at her in astonishment. “Gosh, E.V. I’ve never seen you cry like this. This is even troubling to you. Lord in Heaven, please help me see the truth.”

“Yes, please…” cried E.V. As she knelt on the floor, broken and sorrowful, weeping with deep sadness, a gentle light came into the room.

He stood before E.V, and said, “You will see the salvation only I can bring. Take courage, arise and go lay your hands upon the woman’s head. She will see that I am the truth; the only way to redemption, and the only way to eternal life. I am the only way back to the Father. Only I can redeem her.”

She did so, and suddenly, Evie’s eyes flew open wide. E.V. could only dare to believe that a change had truly happened to the woman she indwelt.

It was as if a light had been turned on. The words The Lamb rushed back into Evie’s thoughts. “...only I can redeem you.” The realization hit her so suddenly and with such force, she involuntarily gasped. “My gracious Father in heaven; that’s it!” She looked in the Bible on the table. “Where was that verse…?” She looked in the concordance, and found what she sought. The passage lay in the gospel of John.

“Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

Memories of Lord Jehovah speaking through prophets and faithful saints of long ago flooded into her thoughts. First, David’s agonizing lament in the Psalms:

The LORD looks down from heaven on the sons of men to see if there are any who understand; any who seek God. All have turned aside, they have together become corrupt; there is no one who does good, not even one.

The corruptness of her heart had been laid bare; she could make no more excuses before her Heavenly Father. Then, Solomon’s sober words from Ecclesiastes reinforced that truth:

There is not a righteous man on earth who does what is right and never sins.

She noted carefully that he spoke of ‘righteous men.’ She who was always righteous had become unrighteous. As if to join in the fray, Isaiah’s verdict of humanity came to her:

Surely the arm of the LORD is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear. But your iniquities have separated you from your God; your sins have hidden his face from you, so that he will not hear.

“Oh dear…oh dear. I’m undone. I’m human and I’m guilty. That’s why Eldest Brother and Father would not answer me.” Tears of understanding fell from her eyes. “Oh, abba; my humanity had put a wall between you and me. You still loved me, you still wanted to hold me, but you couldn’t. Grief upon grief; now, at last I understand.”

She exulted, and cried towards Heaven. “Oh blessed Lamb...Eldest Brother. How I love you.” She wept with a mixture of joy, relief, and a release of months of frustration. “Redeem me, precious Lamb. Redeem me with the blood that you shed to pay for my now corrupt heart. Be the Lord of this human life…” The peace came over her slowly. The more it filled her, the calmer her soul felt.

The next moment, Evie and Ever Vigilant stood before the Father, with The Lamb at his side. He bid her to come to him. She practically ran to Him. Her soul exulted as his loving arms held her once again. “Oh Abba. I love you so much. I’ve missed you so badly...” Her tears returned. Joy covered every inch of her soul as she hugged her Father back.

“Evie, my child. You have proven to be a worthy daughter of mine. I am proud of you.” He held her as He had before she began this fateful journey. She hugged Him for all she was worth, not letting go. She said nothing. The smile never left her face.

The Lamb came to her. “Welcome back, precious daughter. You know what you must do now.”

“Yes, Lord. I know.”

E.V. dialed the number on the phone. “Peter. We need to talk. Can you meet me in the lobby of my condo. I know it’s late, but this is real important.”

“Sure, Evie. I’ll be right there.

Peter walked across the lobby towards her, and sat down next to her on the couch.

“What’s going on?”

“Peter...” Tears welled up in her eyes. “Peter...I care about you and Gracie. I honestly do. You two were made for each other. I’ve admired you since I first met you...”


“Peter. You still love Gracie...”

“Evie, I—”

She put her fingers gently on his lips. “No, Peter. You do. I’ve known it for a while. You just aren’t willing to admit it to yourself.”

“But this isn’t fair. Gracie treated my like I was dirt.”

She smiled and hugged him. “I know. But you still love Gracie.” She smiled wryly. ’Yes, she’s impossible. Yes, she has a temper, and her words can cut you to the quick. But she never really stopped loving you, or you her. In fact, she’s heartbroken about losing you.” She looked him straight in the eyes. “Now, I’m right, aren’t I?”

Peter paused. His head dropped. “Alright...alright...Uncle. You’re right. She and I do still love each other. We just don’t want to admit it. She probably went out with Shane and Jay to fill the emptiness she feels.”

“She did. You and I both know it. She was looking for love, but entirely the wrong way. Even though she cares about Shane as a friend, she still loves you…very much.”

Peter held her tight. “You know...you’re awfully wise, young lady.”

Her smile waned. “Perhaps. But wisdom sometimes comes at a great price.” “Yes. I’m sure. It will be difficult for you and for Gracie, but she still loves you and you her.” She got up, and Peter followed her lead. “You’d better go now. I’ll be praying for you.”

Peter hugged her hard. “Thank you, Evie. I really appreciate you.” He closed his eyes, as one accepting the fate he cannot resist. “And I’ll always love Gracie.”

“And I appreciate you, Peter. Now go.” She turned and walked towards the elevator and headed back up to the condo.

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