In the beginning it was small, almost unnoticeable, like the tiniest pinhole leaking air from the tire of an 18 wheeler, or a sweat bee trying to prick the skin on a large man’s neck. Just a minor annoyance, yet a vague indication that something just wasn’t quite right. But once he saw that nothing was going to be done in resistance to his attempts, he continued to try to suck the joy out of her by increasingly larger assaults. What was once a tiny little opening into her heart became a glaring hole, as he came at her very soul with vacuum force. 

He did not realize that the harder he pulled at her heartstrings, the more force he used to try & evacuate her very lifeforce, the deeper her joy was being buried beneath layers of protection that Angels had used to wrap her heart & soul for safe-keeping against the onslaught of attacks. Nonetheless, he was relentless. So very relentless. She cried a thousand tears. And then, a thousand more. 

She lived in a state of denial. She did not want to believe that the man to whom she had offered her heart & soul would be so very ruthless. She tried everything from nurturing to kneeling at the altar, but you will not find demons there, only Angels to help you battle them. 

Finally, one incredible day, the Angels disconnected the power sources & silenced the vacuum. There remained nothing but the silence of peace which was so powerful that it permeated those layers around her heart, & opened it back up again, exposing the joy that was tucked way down deep inside for safekeeping. She gasped a little, as she was surprised it was still there. 

But not only was it still alive & well, but she found that celebrations were sweeter, life was more beautiful, & adventures were more fun without the constant pressure of fighting against the forces that threatened her very identity. Once the source of stress was removed, she was free to find the treasures that awaited her in a manner she had not known before. And it was different, living in calmness rather than chaos. But there in the calm she found herself again, & she knelt at the altar & thanked God for protecting her heart during the turbulent times, & she thanked Him for the Angels who had kept it safe, even when she did not know that it needed safeguarding. 
Very slowly, timidly at first, she opened the door to her heart for the first time in a very long while, & the joy that poured forth was a soothing balm that annointed her very soul. And as it spread, seeped, poured, & ran onto those around her, it made room in her heart for love to enter in again. He had not won the battle, & he would not win the war – the Devil never wins! And she lifted her face Heaveneward toward the sun that was shining for the first time in a long, long time, & she savored the day in anticipation of the love that awaited her as she stretched forth her arms & embraced the blessings that flowed seamlessly down upon her. Joy shone forth, & life made sense again. 

– Lou Lehman Sams


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I am a Southern Belle, through and through. Born and raised in North Alabama, where my family settled in 1808, when the area was still the Mississippi Territory, I come from a line of Planters, Patriots, and Pioneers. They were people who were unafraid to take risks, who said what they believed, and who honored God and their Country. Like my ancestors before me, I have strong values, believing that the Golden Rule is indeed golden. I write as a way to relate and as a release. I hope that my words may inspire, challenge and provoke one to thinking about how extraordinary things can come out of ordinary places, people, and things.

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