Answered Prayer

Answered Prayer

She was on her knees praying, Father, please be with me, help me now, I’m calling to You. Please stop him, don’t let him do this.

He watched her with her eyes closed. His anger seethed. His eyes narrowed and he grabbed her hair and yanked her to her feet as he screamed, “Stop that praying, bitch! It’s never helped your slutt-ass before, it’s not going to help you now!” He waved his free hand wildly, “God isn’t real! He isn’t going to help you!”

His hand came close to her face and she recoiled. That was a mistake. He saw it and yelled even more, “You think I’m going to hit you? Do you!? HUH!?” He yanked her hair hard with each question. The pain brought tears to her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.

His face was red with anger. She didn’t bear look at him or even answer him. She shut her eyes tight, preparing for what she knew was to come. She kept praying in her mind, Father I adore You and I lay my life before You. How I love You. It was a song she had learned years ago. She couldn’t remember who had taught it to her. But it brought her comfort. Especially when he got mad. She hoped that God would hear her prayers today.

He glared with rage at her with her eyes shut. With a tight hold on her hair, he drew his fist back and screamed, “You fucking whore! You think I’m going to hit you!? I’ll fucking hit you allright!” With all his might he brought his fist toward her face. 

As his knuckles hit her jaw she heard the loud CRACK of a bone snapping. He never let go of her hair but the impact still made her fall backwards. She landed on the floor with a scream and this time, the tears flowed freely. Her hand went to her jaw and she cried out at the surge of pain that enveloped her head and neck. She could taste the blood in her mouth. This time she couldn’t hold back the tears.

He watched as she cried, he could see the blood dripping from her mouth and his wrath ignited. “Get up bitch! You’re not hurt! I hardly even touched you!” She obediently got up and she struggled to keep her balance as she stood in front of him, dizzy with pain.

From out of the blue she heard a voice, “God loves you.” When she saw his eyes widen in surprise she realized the voice was her own. How she had managed to get the words out with her displaced jaw was beyond her. She was just as surprised as him. But he was only surprised for a second. Again his eyes narrowed and he cocked his fist back again.

Through gritted teeth he asked her, “What did you say?” He was looking for another reason to hit her again. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t even realize she had said it in the first place.

“God loves you. Jesus loves you. I love you,” the words were foreign. She heard herself speak again, “I forgive you, Jack. For everything you have done. For everything you will do and for what you do now. I forgive you and God forgives you.”

His eyes widened again and he stepped back as he lowered his fist. She couldn’t believe what she was doing. She couldn’t believe what HE was doing. He looked as if he was actually afraid of her. “Jack, you know you don’t want to do this. I love you. God loves you. Your father was an evil man. You are not your father.”

Tears sprang to his eyes. She could see his anger fading. She didn’t know anything about his father. She didn’t even know where these words were coming from. But she was glad that whatever she was saying was making him back off.

There was a long silence. She didn’t say anything else and neither did he. He slowly backed himself up against the wall and slid down it, drawing his knees up to his chest. He just kept staring at her with tears in his eyes. His hands rested palms up on the floor. He looked like a little child. Helpless. She could see the pain on his face. She didn’t know what to do, so she just stood there, looking at him.

Finally he spoke, “Christine,” he looked at her lovingly. His voice cracked with emotion, “What is that prayer you always pray?”

She fell to her knees and cried with joy as she recited her prayer. He listened and cried.

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