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Swept Away

June 9, 2018

A thoughtful, challenging, and timely reflection, Jake!

Jake Owensby

Looking down the dimly lit hallway, I saw what appeared to be gouges in our darkly stained floor. Concerned that the floor had been damaged somehow, I drew closer to get a better look.

Lying motionless, the snake had remained invisible. My eyes had registered its earth-toned skin and the diamond patterns along its back as either deep scratches in the wood or an odd play of the light from the adjacent kitchen.

Startled by my approach, the creature slithered quickly toward the closed door at the end of the hall. Blocked from escape, it frantically slithered from side to side on the threshold seeking a way out.

C13146CB-356B-4750-9FD0-DA3C414881DAWith the first hint of movement, my chest tightened, I stopped breathing, and my heart thumped against my rib cage. I suppose that’s what it means to be gripped by fear.

Something tells me that this kind of fear is not what…

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