"In whom we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace." Eph. 1:7
With breath that brings the dead to life,
With words that pierce the dark with light
Only by the blood are we set free.
With mercy strong to carry shame
And nail it to a tree You alone
Hold the power to redeem. -Power to Redeemed-Lauren Daigle
So then they which be of faith are blessed with faithful Abraham. Galatians. 3:9
WOW!!!! ALL THE GLORY TO GOD!!!
We're back!!! Thanks my dear readers for being so patient while I worked on the SHIELD series! Anyways I hope you're as glad as I am to have our story back!
I hope and pray this part blesses you! And I hope you enjoy it!!!
SO.... without further ado!! Let's get into what I hope you think is an exciting part!!
Here's goes... and praise God!
It was early morning as Lexie led her horse out of the corral. The fog
surrounding her fit her dark mood.
Should I be going? Is this right? I have to
avenge pa. I can’t stay imprisoned the rest of my life. I have to be free!
shook her head; she had been through all
this all night long. Her nap sack was packed, her horse saddled and ready to
go. Nothing was stopping her now.
her foot in the stirrup and paused as her eyes made their way to Jake standing
on the porch. His eyes held longing as he leaned his side against the porch’s
post. Everything about him was screaming, Don’t
do it Lexie.
gritted her teeth as she swung her weight into the saddle. Clyde and Tim moved
forward and she followed.
her back on the cold place she had grown to hate.
flew of the ole black stallion again. Her face was red with irritation as she
sat up and glared at the horse prancing around.
not the day she needed him throwing her around.
been thrown around enough.
growl and kick of frustration, Lizzie exited the corral. She couldn’t deal with
this horse today. The love-hate relationship she held with this animal was all
Due to her
hurt in town.
down in a sigh of defeat on the top of the porch stairs. She felt like crying
again. But she didn’t. She didn’t go there.
people so mean? Why did Sam lie? Why was her waiting suddenly becoming so hard?
squeezed her eyes shut and folded her arms over the tops of her knees, then
buried her head in them.
there a long moment.
Then she felt
a warm hand on her shoulder; she looked up and her red eyes met Ben’s kind
Liz?” His voice was quiet.
She shook her head. “No. But I’ll get
quiet for a moment and they both stared over their yard.
be easy to love those who have hurt you. And sometimes the waiting ain’t easy.
But God says to do both. Do you know that verse in Psalm, chapter 130: 5, it’s
says, I wait for the Lord, my
soul doth wait, and in His word do I hope. Waiting will be worth it, Lexie.
It’s okay to cry out to the Lord, to tell Him about your hurt.” Ben reached in
His pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. He handed it to her. “Read those,
Lexie. And remember, I’m here for you.” He then put his arm around her
quivered and a gasp escaped her lips. She leaned her head on her brother’s
shoulder as the sobs took over her body.
…In His word do I hope….
pulled his horse to a stop as did the rest of the group. Lexie’s hands were
shaky as she pulled her reigns back. She knew Clyde’s stopping had something to
do with her. She wondered why he even let her come along in the first place.
That was the strange part. About two days ago he quit arguing with her about
probably about to be shot out of her saddle.
pulled his horse around to face her, a smirk look to his eyes.
wanna be an outlaw, and you wanna run ‘round with us?”
words pinched her heart. Stop it Lexie,
this is what you want.
and rob and do all the things outlaws do?”
swallowed hard before nodding again.
nodded, an evil look on his face. “’Kay. You can.”
throat was dry. She quickly glanced over at Tim, who was looking down.
kill the Marshal, you can come along.”
stared at him. She had never even come close to killing before. She sorta
figured Clyde would want to do it.
the trigger, and YOU kill him. If you do it, you’re in the gang.”
pulled her brown horse to a stop in a lush, green field. The wind was blowing
and causing her curly hair to fly around everywhere.
off the mount and only took a few steps before falling on her knees.
screams were loud as she looked up and screamed to heaven, letting some of her
hurt and frustration pour out to God.
for a long time. Not even speaking. Just crying it all out. She slowly lay down
on her side in the field, still crying in pain. She felt so hurt and betrayed.
She felt that waiting had betrayed her.
even remember falling asleep as she laid there. But before she knew it she was
being startled awake by her name being screamed.
She sat up
quickly and blinked her eyes.
pulled his horse to a stop. “You better come; pa’s had a bad accident!” He
turned his horse around quickly.
fumbled her hands together as she waited with the rest of her siblings in the
kitchen. She stood with her foot propped in a chair.
them had worry on their faces and prayers in their hearts for their father.
felt guilt plaguing her stomach. Pa had gone to town to get some extra supplies
they needed. He had gone because Lizzie didn’t want to have to go because of
the Sam incident.
said the wagon had turned over coming back from town. Something must have been
loose, or something….
he was unconscious when he was found. And he was bleeding on the head and leg.
to her parents’ bedroom opened and they heard footsteps coming into the
had his black hat and bag in hand. He smiled at their anxious faces. “Children,
I’ll let your momma tell you all about it.”
Doctor Smith.” Mrs. Tyson smiled.
and patted her shoulder. “I’ll see myself out.” With that He walked out.
a deep breath as she faced her family. “He’ll be fine. He had a concussion,
five broken ribs, and a broken leg and arm. So he’ll be laid up for awhile.”
She sighed in relief. “But he’ll be fine. Thank God.”
was cracking and orange was reflecting on her face from it.
thought she could, but now….
Clyde even giving her the option?
Because He knew she couldn’t do it.
turned over on her side. She couldn’t go back. But she couldn’t kill the
Marshal herself. It was one thing to ride along and help with things like that
but to actually be the one that did them….
a deep breath and scanned over their camp sight. Her brothers were lying on the
other side of the fire.
had gotten so complicated since ma died. Or maybe… it got complicated since she
was torn from her sister’s arms so long ago.
been good to Lexie. She loved her.
still wasn’t much of a life. She had thought it was but it wasn’t….
right. It was best ma had died and escaped this misery.
blinked. Feeling somewhat emotional. She
wondered what it would be like had she never been separated from Lizzie. She
might have had a nice life if Liz was along to help make it better.
tear fell from her tired eyes.
even know where her sister was. She was probably married with three kids.
never even hardly seen boys. And they’d never even liked her.
realized something in that moment. She was mad at her sister.
always protected her. Always took care of her.
she let her be taken away?
burst into sobs.
Tyson children were in bed and Lizzie sat alone on the sofa in the sitting
was dim with only a few lanterns lit.
felt overwhelmed and exhausted with the day. She had hurt so much today. And
she had hurt even more with her pa’s accident.
like it was her fault. If she wasn’t still nursing her wounds she could have
gone into town. It could have been her inside of her pa.
so guilty. She knew she was guilty.
crying again, like she so desperately wanted to do, she reached into her pant
pocket and pulled out the note from her brother.
It had four
verses on it. Lizzie went to reach for her Bible when the disturbed voice of
her father caught her attention. She slipped the small paper back into her
pocket and stood to go to her parents.
okay. We’ll figure something out.” Her momma reassured.
walked in the room. Momma stood by her pa’s beside.
was very disturbed.
wrong?” Her eyes squinted from tiredness. Emotionally and physically.
worried about the sheriff’s office. With everyone being gone for round-up there
is no one to take over while he’s laid up.”
about the boys?”
him Ben could look after things but he says he needs Ben to work with our
there’s got to be someone….”
sighed and folded her arms. “I know. We’ve thought and thought but can’t seem
to find anyone-” Momma raised one eyebrows and looked over at Lizzie. “What
grew wide. “Lizzie can’t do that! I’m not sending my daughter to go take over
as being sheriff.”
just remained silent. Her eyes had gotten wider. She couldn’t imagine being
sheriff either. That was quite ridiculous.
wouldn’t be sheriff. At least not in
the sense of fighting criminals. She could stay at the office. Keep it clean.
Collect the mail. And if anyone comes in with something she can always go get
one of the men from round-up. Which nothing should come up. Things have been
quiet for a long time. All the men are gone so that should take care of the
glances between daughter and wife. His eyes held worry and his face held a
don’t have a choice. Lizzie will be fine. She has a decent head on her
shoulders. And she does know how to use a gun and take care of herself.” Momma
looked at her. “But, of course, this is just if Lizzie wants to take over.”
silence for a moment. Lizzie’s heart pounded in her chest.
at her, his eyes having softened a little and his frown having lessened. “Liz,
do you want to take over, like your momma says?”
looked between them. Her thoughts running rapid.
capable of being sheriff. Even if it was just collecting mail and cleaning. The
thought terrified her. She just couldn’t.
have to be in town. Oh, boy. That was just what she needed.
scared to face town was what put pa in bed right now, with bruises all over him
and splints on his left leg and right arm. He was in so much pain.
owed it to him.
didn’t measure up….
all her confusing thoughts she felt a Still and Small Voice break through and
whisper to her heart. Do it.
scared still but she couldn’t deny what she knew in her heart: she was being
told to do.
Okay. I’ll do it.”
know how she was going to do it. Or what lie ahead. But she just knew she had
to do it.
Lexie felt like she’d vomit as they rode closer
to town. It was 8AM in the morning. Instead of going in at night Clyde had said
they had to wait. They had to do their revenging in broad daylight.
knew she couldn’t do it. Clyde would have to and she would be on her own. If he
or the towns people didn’t kill her first.
pulled their horses to a stop on the outskirts of town.
Lexie. This is it. Ya gonna be able to do it? Remember: if ya do, yer in.”
swallowed but her mouth was dry. She stared straight at the town ahead. She was
it. She had to decide.
was so hurt and confused. She didn’t know what to do. She felt bitter and
loving all at the same time.
know which would prevail.
stupid. We’ve got to go. Our pa’s demanding revenge from his grave. We’ve got
to satisfy him so he can rest easy.”
like she would explode from thoughts. Her heartbeat grew louder in her ears.
“Sure.” Her voice was hoarse. So hoarse.
chuckled. “Okay, let’s go then.”
Then they moved
their horses forward.
like hours passed as they made the small walk with their horses. She felt she might
pass out right from the saddle.
town’s people started to stare.
I can’t do this! I can’t do this!
stopped their horses.
see the Marshal slowly walking towards them on the right sidewalk. He walked slowly,
his eyes held curiosity; his hand was on his gun. He probably wasn’t sure it
was them or he would have pulled his gun by now.
nail ‘em now, Lex. He’ll get us.”
you stupid thing.”
killed her pa. He deserved to die.
Lexie. This is yer last chance.”
nervously at them.
knew Clyde was going for his gun.
flashed through her head. Her being jerked from his sister blazed across her
brain. Her pa dying. Her burying her ma.
was out. She had to decide.
“Ya… show ‘em.”
Lexie quickly reached for her side and drew
her gun. She fired. He fell back. Blood flying from him.
Something cold went off inside her.
Her eyes were wide as she still pointed the
gun, smoke curling from the barrel.
“Let’s get out of here!”
Clyde shouted and Tim and he spun their horses
Lexie remained in the same position. Breathing
The town was chaotic and men were pulling
She snapped out of her daze and quickly
holstered her murder weapon.
She turned her horse around and kicked his
sides. She sped away as bullets flew after her.
But she could outrun them. Couldn’t she?
What do you think is going to happen next? Will Lexie continue with crime? Will Lizzie keep waiting and find healing and forgiveness in Christ? Will she be able to handle being substitute sheriff?
Comment below and God Bless!
But that no man is justified by the law in the sight of God, it is evident: for, The just shall live by faith.