Remember and Pray

While you're splashing in your city pool or just hanging out with a bunch of good friends, remember those who you love, remember those who need your prayers and encouraging words to propel them through the hardships of life, remember everyone.

There is always someone (whether you know the person or not) who needs you. Friends who need surgery, friends who will need a shoulder to cry on...

Pray.

Pray for them.

Pray for the man who lives on the street. Pray for the family who hopes to have another meal. Pray for the men and women over seas. Pray for the neighbor who has a disease.

Pray.

Pray for them because even though they may not say a word, actions speak louder than words.

Maybe one day we'll find the cure for cancer or a way to regenerate human body parts, but until that day comes it's all in God's hands.

So pray.




Thanks.

Intense

Something started to vibrate against my hip. The phone. That little piece of technology that I hated…with a passion if I may add. Something was wrong, or rather something was going to go wrong very soon, and the message on the phone was about to tell where and when it would happen. I took out the cell phone and peered at the text I just received. A calendar with the events:

Today-Regroup at HQ

Tomorrow-Regroup at HQ

Day After Tomorrow-Plan targets

Next Day-Plan positioning

Day After-Everyone Explodes

Then-Enslave the Survivors

Next-Exterminate

According to this schedule, the world as I knew it would change within a week. We were now on the clock to find the intended targets so we could beat Ember to them and prevent the event on the fifth day from happening. I needed to call Volt, and I needed to do it now. I punched in the number with unnecessary force and waited for him to pick up the other line.

“Aqua?” he immediately answered

I followed his question with words…I think. I was in such a panic/paranoid state that I couldn’t form the simplest sentences.

“Aqua, Aqua, AQUA! Take a deep breath. Now, what’s wrong?”

“I got a message. I--”

“Send me the message first, please."

I sent it to him and patiently waited for his response.

“Jesus…”

“Volt, I-I--”

“We need to get this to headquarters. Now. You wait there, and I’ll come get you. I’m sure you don’t want to travel alone not to mention in the sewers--”

“I love you!”

“What?”

“I-I love you, Volt.”

I could tell he was smiling because he took a long pause.

“…And I love you, Aquamari."