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The Way Out
Part 4 to The Crying Room, The Bitterness Room, and The Anger Room


Emma jumped. Eyes thick with sleep, she looked around, trying to remember where she was.
The darkness…the bars…the filth…


Then she remembered.


She was in a cell -- in a solitary place of anger and despair.


She was a prisoner.


She peered out, but still couldn't see anyone. She leaned her head against the bars, and she thought. How had she ended up here? Tears began to trickle down her cheeks. She just let them flow.


Her mind began to wander back to her husband -- they had been so happy in the beginning. They had such high hopes -- such dreams. What had happened?


Then their first child was born…Jonathan…such a tiny little boy -- so helpless, so needy. Emma smiled to herself as she thought about those midnight feedings, his first smile, his first steps, his first words…


That's when she had begun to realize.


I'm responsible for another human being! I want him to have every opportunity -- I want him to know all there is to know about life…


Gradually, her thoughts had begun to wander to God, and Truth -- and Jesus. She had taken little Jonathan to church with her. Her husband had refused to go, but he didn't object when she went.


Not long after that, she had given her life to Christ. She had prayed for her husband's salvation, and Jonathan's salvation…


Years went by. More babies were born. More stress, more bills.


That's when she had met Joy, at church. Joy and her sweet family. Their children were now teen-agers together.


But Emma's husband had died.


She hadn't even been there when he died. He'd been out of town... Then, on his way home, there had been an accident.


And he was gone.


The anger rose in her throat. He was gone! Just like that! No warning, no preparation…


They would not grow old together! He would not see his children grow up!


And her children were now bitter, and angry.


She gasped!


Would they end up here? Would her own children become imprisoned, like she was? How could they ever hope to be free…they were without Christ, and…


without Christ


Wait a minute!! Emma sat up suddenly, a great understanding dawning in her heart.


But I am not without Christ! What am I doing here?! I am supposed to be free…


Emma struggled to remember…what was that verse she had learned in Sunday School when Jonathan was just a baby…?



If you hold to My teaching, you are really My disciples. Then you will know the Truth,
and the Truth will set you free.

John 8:32



She DID know the Truth! Of that she was sure. Oh, how ashamed she felt! She was a child of God! How could she live as if the well-dressed man had a hold on her life?! How could she allow herself to live a defeated, imprisoned life?!

Christ had set her free long ago!


But Emma had allowed the well-dressed man to trick her into desperation -- into despair…!


He had led her…into The Crying Room…into the Bitterness Room…into The Anger Room.


A shadow crossed over her and she looked up into the darkness. The well-dressed man was standing there, in her Light, looking down at her -- with a superior, patronizing gaze.


She glared at him.


"You will not win! I…I know Jesus! He is a God of LOVE, and FREEDOM! He is the God of Joy! You cannot put me here!"


His expression was frightening, penetrating. He smiled a cruel smile.


"Your "God" does not care about you! So many bad things have happened to you, you have no one!" hissed the well-dressed man.


She felt the darkness enclosing her. He was right! So many bad things had happened. How could God have…NO!


"Jesus! Help me!" Emma cried out in the darkness.


She didn't even care who was listening! She called to Him with all of her strength.


"I want out! I can't do this alone! Help me!"


Her mind flew to a verse she had read not long ago…


…And God is faithful; He will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear.



But when you are tempted, He will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it.
I Corinthians 10:13



With the well-dressed man still standing there, Emma looked around. Behind her, in the cell, was a door. Just a simple door.


Why hadn't she noticed that before?!


She reached out for it. She turned the knob. It wasn't even locked! And light shone in from outside.


It was The Way Out.


It was choosing Christ's way. It was her way of escape.


She took one last look into the cell. So dark, so confining, so wrong.


She didn't even stop to get her purse -- the empty purse. She didn't want it -- she wouldn't even go back for the contents. She'd never go there again.


She stepped into the outside, into the warmth.

And Joy was there, waiting for her, ready to embrace her.


Have you found The Way Out?


I have.


I'm sad to say that many months went by while I lived in The Anger Room. I kept praying that God would get me out, but it just wasn't happening right away. Being in that prison made me sick -- I was desperate to get out -- so l persevered in my prayers and in seeking Him.


But one morning, I woke up and looked around. Had I slept too late? There was brightness in the room -- such brightness -- and peace.


I was no longer angry with my son. I had been healed.


Then I knew. I had found The Way Out! I was FREE!


But only with the Father's help.


Only He can reveal The Way Out. Only He can take you there.


Are you angry, my friend? Life isn't always fair. Bad things happen. We get hurt, mistreated, wronged.


But that's not the point.


The point is, that your Father is there. He will not give you a trouble-free life. But He will give you FREEDOM, and life abundantly.


He will show you The Way Out.


And He will provide Joy along the way.


He loves you so.



The thief (the well-dressed man) comes only to steal and kill and destroy;
I have come that they may have LIFE, and have it to the full.

John 10:10



Find out more about Emma and Joy next week, as they continue the journey together.







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