My Hometown

Memories of Odyssey seem so distant, like a dream of another world. Odyssey Community Church...Whit's End...Campbell College...I miss the old places, but not half as much as I miss the people. The one person I miss the most is my ex-wife. We had such a lovely home, but without her it would have seemed like a dump. I loved her more than anyone could imagine, and to be violently jerked away from her was the second-to-worst part of being put in Witness Protection. The worst part was that she believes I'm dead. I know I wasn't the perfect husband, but I know how devastating the news must have been to her. If only she could have known that the "doctor" who told her of my demise was lying, that he was actually an agent of the--well, let's just say he was with one of the intelligence agencies...if only I could have contacted her and let her know I was all right...but now she has moved on. She left Odyssey and went back to college for a second degree, and began dating a childhood friend from Odyssey...whom she eventually married. I'm grateful to him for looking after her, but now I can never return to her, even if I am someday released from the Witness Protection Program. She is no longer mine, but I can take comfort in the promise of Jesus never to leave me nor forsake me. Regardless of who I lose on earth, I will never let go of Jesus, for He is my Savior, my Comforter, my Father, and my best friend. Without Him, I could not face reality, but with Him, I can do all things.