Sunday, October 13, 2024

Vampire

 

I am dead thirsty. I lap up the life of others, never quenching nor satisfying that longing within me for more. I am a vampire, always in quest of. I am enslaved by desperate pursuit. Ravenous and manic, I seek you. I come for you because I need the life in your veins. I need.

I can’t count my victims. Too many are they.

I see my next meal, a strange man on a vacant road. I approach slowly to stalk him. He is a lighted figure in a fold of darkness, as if he holds the sun within himself. His silhouette stands out against the evening. His mere existence is an annoyance to me. He neither cowers nor defies as I approach. He meets me eye-to-eye. It is infuriating.

His face is weathered, beaten and bruised, but serene. His hands scarred, horrific torment have they endured or given. Perhaps I have met a monster like me. I size him up. I can take him. The blood on his hands looks like it has been there for an eternity, though it has the stench of freshness.

He appears to know me. At the very least, he knows what I am about to do. And he doesn’t seem to mind. I attack with precision, injecting my fangs and drawing the blood. Slowly, deliberately, deliciously I drink in the depth of life from his neck. Almost instantly I realize this lifeblood is different. A surge, more like a punch, hits me head-on somehow. I reel, a bit, but return to the drink, drawing in its warm fulfillment. But again, it strikes me. It reaches me, deep within and takes me.

My limbs, my muscles, my entire being staggers and halts like a rushing freight train suddenly stopped by unseen hands. The cells of my body rebel, turning against me, and begin to transform. They are becoming something else.

As if I have no control over my being, they twist and coil without my direction or input. I am being remade. I find myself eagerly accepting this new thing, hungering and thirsting for it with all the desperation of my previous pursuit. Everything within me cries out. Astonished, I feel a presence seeping into me, filling my hunger. I am bloated with it, round and plump with this life. My thirst, palpable and parched, is satiated as if with a flood. I am overwhelmed.

I look into the eyes of my victim, a suddenly strong and invincible presence. His eyes are the color of me. His hands and arms around me, as though I were the prey, he does not look away. And in that moment I realize the blood on his hands is his own. This cannot be. A mythical creature, this; I do not believe in Jesus.

When he spoke he said my name as if he'd known it forever. I can’t tell you what that did to me. But I can tell you I will never thirst again, not ever.




I wrote this in 2008. It appeared then on a now closed site, Gather.com.
I posted it here in 2019, 2021, and now in 2024. It's one of my favorites.

28 comments:

  1. Wow, this is so powerful!!!! The exquisite descriptions! About halfway through, I guessed that this was Jesus. Wonderful writing.

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  2. Hi Sandi, this story is a reminder that it is only the blood of Jesus that has eternal life in it, and coming to Him is the only way to remove evil thoughts and ways from all of humanity. God bless.

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  3. loved that you shared this with us!

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  4. Such a twist; showing how Christ gave His life and what power there is in the blood!

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  5. One moment. One moment I was dead and the next moment I was alive. He grabbed me like Gandalf did the ring, flung me into the envelope, and sealed it forever! FINISHED!

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  6. A moment. One moment I was dead and the next moment I was alive. He told me, you have to choose. I said, I choose You. He grabbed me like Gandalf did the ring, flung me into the envelope and sealed it forever! FINISHED!

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  7. I didn't know what you were writing at first or where you were going, but I should have known. So powerful. I knew then it was Jesus's blood. The gift He gave us to save us.

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  8. Oh this is so good. It gave me chills. Loved it.

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  9. This is amazing! So poignant. It had me on the edge of my seat. So powerful.

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  10. Oh wow! This is so powerful that it gives you chill.
    Have a great day!
    Rampdiary 

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  11. ...this is a bit out of my wheelhouse!

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  12. Sandi: I have goosebumps reading this, so amazing. thank-you for a very thoughtful and beautiful post.

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  13. Oh Sandi such a powerful look at redemption and our Dear Savior's love. So glad you shared it again. Hugs!

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  14. I have chills... what you wrote here is TRUTH. How powerful is the redemptive work of His blood.
    Sue

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  15. Wonderful Sandi! I can see why it is one of your favorites.

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  16. This is beautiful Sandi...thank you

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  17. Sandi, Thanks for sharing this fascinating story again. I believe this is my third time to enjoy it. 😊 Also, thanks for your kind comment on my recent blog post re putting a song together with the photos I shared. After some thought, I came up with this possibility: California Dreamin’ by The Mamas & The Papas. How about that? John

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  18. Amazing and great! I'm fascinated! LOVE! HIS blood is the victory over all enemies and over THE enemy..
    Many greetings from Dori from he Bavarian Forest

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