The morning dawned clear. I had my worship, and then left for my morning walk. As I walked down the road, I heard a lady scream "Help!" from the woods. I stopped stone still, shocked.

Am I hearing things? I thought.

Then again, "Help! I need help!"

I started hollering back, "Hello? Hello? Are you okay? Hello? I'm here."

Once more she hollered for help.

What should I do? I thought. Unsure of the circumstances, I decided to get help.

I heard a motorcycle coming down the road, so I started waving both arms. The driver waved and continued on.

"NO!" I screamed, waving my arms frantically. "Please stop."

He stopped. He had a weird smile, like "What do you want?"

"Oh no," I thought. I wouldn't stop a motorcycle guy if I had a choice. He was a real Harley guy in full outfit. But it was for the lady....

I went to him and said, "I need help; there's a lady screaming in the woods."

He gasped, "Are you sure?"

"I'll go tell the Hoffmans," he offered. The Hoffmans were my neighbors.

Silence. I almost panicked. What if she's already dead, passed out, or something. "God, please help me!"

"Thanks," I yelled to the driver, whose name I learned was Jeff.

I ran toward home to get more help and continued to pray, "God, please help her to be okay!"

I was almost hysterical when I reached home. The door was locked, so I started banging on it and ringing the doorbell. Mamy (my mother) opened the door. "There's a lady screaming for help in the woods, and I don't know what to do!" I sobbed, out of breath.

We jumped in the truck and left for the neighbors. Just then, Jeff came out of the woods and up to the house. "Found her," he said. Soon the fire truck, ambulance, and a horde of police arrived.

Later, I asked Trisha Hoffman about her and learned the woman's name was Twila. She was on the news the previous night because she had been missing for two days! Twila had left Kalamazoo (Michigan) to go to a dialysis appointment in Battle Creek (Michigan), but disappeared. Evidently, she had passed out, and didn't know how she ended up where she did.

I praise God that Twila was found, and I'm glad He led me to walk that way at the right time and that He sent Jeff, too. I'm glad that God's in control.

"In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths" (Proverbs 3:6).

Jenny L. Densmore, 17, is a member of Rayborn Memorial Seventh-day Adventist Church in Coldwater, Michigan. Jenny attends the Christ Our Teacher Home School. She will receive a $100 scholarship since her article was selected for publication.