I Timothy 4:10
"That is why we
labor and strive, because we have put our hope in the living God, who
is the Savior of all people, and especially of those who believe."
A
trickle of tears from the Heavens falls on the good and the bad, the
spiritual and the unspiritual, those who believe and those who do not
believe. There is no discrimination in the choosing of who receives
this blessing of His Holy Rain. The world moves on oblivious to the
volley that seeps in the profound longing of their hearts. Before
long, the thunder of passion fades to a distant roar.
Hope
is either restored or lost somewhere along this great journey. Why
me? I asked. Why not me? I heard.
I
tasted the vileness of this Satan's wounds that I may understand it
in its fullness.
The
thing I came to loathe in others is the very thing I feared the most.
It was the reflection of my soul and a mirror image of whom I prayed
I was not. I have found that is the way we are as humans. The things
that stir my essence to the edge of excitability have some great
power undefined- holding rne in a secret lovers embrace.
It
captures and takes me into captivity and will not release me until I
let go of the power sustained through my fear and trepidation. God
did not force me into this place, for "He stands at the door and
knocks..." (Rev 3:20)
He is
a Gentleman. He will wait as long as it takes. I turn the knob
...slowly. Do I trust my God-given instincts? My greatest fear has
not been what was but what was not. "Why me?" I cried. 'Why
not me?" He wept...
Prayer: For God so
loved the world, ..May we love one another. (John 3:16)
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