My Conversation with GodA Story by Cree Nationsduring a dark and stormy time in my lifeFar into the darkness did I fall?
There was no light to welcome me.
All that lay before me was
loneliness and despair.
And in the end I did not find me
there.
Why am I here? And exactly where is
it I am?
How did I get here? Will I stay?
Where have I been? Why did I leave?
Where am I going, and will I ever get
there?
Down into the darkness " so vast is
this nothingness I fear will swallow me. I am lost so deep there is no light
" the air is hard. I cannot breathe. The walls are cold and the floor
beneath my feet " seems to fade away. Should
I go back? Why? There’s nothing or no
one there missing me. After
all I did leave. Now a distant voice whispers, it’s
better to go on " maybe someone waits for me. Vaguely I seem to recall that
before I left, it wasn’t really so bad after all. I hear evil calling " it beckons
me. I feel the hiss of its voice as it
batters me, “Foolish you are,
no one waits for you but me. Go deeper
into the darkness, allow it to and it will strengthen you.” I begin to walk again- I stumble
and fall, and only my tears are there to comfort me. There is no comfort " I feel no joy. My heart remembers once there was
light and I could see. Yet by choice " my own to make " I
reached down for my needs to meet. In the staleness of my own desire "
it was not as I thought it might be. The longer I stay the harder it
gets for me to leave. The path below is easy to see, and
nothing there seems to hinder me. No left. No right.
No return. Only these endless circles are now
all that I fear is available to me. I seek some comfort " to numb my
mind. No joy no joy " this is not where
I’m meant to be. I’ve gone so far " I’ve been so
wrong " how could there be any good left in me? That hiss reminds me " “you’re
damaged now " and belong here with me. Give me your will and I’ll own your
soul. I alone am what you need. There’s no shame " no guilt " not
here with me.” I think of all that I have done. And the sadness of it all is a
burden and steals the very heart of me. The tears fall freely now, and I
silently scream " this cannot be all that is meant for me. Weakly I hear a voice that calls to
me " it gently whispers deep in the core of me. “Come home my
child, he cannot hold that which belongs to me.” My mind scoffs and says to me,
“home, I have no home, it has abandoned me.” I’m in the pit " it pulls at me "
it’ll be easier to quit the fight, and let this darkness devour me.. The whisper comes and says to me,
“come home my child,” The richness of the voice warms me
and fills my heart And reminds me of all I had before
and want to have again and more I need the warmth of that voice to
strengthen me Yet only silence fills the air. “Where are
you? You’ve left me in here all alone,
you’ve stopped talking to me, And I can’t see
you where you are. Please come back for
me.” “I am here my
child " as I will always be. I’ve never
left you " now will I ever let go of you.” “But I didn’t hear
you " and why did you let me get here?” “I planned you
long before I made the world, I gave my Son to keep you free. I love you child. I could never abandon you.” “Yet here I am "
and I can’t come back to you, don’t you see what’s become of me? You left me here with nothing but this putrid
air to breathe.” “No my child " you
left me. In my love for you, I’ve stayed
with you " yet I cannot lead where you refuse to follow.” “You are strong,
and the power is yours. You could have
called out to me and told me what I ought to do.” “Sweet child of
mine, so loudly did I call to you, and yet you chose not to heed my call.” “In your power
don’t you think you might have saved me?
You could have forced me to stay with you.” “You have been
saved and set apart. You are then and
now my child. I gave you free will " the
direction you choose to go is yours.” “Why do you do
that " when you know what a dreadful place this to be?” “I gave you all
that was mine to give " the gift of life eternally and all I ask is that you
follow me.” “Well it looks
like I needed a map. Then maybe I wouldn’t
have gotten lost at all.” “I gave you my
Word to guide you.” “Your Word? But how was I suppose to see?” “You must open the
Book my child. It is full of my
promises, and I AM faithful to keep them all.” “I’ve felt so
alone " and I didn’t hear you anymore " those things I did " how is it that
those deeds are such you can forgive me?” “You were forgiven
before you even thought to do the deed.
You are never alone " I only waited for to call out to me. Here my child, reach up and take my hand, and
let me help you Stand.” The joy of
standing hand in hand with HIM was almost more than I could bare. “Don’t let go I cried, I could fall
again. I don’t want to die here in this
pit.” “You are safe here
in my arms " through faithful prayer and obedience to my Word " you can remain
standing.” I felt the
strength flow deep inside, as those arms tenderly held me, and I knew with all
I am I was safe. “Child you will be
tempted yet again and again " your adversary will ever try to snare you with
his deceit. What will you do my
child? The choice is as ever yours alone
to make. It is up to you. It is your
call. How will you answer?” “You are my Lord,
my Father so I’ll call my brother, my Savior, and He can help me with my
behavior. And I will just stay home.” 2/4/06 © 2012 Cree NationsFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on May 24, 2012 Last Updated on May 24, 2012 AuthorCree NationsHouston, TXAboutHello, Where to start? I always have trouble with this part for some reason. Texan that's me. Religiously speaking I don't fall into any denomination. I believe in God and have the highest regard for .. more..Writing
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