Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Saved

I thought that my eyes had been opened and I saw the glory of the lord
but I was a only hearing his words and had not yet had them engraved on my heart
I was leaning on my own understanding, as though I were the creator
Forgetting that while yes I was a creator, I was not the creator
I didn't know how to make my life what I wanted to be, I needed help

So I turned toward the street and there stood a man,
our eyes locked and then he turned to the right and began to head down the street
I began to follow him, until I found myself running after him, this mystery man
When he stopped I found myself at a community center
there was nothing special about this building
it was not a lavish temple or a building of grand design
As I entered in, there was a large room to my right
20 or so people seated, waiting to be feed
I followed the man into the room and I took a seat close to the back

A women stood up and I wondered could she not see the man to her right
As the women began to speak, the man walked toward her and entered body
The women continued to speak but her voice had changed
You eyes fell upon me and never left
I began to weep as she preached to me
She began to talk of my past and began to shout out my many sins
In my heart I pleaded with her to stop but she kept going
My heart could bare no more, I was overwhelmed with grief
Knowing that this room full of strangers now had a detailed account of all my sins

The women bowed her head and silence fell from her lips
the stranger walked out of her body and stood to the right of her
Then a man got up and as he began to speak, the stranger entered him
The mans voice changed and once again I had locked eyes with a stranger
who was speaking to me, calling my name
How did he know my name, how did he know what was in my heart
As the man spoke tears began to swell in my eyes, I was overcome with joy
The man spoke of love, a love so divine so great, that it saved souls
A love that if embraced would restore order and peace to the mind, body and spirit

When the man had concluded the stranger exited his body and stood in front of the pulpit
I ran to him and embraced him, tears now streaming from my eyes
I kissed the mans feet and began to wash them with my tears and hair
The stranger a stranger no more, embraced me and spoke the sweetest words
"I love you, your faith has saved you; go in peace"
My heart has never known such a joy before that day
My heart has not known sadness since

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