This lion is creeping in and getting ready to pounce on his prey. I'm sitting as the prey completely helpless and broken. I'm searching for escape but there is nowhere to run to in this abyss that I call my soul. My soul gives no defense to the teeth in the mouth of the lion. I'm running but with no place to hide in this abyss. I fear that the lion will get a hold of my heart and sink its teeth in. Will I then be unable to break free from the lions grasp?
I'm running but to my left is only darkness and to my right is no better. I run hopelessly trying to find refuge but as of yet I cannot find it. Helpless in my soul I cry out, "Help me help me give me refuge!" finally I stop and remember a message spoken to me long ago, a message I rejected. I fall to my knees with the beast coming ever so much closer. I cry out, "Father God, I have tried this before and I cannot win, be my strength, I beg it of you help me. Come into my life and forgive me of my sins. I am nothing; I cannot defend against this beast!" I begin to weep in utter despair as the lion is almost upon me, getting ready to pounce on its hopeless prey. As I look up I see a light fixed upon something new to me, a cross. I see a man nailed to this tree and I do not understand. This man is bleeding so battered that I cannot even make out his face. His body is torn and I cannot even tell the color of his skin. I do not understand! This man looks at me and with a voice stronger and more powerful than the rumbling of the seas. When he spoke it sounded more like a song than words, like a thousand melodies in one powerful voice. It was so powerful I could feel my soul fill with and awe. I could feel so much power; I knew these words were more than just simple words. They held power and love. So much that I could not even understand it fully.
"I love you, I love you, I love you."
"I did this for you because I love you!"
"Do not forget me. I did this for you, my blood is for you, and I love you."
I begin weeping so hard that I can hardly speak. I cry out with a broken and battered heart. I cry out with more passion than the stars in the sky, with more love than the vast sea, "I LOVE YOU TOO, DON'T LEAVE ME. I WILL FOLLOW YOU, AND PRAISE YOU. YOU ARE AWESOME. I CANNOT FIGHT THIS BEAST ON MY OWN, BE MY STRENGTH!"
"Trust fully in me, give up yourself to me and I will never leave you."
"I love you."
"Remember that I love you, for I made you in my image."
"If you remember this you will never feel alone again."
"I love you."
I open my eyes; my vision is blurred from my tears. Before my eyes I find a bible. I pick it up and begin to read. I discover Hope, Love, Peace, Joy, Grace, and I learn the fruits of the Spirit. Suddenly I remember the beast that haunted me. I turn around to see the beast standing still waiting for a chance to attack my soul. Then I look up and see the cross above me with the man that was nailed to it gone. Light fills my soul and things like Kindness, Selflessness, Patience, Self control, and Love fill what used to be an abyss. I begin to notice that it is the cross that gives light to my soul. This is what gives my soul its light, and gives Patience, Kindness, and Selflessness true meaning.
Then I look back at the beast. The beast begins to step back; the light is starting to creep in. The light seems to be poison and an acid to this beast. I keep reading the bible and the more I read the brighter the light becomes and the more the beast screams out in pain. Finally I cry out "Father let me be finally rid of this sin (beast)." The beast turns into Satan and Satan begins to step forward. I fall to me knees again and cry out, "I cannot do this on my own, bind Satan down. I love you." The light from the cross grows and the ever confident Satan begins to run in fear and despair. He is beaten!
My life now has meaning. My soul finally gives me a defense. I cannot imagine going through life with out the cross that illuminates my soul. When times get tough I remember the voice of God. I remember Christ and even when I have no one to wipe my tear. When I have no one to hold my head, no one to hold me tight I remember one simple sentence from the Lord my God and I find comfort:
"I love you."
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