He trembled in the Corner of Despair with terror filling his spirit. No one to help him. He knew that he would die here with not a soul caring for him. For so many years he had tried to be all that he could, but always failing.
As a child his father had been an alcoholic and abused him every chance he got. While his mother sat in the other room fearing for her life. He didn't blame her. He would have done the same. But he sure did wish that someone would have helped him.
He grew up believing that he was nothing, that's what his father always said. Besides, why should he believe that he could actually be somebody? That was for lucky people and he was by no means a lucky person.
But his spirit told him otherwise. His spirit believed that he could succeed and do something great. So for the rest of his life he tried. He gave to the poor. He helped the sick. He feed the hungry. He even gave shelter to the homeless.
But there had to be more than that. There had to be something else he could do to fill his aching spirit. He searched far and wide for something that would bring him joy. And he came up empty-handed.
So after years of failure, in the Corner of Despair he sat. Waiting. For what, he had no idea. Yet he continued to wait. And wait. And wait. And just when he had given up hope and thought that all was lost. Mercy stepped into the room.
His face was as bright as the sun. Love shone from his eyes and kindness was etched in every line of His smile. The lost soul sat mesmerized by the grace that filled the room. He had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life.
Mercy came forward and said, "I know your hurt and I know your pain. And I came to take it away." The lost soul sat and wondered. Why would he do that? He doesn't even know me. And Mercy knowing his thoughts replied, "Oh, but I do. I knew you before you were born, and there is nothing about you I don't know. I know all of my children."
The lost soul asked, "But why would you want me? I have done nothing to deserve your kindness. I am nothing."
As a child his father had been an alcoholic and abused him every chance he got. While his mother sat in the other room fearing for her life. He didn't blame her. He would have done the same. But he sure did wish that someone would have helped him.
He grew up believing that he was nothing, that's what his father always said. Besides, why should he believe that he could actually be somebody? That was for lucky people and he was by no means a lucky person.
But his spirit told him otherwise. His spirit believed that he could succeed and do something great. So for the rest of his life he tried. He gave to the poor. He helped the sick. He feed the hungry. He even gave shelter to the homeless.
But there had to be more than that. There had to be something else he could do to fill his aching spirit. He searched far and wide for something that would bring him joy. And he came up empty-handed.
So after years of failure, in the Corner of Despair he sat. Waiting. For what, he had no idea. Yet he continued to wait. And wait. And wait. And just when he had given up hope and thought that all was lost. Mercy stepped into the room.
His face was as bright as the sun. Love shone from his eyes and kindness was etched in every line of His smile. The lost soul sat mesmerized by the grace that filled the room. He had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life.
Mercy came forward and said, "I know your hurt and I know your pain. And I came to take it away." The lost soul sat and wondered. Why would he do that? He doesn't even know me. And Mercy knowing his thoughts replied, "Oh, but I do. I knew you before you were born, and there is nothing about you I don't know. I know all of my children."
The lost soul asked, "But why would you want me? I have done nothing to deserve your kindness. I am nothing."
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Very inspirational !
Beautifully written. I am so glad the God's mercy is new and fresh for us each and every day!
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