Drenching from tip to toe, I was standing in the middle of absolutely nowhere. Completely surrounded by darkness, fear & anxiety. The cold harsh wind is slicing through me & the angry rain drops are stabbing me-till deep inside. The stony road is so full of people but all of them are still or searching, searching for what they can not find perhaps, or for what they can not see. Some wrong moves , some imprudent decisions & some irrational bends & turns have thrown me hard into this valley which has no outlet – yet. My greatest of all gaffes being, running away from Him. Running after the mirages & delusions.
Finally the cold pours & the slashing wind makes me run anomaly in search of a haven. My inside screams for the sanctuary to be right in front but I can not see. I scream & yell hard as the pointed stones are slathering my soul. Despite of agony inside out I could see that light, the one so illuminated and soothing to eyes. The light from heaven. My heaven. Just like when you are half dead fighting the angry waves, they throw you to the shore of lighthouse. It was a miracle which everyone out there , the thousands of aching souls like myself could not see.
Feeling overjoyed and ecstatic I ran hard towards the sanctuary. As I neared the refuge I was tripped hard. Tripped over my face. Again. Again. Yet again. No matter how hard I tried the satanic forces inside me & the evil forces outsid barred me from reaching the lifeline. Innumerable invisible hurdles are throwing me afar from the shelter, again into the bottomless pit. I shall not give up once it is so near. The light is glowing more as if I am very near. The hurdles are still there. The wounds are still raw and hurting but the hope is afresh.
Although I am still far far away & drowning with every passing moment I still remember whzt I read somewhere
`One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking across the beach with
the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of footprints
in the sand, one belonging to him, and the other
to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life flashed before
him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints. he also
noticed that it happened at the very lowest and
saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, You said that once I decided to follow You,
You'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed
that during the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why, when I needed
You the most You would leave me."
"My son, my precious child, I love you and
would never leave you. During your times of
trial and suffering, when you see only one
set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."
