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http://thewritersclub.mysmf.comThis is something I wrote a couple weeks ago. I thought I would just post it here
Why is it that it's so easy to fall into the temptations of this world? I long to get the peace I once had back. That feeling that no matter what, you would be there. I know that with every mistake, every screw up, I bring shame to your name. And I know it breaks your heart.
But yet I continue on this path that I have created. This view of life where I am nothing unless accepted by those around me.
I am lost.
This path I've traveled has lead me no where but deeper into the woods of wickedness and sin. My friends tell me, to be "cool" I must do this and that. I have every opportunity to witness to them, and tell them of your marvelous glory! But instead I follow. I don't step up to lead them out of the woods we are so hopelessly lost in. I let others lead.
And because of the life I lived and the things I did, even if I did step up to lead, they wouldn't listen. They would have mocked me and asked how I could expect to lead, when I too seem to have had no sense of direction. We each split our different ways. There are plenty of other paths to take. Each one labeled with awful things. Lust, Hatred, Violence. Every path is linked together like a webbed maze of terror.
Then from the corner of my eye, I saw a man. He looked to be about middle-aged. A rugged looking man who, despite being torn down and beaten, had this peace about him. He was dripping in blood. I could see through the holes in his hands, then noticed that he also had them in his feet. I walked toward him. The expression on his face had not changed. He wore a smile.
"Are you lost too?", I asked.
"I am hear to lead you out of here", he replied.
"How do you know the way out? There is no other path!"
"I am the way", he said. And with those four words, he turned and began to walk through the thickness of the woods. Leaving a blood stained path behind.
"Wait!", I yelled "What about the others? They are lost!"
The man stopped and turned to me. "Show them your map. Teach them to follow."
"My map?" I thought to myself. What could the man meant? And right at that moment, I looked down toward the ground around me. Laying at my feet, was a Bible. I always had one but never really read it. I picked it up and a note fell out of the inside cover.
"You are new. Everything that has been done before, has been washed away. You are pure. This book is your map. Read from it. Learn from it. Teach from it. The others are lost. And they need your help. I love you. And always will" It said. And at the bottom of the page, signed in blood, was the name "Jesus"
That peace I once had was here. I will follow the blood stained path wherever it may lead. There will be other paths I could take. Many temptations ahead. But with the power of the Lord Jesus Christ, I can do all things.
It is now my job as a brother of Christ to lead those who are lost to the path I had found and the happiness it brings.