I was walking along beside Jesus.
Along a passageway chronicling my life.
From the beginning of my birth,
To my current state in life.
The passageway was bright and glowing,
Filled with a sense of peace.
This was the time when I believed in Jesus,
I looked up and smiled at Him.
I recalled how I wept and wept,
How I was consumed by the Holy Spirit.
When my heart longed to accept my Saviour,
He was immediately my King.
We continued to walk along.
Hand in hand, I turn to look at His face.
I was filled with a sense of warmth and security.
I knew I was safe.
The passageway was filled with laughter.
Laughter from my baby steps as a Christian.
Laughter of joy and peace,
All my troubles were now thrown away into the distance.
Slowly, the passageway grew narrower.
The laughter was wiped away.
I heard gentle sobbing.
There was a certain feeling of dismay.
Gradually, the place was beginning to darken.
Fog was appearing and dimming my sight.
But Jesus held my hand and kept walking.
I realized this was when my life reached a point,
Where there was no light.
I recalled how I was so disobedient.
How I turned away and discarded Him.
It was a point where I walked in darkness,
Where I stumbled and weariness was settling in.
The passageway was now pitch black.
The warmth previously lingering was gone.
I realized this was the part when I was completely recalcitrant.
I knew nothing but pain and thorns.
We stopped walking. I felt cold.
The stillness of the air was suffocating,
The silence was deafening.
But at that fateful moment, I saw something.
Jesus was weeping.
With His knees bent on the floor.
He was praying and crying,
He looked ever so tall.
I was struck by His humbleness.
He was my King. But he knelt by my side.
He was my Savior.
But all He wanted was to set my life right.
I fell right before Him.
Prostrate with the Spirit,
Floored by His unwavering sense of peace.
For the first time, I felt it.
I felt something which gave me renewed hope.
I saw that I was walking a life of faith.
A walk with my best friend Jesus.
This was a walk through my life,
That was already paid.
We stood up and continued on.
The fog and darkness were clearing,
There was a bright glow returning.
I smiled and rejoiced,
For it was Jesus shining.
The passageway was lighted up beautifully.
His awesome presence,
His gentle touch upon me.
Jesus looked down at me and said,
“I will never give up on you child.”
And I understood straightaway.
For a journey with Him,
Always ends with a smile.