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Topic: Blowout (04/28/11)
TITLE: Before the Earth Was Shaken
By Linda Potosky
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As time went on, our young could no longer be heard. They lay quiet in their nest. My mate’s body was motionless and his eyes were vacant of life. I continued to try to endure, although it became harder with each passing moment. I opened my bill to cry out for help, but nothing would come out. I felt I was being swallowed by the darkness from the waters.
Just when I thought I couldn't last another moment, I heard a gentle voice speaking to me from behind. I didn’t understand what it was saying, but somehow I knew it wanted to help me. Feeling too weak to fight, I surrendered myself to it. Tenderly, the voice cradled my body and lifted me from the ground. I was then laid onto something that felt unfamiliar before I lost consciousness.
Opening my eyes, I awoke in a strange place. There was light, but no sun. There was a hard surface, but no ground. I could no longer hear the waves breaking on the shore, or my kind calling in the distance. Still, the gentle voice was there, tending to my needs. I didn’t fuss. Instead, I patiently allowed myself to be stroked with another unknown substance. I trusted that the gentle voice would make me well again. Little by little the dark sludge was removed from my body and wings. Day by day, I felt my strength return.
Once I was strong enough to swim and fly, I was brought to a different shoreline. At first I stood confused, not knowing where I was. I looked back at the gentle voice that brought me there and it was gesturing for me to fly. I spread my wings and began to flap them. Gradually, I lifted myself off the ground. I felt the familiar sensation of the salty ocean breeze caressing my feathers and pumped my wings harder. I was free again.
As I let the wind carry me high above the sand, I looked down at the world below. Though the land seemed foreign to me, I could make out many of my kind dotting the shoreline, which gave me comfort. However, life would never be as it was before the earth was shaken. That part was taken away from me by the wrath of the dark sludge.
“For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself will be liberated from its bondage to decay and brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God.” Romans 8:20,21 NIV
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