My dear friend
I shed a few tears today but I confess, not for you, selfish as I am, no - they were all for me, a momentary indulgence
You, my oldest and dearest friend
There is something we’ve never spoken of - being the influence that enticed you and left such weighty recompense for your lapse in discernment
The change was subtle, imperceptible and to my shame I offered neither listening ear nor prayer for you
Gentle, sensitive soul, ruminating on deeds done and words spoken – kindly words and also cutting words and those that lacerate a temperate soul
Yet you spoke only of the good - always
I admire you, holding your counsel, riding the storms of life, but your resilience proved superficial, your disposition delicate and your finely tuned sensibilities, in time crumbled
FEAR is a POWERFUL emotion!
In this fallen world, life is tough
and you were trusting, always trusting and your trust was crushed - Why?
You were lured away, to retreat to your haven, your safe place, with heart pulsating erratic thinking and stuttering distress around your tormented mindfulness
You hid in the sanctuary deep inside yourself, the wrong place to be, alone - ensnarled by the lie –
“Patsy you are weak, pathetic, inadequate - God doesn’t care or listen anymore, you no longer match up do you?
Stay home this once - just this once - tomorrow may be better, or not”
Lies Patsy, all lies drip fed to you by
The FATHER of all LIES!
Persuaded by polluted thoughts delivered by twisted truths that revel in an age where anything goes, be happy - if it feels right do it
Many roads lead to God, choose one that suits - and ENJOY
Lies, lies and more lies devoured by gullible questers hungering for
The TRUTH and the
LIFE and the
But hadn’t heard -or chose not to listen to, the Greatest Truth of all time
They invited you in, to share with you their counterfeit joy - shallow, short lived and carnal and so you became enslaved to the whim of your fretful mind, that electrified your tremulous body consenting to all level of chaos …
For you Patsy, who strayed from the path
Through a break in the rumbling storm clouds of doubt, came a peek of warm sunlight, carrying on its blush
A memory - an afterglow of stillness, calm
A memory of an attentive child, mesmerised as the teacher told stories about the gentle man Jesus of Nazareth, who spoke to his disciples with the words,
“Let the children come to me and do not stop them, because the Kingdom of God belongs to such as these,”
And you, the child came to Him and never doubted His presence or His words of life
“Remember this! Whoever does not receive the Kingdom of God like a child will never enter it”
And the risen Lord Jesus became your constant companion, as real to you as your own flesh and blood, and so it is my friend, that
Your absence was deeply mourned by your Father in Heaven, yet forgiveness was waiting, in love
The reunion was simple
like the trust of a child
A simple trust
Put simply …
My oldest and dearest friend
I shed a few tears of pity today
Not for you, because you are now in PERFECT PEACE with the Father in glory
But for me I weep
Because I’m going to miss you so very much!
Scripture verses taken from the Good News Bible. Luke 18. 16-17
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