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Topic: Peace (03/15/04)
TITLE: My Hopes Are Built On Nothing Less By Jacqueline Odom-Bullock 03/15/04 |
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The streets were long and so white you could see silver sparkles imbedded in the ground and they sparkled like diamonds. The cars, the houses, and every single item on the streets were clean and let off an illuminating shine like they were polished daily.
I can remember standing in the middle of the street. There was no activity yet it was broad daylight. I felt a little weird. There was no breeze whatsoever blowing and an odd calmness was in the air. I really couldn’t tell what the temperature was and it didn’t even pose an issue with me. I saw a little white church up ahead. It was a plain church with a tall steeple. I made my way down the street and walked inside. I sat down in one of the rows of pews and I remember sitting way in the back.
Suddenly a pastor appeared at the altar. I am not sure if I turned my head for a split second or what happened but there he stood in a black robe. I raised my eyebrows and frowned. He started to walk towards me. I could feel my heart-pounding heavy and I felt like I was losing my breath. I panted like an animal needing water. I became a little dazed and confused when I realized that it was my own pastor. He held out his hand and called me by my name saying, “Come on. It’s time.” I hesitated for a second and then I gave in and placed my hand in his.
The raging waters inside of me came to a complete stop. I could feel my lungs expanding as I inhaled and let out a long breathe. At first it was a queasy feeling and then it became tranquil. It engulfed me like a match to gasoline. I felt the serenity inside of me.
I emerged out of my sleep so quickly it scared me to know that I had been dreaming. I tried desperately to get back to sleep to feel that feeling again but it didn’t happen. I often wonder if that is what it feels like when your days are done and your soul is at rest with the Lord. If that is what it feels like, my hopes are built on nothing less than Jesus.