The Savior

Imagine this....

The storm howls around you like a banshee in the night, the winds are beating you on all sides. And the cold rain lashes at you with such fierceness you can almost swear its leaving welts on your skin as you run through almost complete darkness. You run slipping and sliding through the mud and rain in utter fear from the darkness that is coming up behind you. More dark than the darkness of the storm in which you flee. "What is this darkness?" you cry aloud. Indeed. What is this darkness? Are there monsters in this darkness? Demons? Is it sin or even hell that chases you through the storm? You know not as you run. You only know that its something...evil. So you run on through blackness stumbling, tripping, slipping, falling, pulling yourself back up to run some more. With the dark coming closer and closer. You can hear something called Temptation within it saying "Give up. Run no more. It would be so easy to just lay down and let us overtake you." But you know deep down its something horribly evil. So you run and slip and fall some more untill finally in exhaustion, your knees buckle and you hit the ground hard with your face in the mud. You try to pick yourself up one more time but just-cant-do it! And with the storm tearing at your body and the darkness threatening to overtake you, with the last of your strength, knowing all to well for the first time that you just cant save yourself, you lift your face out the mud and scream in fear and pain and despair "SAVE ME!!!!"

And a hand grabs yours, and lifts you to your feet. And the storm subsides and the darkness dissapears. And your Savior smiles at you and says. "I've been waiting...All you had to do was ask."


Believe in Him and accept Him as your Savior....And ask.

God bless