Have you taken a sneak peep inside my storybook? It is available as an audible feature as well. To date, this creation, “Not a Blueprint It’s the Shoe Prints that Matter,” has won several awards. It speaks to life’s journey and those lessons we learn along the way. You know we all will take a journey – and mine may have been yours. Check out this excerpt from one of the chapters . . .
Her voice sounded like a cry of the dead. She inhaled a deep breath and proclaimed the words, “Oh, no, not the water! The water is too cold—take me back, take me back! Mommy said it’s not time to come home!”
She then shook her head as though her body became afloat. Slowly her eyes opened and she murmured, “Whoa, whoa, what happened? Where was I? Mommy, why are those people up there laughing at me?”
I darn near froze right then and there. The reality set in, and it was all I could do to curl up and sob. My Lord and Savior brought her back to me, I thought. There was a great deal of comfort and lots of sadness. I was sad and happy at the same time. Saddened that I’d actually lost her, but happy God had given her a second breath of life. I found joy in my life to have gotten her back.
I completely melted after hearing her words. It was an added joy as I smiled through the tears. The people she’d asked about were angels — the ones laughing. They along with my Savior sent her back. It had been the amazing power of prayer. China said she wasn’t ready, they listened, and He allowed her to return
After reading that excerpt, I leave you with a thought. Hear me out first . . .
Through all the stuff, I’ve encountered in life (i.e., the good, the bad, and the ugly) those experiences brought an awakening. We can take life for granted if we dare – believing it will always be a tomorrow (even everlasting). But the reality is there are no guarantees, nor promises – the recognition, “We exist on borrowed time.” It took a war battle (i.e., a hardened fall inside my journey) to see the vision of what was written before we were born. Some of us may be spared from demise (when tragic incidents occur) for it was not the moment, second, minute, hour, time, or date for our expiration (i.e., death). As descendants of Adam and Eve, we’re cursed with an incurable condition – called “fallen condition.” I know I’m made a huge transition since my journey. And been given the wisdom to know we should cast away all evil doings unless we’re prepared to reap consequences (i.e., what we sow). So, will you be cast away from entering those Pearly Gates? It is not my call to answer but a question for you to consider. What door will you knock on to enter?