Like the wings of a tropical butterfly, I wallowed in a pool of mud.
being filled with height, joy and enthusiasm, I felt like a queen.
definitely! I was a queen, but a queen in the mud. I hate the mud because it is disgusting, I hate the mud because my heart yearns for a better place.
I desire a neater place, yet, I felt a strong passion for the mud. No doubt i was hypnotized by the comfort and satisfaction I gain in the mud
Mesmerized by the joy I derive in the mud, I feel the pleasure of a treasured place, I feel the pleasure of a treasured home.
Yes! The mud was a treasured place but my heart yearns for a greater Treasure, my soul pant for Water(living water), and my spirit longs for rest.
But on a bright and sunny afternoon, I met with a saviour, who redeemed me by his precious blood, and within a short while, he became my Treasure. He brought me out of my stains, he embraced me without minding my dirty garment and called me to be his own.
My new found Friend called me out of stain to purity and called me out of my temporal joy into an everlasting joy. He called me out of shame to glory and call me to reflect his glory… Do you know his name?
His name is Jesus.
Do you long for a greater place and a greater peace… Is your heart sick and shattered? Come to Jesus and experience a life of peace.
He gives us hope when we can’t go on
He gives us shelter in the storms of life
There is no peace on Earth,there is peace in Christ.
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