salvation

Oh...somehow I think I understand what that feels like. To see something right before you that you long for but can't have. You can't quite believe that it cannot be yours. It's everything you ever wanted. It feels like it's all you've ever looked forward to, and you've always cherished the fantasy of getting there...you'd somehow convinced yourself that one day it would be yours, just somehow.

And the realisation that it will never happen stabs you in the heart.

No, you will not believe it. It cannot to be true.

But slowly it seeps in...slowly and painfully the disbelief changes to despair. And it blinds you. You become cold, and disillusioned. Everything seems to come to a deathly standstill. It feels like the aftermath of savage war. How do you pick up the pieces? How?

But then you hear a whisper, a soft but distinct reply to your cries.

"Come to me, you know I care for you. Come to me, I will give you rest. I will restore you. Come to me, delight in me, because I am all you will ever need. I promise you, I will not disappoint you. I will never forsake you. I love you. With all that I have. Come to me please, you will not survive like this. I long to comfort you, I long to show you all the riches I have in store for you! Oh, if you would just come to me, I would give you far more than the desires of your heart, I would give you far more than you could ever dream of! Oh if you would just come to me, my love! Your suffering hurts me too, more than you know."