The Bullet In Chest.

Over the time, it bleeds with thick blood encompassing of follicles and it eruption was full of antagonizing pain. Even when I beseech heaven for mercy, it was unfolded because the distance between the blue map and myself is ajar, then it makes no difference when answers came for the questions that runs through my mind because I considered them insignificant compared to the prayer I prayed. Have waited and waited but got no enough answer, then I summoned up the courage in me to face the world itself but the ruler of the world is powerful and overcoming when the mighty one is not in me, all I see is the darkness around the world when sons and daughters of Lucifer were busy partying and dancing in heated darkish blue fume… I hope I don’t find myself in there some days. But wait a minute! I saw my footstep in front of the door near the kingdom and the other close to the pit, alas! A voice echoed into my head saying, ” I gave myself for you but you lived like you owned the life you were living” beside me were numerous angel whose eye were full of love and compassion just like the father, towards me were the sons and daughters of Lucifer who have lived my life with, then I thought of the days I went to church, the days I went to party… Those moment I went to dance with the devil, taking strong alcoholic liquid, even when the grace was pulling me away…I still blasphemy against Christ. ” I said sometimes I don’t believe in him, I gave up on him even while he was still ruining after my soul, he left ninety- nine sheep to look for me whenever I got missing.
Time without number he would intercede with the father for my sake but what did I do? I shrunken the act of love he shows to me, because I believe am still young and I needed to enjoy live. But today his presence was like a mighty wind when I woke up with the memories of his hurt, his pain and the shame he took for my sake, the 39 strokes of cane he took, the gambling that was done on his clothe, the crown of thorn they placed on his head, the nailing of his feet and hand to the cross.Those were the bullet in my chest:it hurt hard, the only way I can escape the pain is to believe rightly in him… Even the devil never made mistake of not believing in him, the only mistake he made was believing wrong in him.
Written by: Temikupid

Temi Badmus
Temi Badmus
Temi Badmus is a Food scientist and an Art enthusiast. Her desire is to give a listening ear to people and to give an opportunity for everyone to be heard. Has any one told you that you are special? Yes, you are. You were beautifully designed, you are relevant to this generation and very special to me. Connect with me on LinkedIn

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