HE WHISPERED

  Tls 2020                               

 

I have been to the bridge from which few return. 

I have been to the beach and summoned the tide.

I have been to the place where the dying hunger for life.

And at all these places, there I found God.

He restored my health with the warmth of His breath. “The bridge is not yours to cross; not yet,” He whispered.

When the storm was set to triumph over me, God calmed the sea with a simple bow of His head.  “Have faith my child,” He whispered.

And in the abyss, where the breadcrumbs STOP and the suffocating darkness reigns, He re-lit the flame within, not once, but three times and christened me a “Survivor”.  “Persevere,” He whispered, “there is more that you must do.”

So, at this moment, as the whole planet battles COVID, I reflect on the life I have lived and those who have blessed my journey with their presence and I whisper, “Thank you,”

And He hears.