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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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I was in darkness, it swirled around me with all it pleasures. It knocked on my heart and I opened the door. It entered with many friends who thrilled me, and delighted me but when their season of friendship was over I was left empty.

Alone. I was alone in the darkness. I called for it to come back and the more I came the more I wanted of it. Desire upon desire, lust upon lust, multiplied inside of me. The darkness could never satisfy so I searched for more. I wanted new pleasures but they came and disappeard as vapors leaving me to feel hallow. The pleasures it offered only soothed my soul for short times and then walked away cruelly leaving me to fend for myself. And when I thought I no longer need it, it would be there again calling to me, demanding that I accept it once again.

Soon the darkness pierced through me and I cried for help. I realized that the darkness was a deception. It promised me love but it only feed me hate. The darkness offered joy but only brought sorrow. Instead of hope it only gave confusion. And its ultimate gift was madness.

I tried to run away but I was trapped. My arms and legs were bound to the darkness. I was no longer in control of it but it was in control of me. I soon realized that control was illusion, I had always been its master and I was the slave. I could no longer see past my own pain. I cried for help but realized those friends could not help me because they too were imprisoned by the darkness.

A hunger began to grow inside of me as I realized there must be a way out of the darkness. There had to be someone with the power to free me from the darkness.

Then I heard a voice, it was gentle, kind not like the fierce tone of my hated master. I looked for the the source of the voice, but the darkness fought against me refusing to let me go. But I did not give in, I cried for help again. Then in the distance I saw a speck of light in the darkness.

It was down a narrow road. I asked myself how many times had I passed this without seeing it. There was an invitation to come. I gave into the light just as easily as I gave into the darkness. I humbled myself before it as a child before a parent. The chains of darkness were broken as I accepted Him who redeemed me from its bonds.

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