
This journey has been long and tedious. I have hungered for this comfort… this warmth. My heart beats with contentment and my breath slows to pacification. The ever-tensed sinews throughout my frame relax with complacency.
I have journeyed countless passageways to feel this warmth and beauty. I am home and my soul is at rest. My venture has brought me many deviations but also joyous memories. Too many choices to count… but my goal has been set in concrete from the time my life’s decision was made. I am home.
I have been, in the past, only a visitor… a stranger, crossing the paths and roads of humanity. Tasting the sweet delights my Father placed before me. Many were the lights my smiles have greeted… many were the touches of the loved ones I can remember. There is so much love within me. I longed to calm the faces of my companions with the warmth of my pulse.
I leave much behind… too many faces to number... too many souls to ponder upon. My heart is set free from the weights of concern. Even now I realize that my Father will be behind… watching, teaching and guiding. My time is now eternal.
Cherish your time like the rains of the spring. They appear and burst the sleeping giant under our feet into life. Allow them to cover your soul and fill your heart with gladness and understanding. When it was time for my veins to go still, the promise of an eternity of rains was forever in my future.
My journey has just begun. I feel the comfort and protection I once felt as my father held my hand as we walked. I long to tell you more… to exalt you… to lure you into my peace. Worry not about my path, for my footprints were paced in the proper direction.
Use my memory to drive the hurt from your heart and fill it with the Comforter. His promise to you is as solid as the one He proclaimed for me. Your journey upon this earth will some day cease and you will enter into the realm of eternity with me.
The time, when the glimmer of light between our eyes will once again meet, will be like the echo of a single heartbeat. I will take your hand and lead you to the house of the Maker, and again… we shall explore a new life. My tears of happiness await you. Do not be sad concerning my departure. Worry not… for I am home.
Shannon R Killman

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