Walking the Passage: Part 3

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Part 3

Before The Hundred Days Were Even A Thought ......... Part Three

All had fallen apart.... my mind so blank as I sat in a corner in the back hallway of the psychiatric ward............ curled up into a ball just looking out the window... links to my life were coming back tomorrow and there was nothing I could do about it.... there was nothing I could do to escape my body... my life....

The day turned into evening and to another window I would go towards.... I was in my room ... staring out the barred window and looking out onto the street below me I saw the pavement wet from a current rain fall.... the street lamp lighting up the night and illuminating the misty atmosphere............

I don't know what was in my heart at that moment that would cause me to start speaking forth words towards an unknown deity.... but words started to spill out of my mouth..... I began to ask if He was real... I began to say that if He was and if He would come to me than I would give Him everything .... I would give Him my life...... If He would just come to me.... The words weren't out of my mouth when a light and a presence entered that room and surrounded me with a strength and a warmth and a reality so full of beauty and wonder ..... In that moment I knew five things..... I knew there was a God... I knew it had to do about Jesus Christ... I knew it had to do with the bible ... the cross... and that He was going to lead me somewhere that was going to teach me more about all that was happening around me.......

I had met the one who had knit me together in my mother's womb.. I had met the one who had known me before the foundations of the world.... I had met the one who sang over me... who loved me more than words could ever think to describe.... who thousands of years before had loved me and for the joy that was set before Him endured death upon a cross so that that moment could happen.... I had met Jesus and from that moment forward though there would be rough terrains to still walk upon I had grabbed a hold of one who had pursued me relentlessly all the days of my life and we began to walk together.......

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One of my Favorite Narnian Quotes...

“One word, Ma’am,” he said, coming back from the fire; limping because of the pain. “One word. All you’ve been saying is quite right, I shouldn’t wonder. I’m a chap who always liked to know the worst and then put the best face I can on it. So I won’t deny any of what you said, even so. Suppose we have only dreamed, or made up, all those things – trees and grass and sun and moon and stars and Aslan himself. Suppose we have. Then all I can say is that, in that case, the made-up things seem a good deal more important than the real ones. Suppose this black pit of a kingdom of yours is the only world. Well, it strikes me as a pretty poor one. And that’s a funny thing, when you come to think of it. We’re just babies making up a game, if you’re right. But four babies playing a game can make a play-world that makes you real world hollow. That’s why I’m going to stand by the play-world. I’m on Aslan’s side even if there isn’t any Narnia. So, thanking you kindly for our supper, if these two gentlemen and the young lady are ready, we’re leaving your court at once and setting out in the dark to spend our lives looking for the Overland.

A Brilliant Quote from Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,

but that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?"

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There is nothing enlightening about shrinking

so that others won't feel unsure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.

It is not just in some of us; it is in every one.

As we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.