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MY WALK
As I sat under the shades of a tree in the cool of the evening,
Watching the birds chirping and making melodious sounds pleasing to the ears,
As the ray of the setting sun hits softly on my skin....
As I heard a voice whispering to my tender ears;;WALK WITH ME..
  The sound of his sweet voice triggered an unending flow of joy in my heart,,.
 Stretching forth his hands, he pulled me on my feet.
Holding on firmly to his hands as we took a walk down a path pleasing to the human eyes...
   As I held on firmly, my fingers slipped into the hole on his palm, feeling shocked, I looked down on his palm.
As the shocking sight of the hole on his palm gotten from the cross drove a thick cold down my spine....
and I broke the silence and asked, why does it feel so fresh???
 He stood still as he held on firmly to my hands and looked straight into my eyes and said ;
  "MY BLOOD STILL SPEAKS", so how can the wound be healed????? 
     Still pondering on those words, we continued our walk....
Getting so curious, I asked, How long are we still gonna walk?????
 He smiled and said "This journey is for the patient, and patience is a virtue "
    Why does he speak in parable!!!  I thought within myself.....
"You will understand sooner", he said as he gave an answer to my thoughts..
  I kept shut as I enjoyed the sights during our walk.
          We are here!!  He said, as it dawned on me that he just led me to the cross...... And at the feet of the cross did we sit.
 Leaning towards him as I placed my head on his shoulders, with a sense of peace......
 We enjoyed every moment of koinonia we had... As my eyes made a careful gaze at the dripping blood, whose origin was from the masters cross laid carefully before our path..
  I smiled in amazement as I turned to the master giving him a questioning look!.
 He gave a warm smile and said;"THE BLOOD STILL SPEAKS".
 Reaching out his hands to my face as he cleaned the tears rushing down my eyes as that of a flowing stream,.
As I looked upon the pains and shame he felt on the cross..
 He gave a pat to my shoulders as he said;
Don't walk behind me,
Don't walk ahead of me,
But walk by my side,
With my hands intertwined with yours,
As we take same step,
Breath same air,
And share same heart,
Until you become 'ME'.
He pulled me up as we walked back to where it all began, as I thought of the cross and the man laid on it......
     By Emonbeifo Eseosa Eliora Gift
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