Written, July 04, 2025/ Free of AI For the International Contest, Pick-A-Title, Vol 53 Sponsor, Edward Ibeh
Within the dark shadows, of an old church sanctuary; I confront life and choices I have made, face-to-face with God I kneel in prayer. The dark makes me braver, the shelter of the church wraps me in warmth; like strong arms caressing my soul and heart, giving me strength. In the dim I grow so sleepy, and fall into a dream; and I am in a forest dome of trees, wrapped in a soft gauzy veil lovely. I am afraid; until, I hear a voice. And what a divine voice, deep, soothing and loving; and I knew it must be the voice of God. Have no fear sweet child of mine, I feel your deep unhappiness; the doubt and sadness in your life, and because you have come to me- you are healed. All you have faced is erased from this moment on, go forth child, today is a new day and tomorrow is yours; and I woke up from my dream. I was in the old church sanctuary, with dim flicking candles . . .
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