Promised Child

I dreamed I saw an infant child fall from a changing table. Flailing then to rise again, I thought he was not able. But, he struggled until he found himself upon his hands and knees. It took some time but finally he forced his way to me. My soul travailed in terror as I watched the infant fall. I tried to move but couldn't then I cried aloud to God. God never let me reach for him. He forced the child to try. I was afraid that as he strove the tiny child would die. So when he rose on hands and knees and finally found his way to me, I asked God what his name was and God replied "It's Thee" . "Walk child walk" "Its not enough to crawl your way to me" Then I awoke and trembling My conscience said to me. I am where I would not be and would not be where I am if not that all was out of place when my life began! She was where she shouldn't be and he was deeply lost in sin because their lives were out of place. So where did it begin? So who's to blame as we proceed to blame the past for everything? Blame to blame, shame to shame again and again and again. Oh Promise child awaken! as I pass to you the task, to conquer all of our mistakes. Defeated by our pasts.