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Dear Lord,
My heart trembles as I write this to you. Every bone in me is crying out for your help. My spirit faileth within me and I do not know where to turn to. I tried calling my pastor several times. After several attempts, He finally picked up the phone.
“Pastor, it’s me, Bimbylads…” I said, on the verge of tears.
“Bimbylads, how are you?” he asked. I could hear the piano playing on the background, so I figured he was in church.
“I have a problem pastor...” I began. My tears began to slide down now.
“Bimbylads…..” he pauses to take a deep breath. “I am in church, really busy, can you call me back?” He says, sympathetically.
“b-but….” I trail off, unsure of what to say. He had hung up.
I cradled the handset and wept.
Once again, the arm of man had failed me. The last time I called, He had said the same thing.
I hadn’t heard from my father in ten years or more. My husband was a wonderful man, but I still needed help….
So I wept…until my eyes were sore, and my head throbbed. I wept so hard that I almost missed your still, small voice calling out to me.
“Abimbola..” You called me, by my name. That made me smile. I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and stilled my hiccups.
“Is that you Lord?” I asked, not daring to believe that you had called me.
“Have you tried reaching out to me?” You asked, sternly but softly.
I stop to think about the question you just asked me.
“When have you ever called me and I have been too busy to talk to you?”
I sighed, realising that what you said was true. I had totally sidetracked you in my desperate bid to reach the Pastors!
“Abimbola, try me” you said again. “Write me a letter tonight…”
“A letter, Lord, why a letter?” I dared ask.
“It’s what you do best” You replied.
Then I picked up my pen and paper, and decided to write to you.
You said in your word, and If I am correct, the book is Matthew, chapter 11 verse 28: That, I should “Come, all you who labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest”. So, here I am Lord.
You created the heavens and the earth.
All that is in it are yours.
You created me, and gave me the air that I breathe.
You formed me in my mother’s womb. Created me in your own image.
You called me your child, and then sent your Son, to shed his blood for me.
Because of me, Jesus died…..
So, here I am Lord
I need your help. I am scared, lonely and afraid.
Hold me close Lord…….
Forever, I pray in your loving arms
Yours,
Bimbylads, a growing worshipper
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