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By M'Kayla Kelly
07/22/05
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Soul Silence

She ran to the darkness. Old friend that it was and it welcomed her. The blackness of the cold high desert wind blew relentless – a reminder of all that had been lost. So much had happened so quickly. So much change and ….what to do now. Where is the answer? Desperation like a heated poison welling up becoming crazed thoughts begging her to go faster, to drive, and outrun the sickness. The shifting emotions, wild, deep crying out again and again to the deep, asking is there any way back home now…I cannot see to find my way.

No speed, nor all the power of the beloved red car would help her escape the mania as the confusion overwhelmed her young mind…a light shining from the road behind… What? Looking up, a strange turning, the cocoon of her car peeling away in layers with the sound of breaking glass…or is it the sound of my soul shattering?? The instant presence of blackness of true darkness in utter silence, unknown, untouched until now. I want to go back. The darkness deceived me. It is not my friend. I am sorry. There is nothing and no one to hear…is my soul silent?

In the still silence, I hear laughter.

Brightness. A suddenness of whiteness, bright prisms like broken shards of glass flash before me, arching into rainbows of emerald green. Am I still in my car? Is this the light that was following behind me on the road? No….Shades of purple and blue swirl and wash over me melting into shades of colors I cannot name. Quickly, warmth…a strong warmth though, like heat of the summer sun. I hear water flowing, no- rushing water like waves against the seashore. Did I fall asleep on the beach? That is it. I am dreaming. Mommy…?

Something just touched my face. It came from the sun. But that isn’t the sun really. It came from out of the light– what is that light- and touched the side of my cheek. Again…just like that – only this time on the left – softly, almost a tickle. Are those feathers? It isn’t coming out from the light, though. It is the light. Feathers, small hands? Is someone giggling?

I hear music. Is that my alarm clock? Oh, I’m silly. Turn it off. Someone is singing a song I knew from long ago. Yeah, but from when? I don’t quite know. Then the closeness of a presence, hands lifting my head, embracing my face. Someone is here with me. I feel a wind, not like before in the darkness, but gentle this time, like a breath. Someone is breathing on me.

I feel rain like tears falling down on me. Is someone crying over me? There is that sound of rushing water again. But with the sound of water this time there is the presence of great comfort, great peace flowing out like a river. A river of tears. His tears. Yep, it’s Him. Undeniably Jesus.

Yes, now I can see to find my way Home.

In Memory of Jessica Nichole Brown, April 27, 2002
Revelation 21:4 And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be nor more pain for the former things have passed away. (nkjv)

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