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By Jan Salazar
08/25/09
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From God to Here

Oh, it is so bright, cold and loud, I want to go back. Please God, let me come back. I remember You told me it would only be for a little while, and then I can be with You again. But really God, I don’t think I want to be here at all. I felt so safe and never afraid when I was with You. I am already afraid out here it seems like a very harsh place. Are You sure this is the place You created, because so far it doesn’t seem anything like You. Can’t I please stay with You? I loved it, it was so warm, and listening to Your voice made me feel so safe. It was so wonderful there with You and just dark enough to sleep and rest while You knitted me together.
My eyes never hurt like this, I don’t even want to open them, the light is too bright and it hurts. Oh, and now some very cold hands are touching me, and they are rough. These hands are not soft and warm like Jesus’ were, when I use to feel Him comforting me during my restless growing spurts. The voices are so loud, people talk very loudly out here. Oh, it is to, to loud, this is nothing like listening to Jesus’ voice telling me stories when I couldn’t sleep. His voice was so soft and I could tell how much he loved me. I hope someone here has a voice like His.
Mmm, finally, a soft blanket around me, my mother’s warm arms holding me against her; they turned down those bright lights so my eyes feel better; all those loud voices are gone. Oh, this feels much better, now I remember my mom’s soft voice and the feel of her body protecting me and I’m not as frightened. But God, does she know those stories that Jesus would tell me? Will she tell them to me all of my life so I will never forget them? I hope so, I loved those stories. I hope she starts telling me His stories about You right away, to help me fall asleep, just like He did, because I am pretty tired after this long day and I would like to get a good night’s sleep.
God, if she doesn’t tell them to me, will you please ask Jesus to? See God this seems like such a strange place, I never want to forget those stories about what it will be like when I get to live with you again.
God, couldn’t I have stayed with You? It was a much nicer place. Don’t forget me God, and please tell Jesus to keep telling me the stories, I know I will hear Him wherever I am, even if He only whispers, I will always know His voice.

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