Tapestry laid aside stained and worn. The design, a lion, a giant, slightly ripped yet whole. Stitches cover no imperfections but hold them together, the hope to be sold loomed like a fog over the tapestry. A man - decent, young, handsome, well-groomed, He gently caressed the seams, His eyes full of love ebbed not at the bad stitches. He put his cheek to the tapestry and closed his eyes - Comfort was his face. In the same position he looked up and paid the seller No bargain or conditions. He left. The seller, puzzled, wanted to know the reason for the buy After the streets had filtered to a trod and carts rolled away The seller went by the house of the young man. The sight was unbelievable. The man had placed the tapestry up on the wall - The lion, stained yet added a shadow, its faded colour, majestic. The giant, torn and mended, a weapon for its right hand. From there, there was nothing the seller could see that contained no imperfection.
Not a moment too soon, we judge. We judge others and ourselves. We judge others by their issues, character, outward appearance, work styles, family background and even likes/dislikes. We also judge ourselves - deciding to feel worthy, hopeful and loved, or useless, scarred and dispised. These are things we bring upon ourselves and force us to hide from someone like that young man. Let me tell you this today. THOSE ARE LIES. LIES FROM THE DEVIL. Your worth is not in the things you do, your hope is not in your sinful nature, neither your place in neglegence.
I had a chance to tell my story to four people so far, the lastest being the biggest blow. It was hard not to cry because it was painful and it still is. But I know that it is none of those experiences that made me who I am today but what I decided to do with them. I am who I am today because of the decision I make and I didn't just make them on my own accord. These were God-centred decisions and they are good. Because I knew the way and have gone the way, now I show you the way as others have done for me. There is place for repentance and a boundless grace and mercy awaits you in Him. Translate yourself from your kingdom of comfort to the Kingdom of heaven!
Kingdom Of Comfort - Delirious? Save me save me From the kingdom of comfort where I am king From my unhealthy lust of material things
I built myself a happy home In my palace on my own My castle falling in the sand Pull me out, please grab my hand I just forgot where I came from
Save me save me From the kingdom of comfort where I am king From my unhealthy lust of material things
I rob myself of innocence With the poison of indifference I buy my stuff at any cost A couple of clicks and I pay the price Coz what I gain is someone else's loss
Save me save me From the kingdom of comfort where I am king From my unhealthy lust of material things
Save me save me From the kingdom of comfort where I am king To this kingdom of heaven where You are king
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