The Certainty of Freedom
Updated: Oct 18, 2018
I thought if I could go home just one more time I would be at peace with it all.
Deep down in my being, I had this feeling, a wanting, a longing.
If I could embrace my heritage one more time, maybe, just maybe, all the hurt would stop and I could go on, never looking back.
I wanted to bring back something, a piece of home, a pleasant memory of
loving and hugging people that were close to me. Something that would fulfill my soul forever so I would never have to look back to my youth, my people, my country, my memories.
I was eager to go then, preparing, making sure I would not forget to take what I needed and couldn’t do without.
Years later, I realized that the longing in my soul had not been for the home I once left, but a longing for my future home, promised to me. I remember leaving my country, sadly waving good bye to my loved ones, the tears running down my face and considering the possibility of not returning and ever being able to embrace my past again. WHAT would happen if I did and would I be happy for sure? Those memories have changed.
Because I walked through the Open Door of the promise of eternal life.
The promise of joy, no more sorrow, no more tears, no more sickness but a life of abundance and fulfillment.
I no longer had to wait.