Dear God,
I have heard countless times of how one would sleep and never wake.
When I hear news such as this, I always imagine what would have transpired between those hours of the night. I have pondered deeply on whether our dreams are actually the real thing and this waking world is just a dream.
I know you have blessed me with the gift of sight, and I never really took it seriously, but a week ago changed it all for me. You saved my life, and I do not know what I would have done without you.
I remember the details all too well, like it actually happened. I am new to this faith thing and am trying to understand so much in such a short span of time. I never knew death was this dark and dreadful. I saw and felt it too clearly—its gnarly large fingers on my head.
I had never felt such horror before. I was so weak my knees gave out. The sound of that entity left a pitiless chill inside my spirit. I was helpless, and I knew within me that I would not wake.
The thought of my family passed through my mind—oh Lord, my heart broke at the thought of it.
All of a sudden, those thoughts I imagined in previous times rushed through my head. Everything happened quickly and, at the same time, slowly. I had never experienced something in that much detail.
It was a brutal moment for me, knowing I would never wake, never hold my dear ones again, and tell them how much I loved them. As I thought this, I could not see much because of the darkness that surrounded me. All I knew was that the ground felt wet, and fear paralysed me.
I shook violently, still on my knees, while this thing that I could not name was over me.
I saw no figure—just that monstrous hand on my head and darkness so thick it was impossible to see. Was that death, or was it something else?
It started to happen. I felt the life getting sucked out of me. I felt it almost leave my body, and for a split moment, I accepted defeat and knew my last moments were of this. So I summoned whatever strength I had and said a prayer—I would not even call it that. It was more like a statement.
“Lord, please accept my soul.”
I did not even say it out loud, but I thought it, and all of a sudden, a jolt of energy ran through me, and I felt life settle inside me. I stood as power coursed through me.It was a victorious moment. That hand—I grabbed and twisted it—and then the words left my lips:
“I am a child of God,” I repeated.
Light surrounded me, and then I started to see my surroundings.It was my childhood home. There was a man in front of me—I could not recognize him, but I saw the terror in his eyes. Even thinking on it now, I do not remember his face.
I have struggled with the idea of who I am for a long time, and now that I know, I hold it dear in my heart.The moment I woke, I was so cold and shivered for hours.I am alive because you thought I was worth saving.
I do not know what to say, but I am so honoured in this life to know who you are, and the fact that I am on this journey with you is the greatest achievement of my life.
Thank you
— Love from your child.
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