You sat there forever it seemed, waiting. Waiting for the Healer, the Strongman to put you in the pool -the Jacuzzi of Joy; Renewal; Healing.
Day after day passed without a word or breath of wind. You grew discouraged, angry, disgusted. You gave up --for whatever justified reason the human mind can ascertain-- and crawled away.
You are sitting there still, waiting. Waiting for the Healer, the Strongman to put you in the pool -the Jacuzzi of Joy; of Healing. Day after day has passed without a word or breath of wind. You hope because without it, you only have justification and the words of guilt, condemnation and visions of fear, imposed upon you by those preaching from every direction around the pool -from the roof tops, behind every pillar, beneath every green tree.
Some are traveling far and near, to get there because they have heard of this place. They come with their longing, their belongings; children, wallets and wives. But when they get there, will they do the same as the others before them?
Some will sit. Some will pray. Some will scoff and walk away.
But, each one cannot blame the other. Each came by their own choice.
Yet not one, not even the most hopeful of all, dared to do one thing:
Step in the pool: be healed, be joyful, be renewed, be restored so you could Walk With Him.
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