The Message in a Bottle
To Whom it may concern;
I don't know who you are, or where this letter may find you. But I am sure that we have a lot in common. We have made mistakes , loved and fallen prey to hate. We have prayed and hoped, even if we denied it fervently.
We have had dreams and expectations for our lives, even if they are just a passing wind in our distant memory.I am sure that you were walking along the beach thinking about the things that are lost, but not forgotten.
Wishing that things were different. As I am here sitting in this peer, thousands of miles away,writing this letter. So that you, only you, would find it. It does not matter where I am, for my name is inconsequential and my home is everywhere.
Let it suffice to state that the best of me can be found between these lines. My life is reduced to what my words can express, so is my intentions to give the last breath in me to surrender to God. A journey of a thousand steps that ends here.My hands are empty, so is my bag of blessings. As I have given them away to anyone that will accept it.
There are no bonds to this life of mine and that is why I can offer what I never had. So that you could see a glimpse of hope in yours. Yes. This vessel has traveled across the sea to reach you in this very moment, at this hour. Yes, God listens to your prayers, and walks along side of your weary heart. So your pain is his pain.No matter what is missing in your life, or what you think you lack, he completes you. He makes you whole.That is the message, He loves you! And so do I...
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