Encouragement, Love, Hope
There was a man that struggled with every step and walked each step with fear. As we all know when you walk and pave a path of fear, the steps slow down and the true light of faith dims. His family did, however, stand behind him. Though his steps were slow and not going far, his family followed covering each of those steps with encouragement and hope.
As he kept walking and turned his head, the people who cared most weren't clear. His fear had taken over and there was uncertainty that slowed him down even further. The family that stands behind you is the one who gives you the push you need to keep going.
The man was saddened with fear and started to sob. Mystery of the unknown was the overwhelming door he wasn't ready to open. His family followed right behind him, saying, "We are there for you, you are strong; you can make it through the toughest path with the strongest light of hope."
It seemed he couldn't hear all that was said. It was as if he wasn't truly listening to the strongest words, but to the heavy negativity that kept drowning him in his fear.
His steps slowed down even further. He cried some more and was shaken even more by the unknown that was ahead. It was that he didn't want to take a chance of what could come ahead, what could be the most enlightening and most life changing steps he could take to better himself in the future.
His family still stood behind him with every step he took. Every time he looked back it was getting dimmer and dimmer, but they were still there. They spoke softly to him, "Everybody has risks in their lives, even obstacles they must over come. It will only make you stronger in the end, without risks in life, there is no chance."
He didn't hear them speak; he heard it as if it was another language, something so far from understanding.
The man found a bench and sat down. He was tired and didn't want to walk any further. His eyes filled with tears that streamed down his cheeks. His hands starting to cover his face, drowning in the fear that was overwhelming him. Again his loving family was there, but he couldn't see. They were around him with heart-filling encouragement and love, and best of all, that blessedness of hope.
The man lay down on the bench; his tears had soaked his cheeks and palms of his hands and fell asleep. When he awoke, his eyes slowly opened, trying to look around, finding that he was in an unfamiliar place. His vision was a bit fuzzy. He looked down and started to realize he wasn't on the bench anymore.
He saw his legs and started to look up further; he was in a hospital gown. The man's eyes grew even more confused. He stood there in silence as his head slowly tilted up. He didn't understand why here was there.
His eyes turn and he looks, as he notices numerous cords that look like a clutter of spaghetti. Those cords were hooked up to him. He blinked again in confusion. He let out a sigh and looked down. A familiar voice started to speak, "So glad you made it out of surgery; see you were going to make it. You did have the strength and courage after all."
His eyes raise and slowly look over as his wife stood by his side. A reassured sigh and a smile she gave to him. Then, other family spoke to him, "I'm so glad you are okay. See you were strong enough and you did make it through the unknown."
He looked around at his loving family and said, "But I was asleep and I didn't see you there. I thought I heard something, but didn't hear it clearly."
One of his family members said, "Well we were here for you, speaking to you, encouraging you to be strong and get through this. You just went through heart surgery a day ago so we weren't there with you during the surgery, but you did carry us in your heart through it."
He popped a smile on his face and cried a tear of joy looking upon the family that was there for him.
"Yes, now I figure why I couldn't hear as well. But as much as I wanted to hear you, my heart was being worked on. My family is always in my heart and my mind... and even with the weakest heart that needed repair, a love for family can never be taken away."
Copyright © 2013 Amy Masella
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