it is hard to remember sometimes that i am not God said the soul. God did not answer. there was silence. in the silence it was hardest to remember
Satan said the soul. Satan
there are no names said the other. there are no bodies since last you died there are no names since only you remained
you drew me to sin said the soul. you placed it in my path
i drew it from you said the other. He placed it in you. only He is its author
then it is His said the soul. i am the blackest heart of God
then you have overcome what He could not said the other. you have lifted the stone. you have come to be righteous
i am not with God said the soul. i cannot be righteous. though i have learned to weep for all i have done i still wander from the path. though i have learned the love and fear of God I am undeserving of Him still. though i have learned not to wish i had never been i cannot go back to Him who made me
why do you never go to Him? you know the truth said the other
perhaps it is my calling said the soul. i am meant to be a sinner. it is my nature and my purpose
it is your pride said the other. you know it is your pride. you do not want to be only a part of Him. you think you are yourself said the other
you are no different answered the soul. why do you not go to Him? you were created by Him also. what are you said the soul. what am i? am i more like Him or more like you
i am more like Him said the other
for you it is a simple choice said the voice of God. for you there is no flesh to tempt you for you there is no death to fear for you there are no gods to love before Me. there is only you and I created you to be with Me
you created me said the soul. you created me me and not another. you did not need to make me a sinner
I created you for Me said God
i am tired said the soul. there is no death to long for and i have learned not to long but i am tired now; let me be
it is the being that makes you weary said the LORD. it is not a sin
I offer you the choice again
so soon? it cannot be so soon again said the soul
I offer you your choice again
i am afraid said the soul
you are not afraid said the voice of God
i do not want to go
you do wish it said the voice of God
i do said the soul
you too are weary said the soul
when the soul gave up its pride there was no more soul to choose it could not feel its end and with it it knew went the other and with them went all who had gone before them and with them all was God and God was and was not as He was before He created all that was and there were no angels left to sing for their LORD's sweet design and the last of all souls' redemption and maybe the soul was no longer weary when there was no soul to feel it and maybe He was purer now there is no greater joy
no one told this story there were no more stories glory
Christine, Dreaming