God Loves The Lost

Fiction By Mikaela Grace // 10/7/2014

I wrote furiously. Everything that came into my mind, was in a second on the cream coloured scroll. I had so much to express, and yet couldn’t get everything out and into words. I had bought the empty scroll with the little money I earned from working in the cotton factory. Being an orphan and having no one to talk to made me bottle away everything to myself, and I decided I could no longer keep it all in. I had to clear my mind, and get it all out. At first I had searched for a friend, but everyone rejected me, due to my ugliness. No one had ever loved me except for my Mother. My Father had left my Mother when I was born, he believed that I would bring bad luck upon the family because of my deformities and ill health. For this reason I had never loved my father. My Mother had always told me that if a person judges someone from the outside, then they will miss the beauties and qualities of that person. I loved my Mother, she was not only my Mother, she was my best friend, and only friend. When things went wrong, she was the one to talk to, and the one to make me feel like everything was going to be okay. But now, sadly, my Mother was dead, and I had no one to talk to. I was battling with the cruelties of the world, with no one to hold my hand and pull be through. I felt lost. And that was why I thought writing everything on this scroll would help me. I wrote for hours into the night. I knew I would be exhausted the next day, and would probably fall asleep while working at the cotton factory, but this was important. Then, I stopped. I realized I had nothing else to write. I was done. But I still didn’t feel right. I still felt lost, and I still felt alone, and well… I was disappointed. Writing everything on this scroll had been my last hope. I felt cheated. I yelled. I cried, and I felt hopeless. Why was life so hard? Wasn’t being poor, and an orphan enough? Wasn’t the world satisfied with the hardships it had already thrusted upon me?
Then, a bright light appeared in front of me. It shone so bright that I was afraid my eyes would ruin from looking at it. But as my eyes adjusted to the light, I saw a man. His face was the very picture, the very path, to everything I had ever wanted. He smiled at me, and I smiled back. His eyes were kindness itself. I was filled with something I hadn’t had for a long time, peace. The man spoke,

“Do not be afraid, for it is I, the Lord your God, creator of heaven and earth.” He said. His voice was filled with certainty, Wisdom, Honesty, and Love.

“Lord.” I said, falling to my knees. I didn’t know this man, but somehow I knew he knew me.

“Arise.” Said the Lord. “I have come to give you new life.”

Comments

This is so good, Mikaela!

This is so good, Mikaela! Such a good ending, too. I love your style of writing. Keep it up! I always look forward to your new posts, they're always so good. And in all of your writings I can tell that you are trying to glorify God (And I'm sure that you do!). Keep it up!
God bless you!

Damaris Ann | Thu, 10/09/2014

I am an overcomer through Christ alone, for the glory of God alone.

Thanks Damaris Ann! I love

Thanks Damaris Ann! I love writing and even more when my writing can have something in it to glorify God!

I really do love reading your posts too =)

Oh and I just wanted to thank you for all your super encouraging comments, and thanks also for taking the time to read my posts and also for posting a comment on like nearly all of my posts!!!! Thanks so much!
God Bless you too!

P.S On my page it says that I'm 11 but I'm 12, not quite sure why it says I'm 11....? Oh well :)

Mikaela Grace | Fri, 10/10/2014

Do Justice//Love Mercy//Walk Humbly

Thanks Damaris Ann! I love

Thanks Damaris Ann! I love writing and even more when my writing can have something in it to glorify God!

I really do love reading your posts too =)

Oh and I just wanted to thank you for all your super encouraging comments, and thanks also for taking the time to read my posts and also for posting a comment on like nearly all of my posts!!!! Thanks so much!
God Bless you too!

P.S On my page it says that I'm 11 but I'm 12, not quite sure why it says I'm 11....? Oh well :)

Mikaela Grace | Fri, 10/10/2014

Do Justice//Love Mercy//Walk Humbly

You're weclome! ;) I'm glad

You're weclome! ;)
I'm glad that I'm encouraging. Yes, it is a blessing to be able to glorify God with our writing. That's why we're here!
Yeah, my page made me a year younger too, I don't know why.
I can't wait to read your "Piano, Part one"!

Damaris Ann | Fri, 10/10/2014

I am an overcomer through Christ alone, for the glory of God alone.

Woah...dude. Mikki, you wrote

Woah...dude. Mikki, you wrote this?! That was really, really well written! Nice job.
Oh, and BTW, this is Hannah. Changed my username. :P
Love you, and keep writing, my friend!

Aredhel Írissë | Wed, 10/15/2014

:D

Hello! You haven't been on AP for ages!!! Nice username, so how do you pronounce it..................? lol :D
Yeah..... I did write it!
I'm really enjoying apricotpie, and thanks for commenting!
God Bless you!

Mikaela Grace | Wed, 10/15/2014

Do Justice//Love Mercy//Walk Humbly

Yeah, been kinda busy. My

Yeah, been kinda busy. My brother just got engaged a couple months ago, so y'know? :)
Thank you. Air-oo-ahn-aye Ar-eh-thel (as in the TH in that, not things) Ar-Feen-ee-el. It's name from a made up language.
And you're welcome.

Aredhel Írissë | Wed, 10/15/2014

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