For Such a Time as This

As Gabriella walked solemnly toward the kitchen, a stray tear tried to break free from the confinement of her eye. She stopped, took a deep breath and continued with her six –year- old niece trailing behind. Her niece went straight to the pantry and wrapped her fingers around the jar of peanut butter. With a smile, she handed it to Gabriella. Gabriella then reached up and took the loaf of bread from the top of the fridge and set it ever so gently on the counter. She headed back to the fridge; unconsciously her hands grasped the fig preserves. She took two pieces of bread and spread the peanut butter across one and when she popped open the lid of the preserves, the sweet aroma from the figs filled her nostrils; with that came the memories of her and her grandfather, causing a smile to form on her once solemn face.

We are called for more,   our past does not define our future. Because,   In Christ we are   set apart, Destined for greatness,   long before our   birth. Nothing   will ever separate us from that love. Don’t conform to the pattern of this world we are not of it. But, of a world much greater, A world of peace, A world of joy. That place where God has called out so that our purpose may be revealed. In Christ, we are set apart so that His glory will shine through.

They walked along the old clay dirt road Their eyes are fixed on the road Ahead, their hands intertwined.Occasionally they gazed into one Another’s eyes; they smiled and though No words were spoken it was Evident that I love you Was expressed. The sun began To set, allowing the moon To take its rightful place for the night. They came to a stop in the middle of the Road, without a care or worry. They took the crickets melody Firmly to heart. As if in Sync, they raised their heads to The heavens, and watched The splendor of it all, took Each and every ounce of its beauty, Engraved that one moment into their Heart and mind so as to never forget. He twirled his newlywed and embraced her, Planted a kiss on her soft pink lips. The aroma of fresh rain filled them. They ran back, Still hand in hand, Letting the Rain fall upon them, not Caring whether or not they became dre...

I wrote this for a school assignment a couple of months or so back. Please tell me what you think.  “Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is-his good pleasing and perfect will.” (Romans 12:2.) #      Rebecca sat huddled in the corner of her dark, dreary, old and abandoned motel room. She lifted her head from her chapped knees and watched as the rain fell and tapped heavily against the grimy window.      The storm was her only distraction from the hunger pains that plagued her stomach. She wanted nothing more than to escape to the comfort of her warm bed but she knew she could not.      “How can they forgive me; I’m nothing but a failure,” she thought.           The wall that held back her tears came crumbling down. Her ...