Blank agony.
Death stares through his eyes, fear turns him pale, lies make him weak. And, I can not help.
No words are enough. No promises convince him. He believes the voices and receives the condemnation. His hands cover his ears when I speak of forgiveness. Dulled eyes stare back, unable to see hope that waits beyond the door. Yet, until he turns the latch, there is no hope.
Faith is gone.
Hear my prayer, Oh GOD! He cannot pray. Save him! Reach him with words he can believe in, while there is life left – to save.
Sleepless nights of incoherent words. Tormenting dreams cry out from half-sleep. The claws are digging into his brain, mesmerizing, seductive hate. “This one will not recover. He deserves to die – he has said it himself. There is no redemption left for such a one. No sacrifice. Believe it and die.”
Doubt your doubts, Beloved, and the grip is loosened. Wonder at the dawn and a light will break! See arms opened and receive love and forgiveness. I am still here. God is still here.
You are loved. Always.
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