Three

 

First, I had been living a hedonistic lifestyle pursuing sensuality when the fruit of such an empty existence was falling from the tree to lie in waste.  Second, the deepest longing that had been buried for so long was groaning and filling my heart and mind with hunger and thirst for more than momentary pleasure.  Third, a flesh and blood man became the intense desire of my will.  Then, when I seemingly captured the object of my heart’s desire, this too proved to be folly.  Golly!

 

No ship no rudder, I concluded.  Now what?  Am I the only desperado to realize life is meaningless?  I began to wonder.  No, came the response booming from my own bowels and brain.  “You need not wander in the desert.  It is a question of choice and a matter of deciding.” 

 

Instantaneously, it seemed from every voice the sound of truth began to float all around me.  It flooded, seeped into and bathed me.  Like a geyser it sprang from a place unseen and below the surface but rose and burst onto the scene with warmth and bubbled with life. 

 

That was when I slunk down to the ground only to climb to my knees and cry for mercy and forgiveness knowing, like the woman caught in the act of adultery, I deserved neither but had been granted both.

 

Yvonne A.

Feb. 2021