in a haze he looked and saw her elated. the sun shone bright where she was and she was holding a bouquet of flowers a man had just given her. you could see her beautiful face believed... as a sense of peace from relief had made its way into her core...
in panorama the camera pans behind her as the man that gave her the flowers slowly walks backwards and makes his way out the kitchen door... heading towards his car in a hurried pace.
suddenly the scene shifts to where his car winds up. far from where she was but in a place very "familiar" to him. there is no sun and there is no haze... only a Technicolor vision of the man getting out of his car, walking in slow motion towards the trunk and pulling out a pot of flowers. he looks around and heads towards a door, looks around before heading inside and disappears into an apt building where another woman awaited his arrival.
back at the first house, the first woman is seen throwing the bouquet that was given to her onto the floor as she doubles over from the pain. in tears she mouths the words "but why?!?" and suddenly, a strong feeling hits the man watching this all unfold. the pain, the hurt, the disillusionment and the feeling of "why does this keep happening?" washed over him as though he took some of it so she wouldn't have to suffer the brunt of it all. eyes welled up a bit and he found himself doubling over as he did one time before. "please don't let this be real Lord... please" he pleaded. "she cannot take any more of this..." and for the next few seconds... the feeling lingered on. a feeling that left him stunned and perplexed as to why...
someday he'll know it all but even if he doesn't... he knows that reasons are not always a prerequisite to purpose and that sometimes "purpose" without glory... doesn't always require a "why".
and all this to say: "your heart is being held and protected... you are loved, cared for and watched over"... I'm out
~moses apollo
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