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Monday, October 20, 2014

The Real One

An acid smell of putrid coal lingers in the air and inflames her throat and nostrils, stinging her eyes. Handkerchief over her mouth and nose, she walks through the thick blanketing haze, discarding her 3rd cigarette for the morning on the cement, leaving the smolder unseen by those uncaring individuals. The great smog of London in 1952 seeped into the lungs and extinguished the lives of over 12,000 people.
Grateful for her last step, Sharon finally reaches her one bedroom apartment, but even as she opens the door the smog seems to invade her room in an haze, dark and sinister cloud. A report like gun fire sounds as a train passes near by and spills the alcohol she is pouring into a glass.She feels like a bird in a oil spill unable to save herself from her destructive life style.
She sees the small Bible  on her desk given to her by a friend. She slowly opens it expecting words of correction to leap off the page and slam her against the wall. Instead Jesus stands in front of her and with precious moments eyes, looking deep within her soul. He bypasses the smell of alcohol breath and speaks to her inner being. No Judgment.
She covers her emotional and physical abuse scares. He gently takes her hands and moves it away from the pain. She allows His light to shine in the agony of her distress. She hugs the Bible attempting to become one with it.

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