Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Torn Pages by Lessie Kelly
Torn pages edges frayed, there many of life’s tears have fallen and stayed. They’re on pages where deep lasting impressions have been made. Old and young, their pages are etched and worn. Now left permanently stained, not by time alone, but by this life’s pain; leaving the remaining pages that had surrounded them forever changed.
Torn pages that now contain, old photographs that have lost their frames. Faded, and yellowing, time and circumstance have claimed. At one time all the torn pages had been beautifully bound, but their covers were deceptive, a disguise, a facade. They did not allow the pages trapped inside to escape the ravages of time or to survive.
It is to Jehovah God that all the pages belong, even the ones that have been torn. Never was it his purpose for any of his pages to become frayed, worn or torn. He is the only one with enough love and power to cause this life’s painful page to turn. Soon all His pages will again be beautifully bound, and for them, everlasting life will be found.
I will see you when you wake up. From Aunt Lessie, Uncle John, Tabitha, Marcus and Leah
