Out of the shadow...contd.

I can imagine you crawling the streets of new york city on a sunny day amongst people on their way to "somewhere". You are a crawling baby with a white diaper, with your green blanket being dragged right along your side. Noone notices you but ironically noone stumbles over you either. Noone stops to aknowledge that there is an unsupervised baby amongst them and in an attempt to get their attention you give up and crawl onto a side alley. They alley is much darker than the busy street of NY but the seclusion was much more comforting. You fall asleep as a baby on your green blankey and wake up a young girl. You have now cut your green blankey into two pieces to make a halter and a skirt; as you noticed the people in the alley were staring upon your nakedness. This green blanket became your fig leaves and even then you were looking for the Father to appear in the garden (alley) and rescue you, but you saw Him not . The people are now starting to notice you and as they approach, you exprience fear. The woman of the night is compelling you to shake what yo mama gave you while the pimp is promising to give you the world. There is muslim trying to sell you a bean pie while the drug addict encourages you to take a hit. As they slowly approach you, you spot a large green dumpster near by. You sprint to hide behind the dumpster and now all you see are the hands of the woman of the night, the pimp, the hustler, the bean pie man, the druggie,....trying to reach you but you are out of range. It was hard to tell which wanted you the most but as you gazed at the brick wall you notice their shaddows. It appeared that the pimp was eager and had a plan for you and your green blankey. As you see his shaddow approaching nearer and nearer, you close your eyes really tight and pray that the Father would rescue you not now...but right now. You open your eyes and the shadows are gone. You peek from around the dumpster and see nothing but clothes scattered amongst the alley. The only shadow you notice on the brick wall now is your own. You are much taller now and have no use for your green blankey anymore. So you pick up the scattered clothes and one piece at a time you put them on. You put on the woman of the nights shoes, the drug addicts hat, and the pimps suit. On your way to walk out of the alley you notice the muslims new paper in a puddle of water and you pick it up to and the head lines read "A MIND IS TERRIBLE THING TO WASTE". You pick up the paper and found an inspiration to become a student. You run out of the alley on your way to higher education and remembered that you forgot the pieces to your green blankey so you run back and get it. Not sure what you will use it for now you wrap both pieces aroung your neck to compliment the pimped out suit you were rocking. You are now sitting in class and notice that your clothes have been carrying a stench and is causing you to become sick. You pay it no mind and as you walk across the stage on graduation day your heart is heavy. Who am I?...you ask. Am I what I wear or now what I know. You become employed and experience by experience you have the courage to seek a new wardrop for you know that you cannnot go somethere new wearing something old. You strip yourself of your covering yet naked again but now you know where to go for clothing. You are now dressed for the occassion coupled with your green blannkey (scarf)....oh what a show stopper you are! You are taking the world by storm but there is a lingering nagging question in your mind that wont allow your spirit to settle: Lord, why didnt you save me from the alley? Those experiences have caused me much pain and they still follow me to this day. The Lord replies, I was not the white man, with blonde hair, that you were looking for to break the sky for you but I decided to be the dirty green dumpster instead. As you stand in amazement not having the answers but feeling blessed beyond measure you smile and vow to be the green dumpster for someone else. But then the Lord says: no you have it all wrong. I will continue to be the dirty green dumpster but I will allow you to be the muslim newpaper. You smile and the convenant between the two of you have been established. Out of the shadows and into the light; your light and not the image (shadow) of another. You lift your head and thank the Lord for his grace and to show your surrendering will you take off your green blankey scarf from around your neck attempt to throw it in the big dirty green dumpster. The Lord then smiles on you and replied: keep the scarf my dear for it will keep you humble as a reminder of the little baby crawling on the streets of new york with the white diaper and green blankey dragging at its side....

trash can is the Father...shadows