Gifts Untold

I lost a gift from God…

It is 5:30 a.m. on a crisp, cool morning. God has granted the serenity to life, just like a calm before a storm. I am meeting you at the edge where two fronts collide. We chat over useless matters, like the weather. A smile is resonating from our soul as feelings of respect has grown.

We take turns surprising one another while trying to outwit each other’s spirit; laughing and joking about our day; and the immaterial worldly events. Sometimes, we exchange a secret or two about something we heard. Then one more under-the-collar comment and it’s off to our responsible lives. Oh the memories we have! Love is like a hobby – always there if we have time; and if we are too busy, it’s okay. We silently understand.

As the evening arrives, a surreal moment penetrates life. I surprisingly find that you are gone with not even a good-bye. My head hangs low, like standing at a memorial. What once was, is now gone. I’m shedding a tear for my dear friend, whom unbeknownst to me, has moved away.

The next day, I stand where we used to congregate. Like a tomb, it’s an empty house. The sky seems dark as even the sun shares in gloom too. I lost a gift from God… my dear friend is here no more.

You see, sometimes in life, God gives us untold gifts to enjoy. Perhaps it’s an ability to draw or write; maybe it’s a neighbor across the street; a friend who closes your door or takes out the trash when you are running late; the one who has your back when you aren’t watching. Yes, today and henceforth, I’ll miss the comradery, that lovingly formed, as our paths crossed in life.

But for now, it’s a void; an empty house of brick and wood that used to be a home…..that which will always be our friendship…..

Author: Dana Bicks LLC, Author

What you are reading on my website is the result of a miracle from God. I am not a writer, though I am a messenger. God took a very dyslexic guy from Severna Park, Maryland, who never read or wrote a thing, and told me I was going to write messages to share with others. I do not have a degree, and English was my poorest subject. Trust me, it's only through God that I write. As you read, understand that we all have the ability to receive the gifts that Christ would like us to have, gifts from God. It happened to me, it can happen to you. Let God enter your soul and rule your spirit!

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