I was running.
I looked back, He’s running after me.
Why? Does He need something from me?
Have I taken something from Him?
I tried to stop, but my feet kept on running. I looked at my feet, I noticed my shoes. Oh friend it’s so nice, it looks pretty much like the one I wanted to buy a week ago. It looks good with my feet. Oooh, maybe that’s the reason why I can’t stop.
I FEEL GOOD.
I continued running. I’m tired but I couldn’t stop. I saw crossroads, I’ve read the signs. One way says, “HIS Way – dead end after one block”. The other says, “RIGHT Way – life goes on and on and on..”
While running I had to choose. I wanted to stop so I’ve decided to take “HIS Way”. But the very moment I reached the corner, my feet turned to the “RIGHT Way”. WHY? I got more confused. But I couldn’t do anything. I continued running.
Then I passed by a mirror. I saw my reflection. Cool, I haven’t noticed I was wearing a very nice pair of jacket and tight denims. Now I know why I didn’t choose HIS Way. I wanted to run more. I wanted to be seen more because I know..
I LOOK GOOD.
I continued running. I looked back again to see Him. He’s still running after me. He looked worried. I ran straight ahead. Then I saw a light. Suddenly my feet stopped. I held my breath. My heartbeat was so fast, I felt like I can’t breathe enough. I looked at the light, slowly it faded away. When it’s gone, I saw a big mirror. I saw my reflection once more. Then I saw Him too. I looked back to see Him personally.
There He was – sweaty, tired, and.. crying?
I looked at the mirror again. I looked at my reflection from head to toe. The jacket.. denims.. shoes.. They made me feel good, look good.
BUT, they weren’t MINE.
I felt His hand on my shoulder. Then, His embrace.
“My child, I will give everything you need. But these things don’t belong to you. See? You’re wearing a pair of shoes which can’t stop. It led you to the wrong way. You didn’t choose “HIS Way” which was MY Way.. you didn’t choose it because you wanted MORE.. MORE limelight, MORE applause.. MORE praises..
But did you notice? Because you chose the “RIGHT Way”, you just ended up so tired. It may be the right way, but it’s not the BEST. My way will always be the best for you, my child. Now, give them back to me. Underneath is more beautiful. Believe Me, have FAITH in Me..”
Slowly, I looked at Him. And one by one, I put all of them off.. jacket, denims,shoes..
And TRUE enough, underneath is MORE BEAUTIFUL. A dress made just for me.
JUST FOR ME.
I gave Him back what I used to wear.. what I used to love. THEY WEREN’T MINE.
ALL of those which gave me applause.. praises.. those which made me feel good.. look good..
They weren’t mine. I STOLE THEM.
Now, the true owner is running after me. Weird, He shouldn’t do it.
BUT, He did it for me.
For a ROBBER like me.
For a SINNER like me.
I was chasing my FAME. But sadly, at the expense of His GLORY.
Now, He’s chasing His.
I’ve given back what I’ve stolen. BUT, it was just a part of it.. a TINY part of His glory. A big part is still missing.
Who’s stealing the glory?
Check it out my friend. You might be one of them.
