Once there was a young little boy by the age of 8.
He was a happy child, leading a life with many friends by his side.
His family members never cease to showcase their love for him, indeed it was a blessed life.
Until one event changed everything.
The tragedy had occurred, his great grandmother had laid recumbent for a very, very prolonged amount of time.
He was confused.
All the adults seemed rather sad.
Some of them were weeping tears, tears of deep sorrow.
Everyone seemed to be caught in some sort of hysteria.
Before he knew it, his great grandmother was being moved to someplace downstairs and laid in a large wooden box.
Her lips were unnaturally pale.
Her eyes shut, and her body was still.
That was the first time he came face to face with Death itself.
One solemn night, the memories came back to him again and again.
He wondered, "What would happen if I died?"
His heart cried for an answer.
While his family members were fast asleep, he got off the bed and went on his knees.
That was the first time he did it, not before anyone.
He clasped his hands, closed his eyes, and made a plea.
"I don't want to die O' God. I want to live."
At that point of time, he had no real idea of who God really was.
All he had was that little faith in his heart, the motivation of having to live a life even after he died was all but too overwhelming.
After all, Death had sapped what little courage he had left.
Unknowingly, these thoughts would continue to linger in his sub conscious mind.
Life itself had become seemingly meaningless, as he discovered at the age of 11.
Study, Work, Earn Money and eventually die.
There was hardly any meaning in it.
He sought hard to find the truth in life.
Unfortunately, there wasn't much use searching for it online.
He continued to live life, but with a much brighter appeal to it.
Always looking on the bright side.
But sometimes it was hard when disaster strikes time and again.
At the age of 12, he lost his grandmother.
Several times, he would continue to ponder of thoughts of the afterlife as well as the purpose of living.
There were numerous texts and examples on how one should live their live to the fullest, but none were able to help him find the way to complete his chapter.
None provided satisfying answers.
He wanted to pen his own life.
November 2006, after an invite from a classmate to come to church, he was somehow finding his long-sought for answers from the sermons of the pastor.
However, he was opinionated about one thing, all these things were connected to some entity called "God" and at the same time, took on differing names including "Jesus" and the "Holy Spirit".
All that was unknown to him.
But somewhere in his heart, he felt and desired to know this "God" that the church members knew so well.
One saturday evening, midweek in November, the pastor opened up the door for him.
He spoke, with much divine authority, that it was possible to know this "God', this "Jesus" of whom he did not know.
His heart was suddenly moved, when the pastor said that it was possible to have life, and life more abundantly, even after he died.
There was once again, the little faith that he kept in his heart.
He reached into and proclaimed in his heart, "Yes, I want to know this Jesus, who could provide an answer to my long fear of death."
On that night, he gave his heart to Jesus.
On that night, he felt transformed.
On that night, he felt renewed, as if there were new life breathed into him.
On that night, he received the Greatest Gift of All - The Love of Christ.
Almost immediately, he had a renewed passion for life.
It was unthinkable that he once had thoughts of suicide, for there was truly no meaning in living life.
But now, with new confidence, he presses on with fiery determination for his goals.
To be a high achiever, for the glory of his God.
To think the little plea he had made 7 years ago, which he had nearly forgotten over the years, had come to pass just as he was at his lowest depths.
The plea for everlasting life.
He confessed with his mouth, and received it by confession of not only the mouth, but the heart also.
If God can remember the smallest plea in your heart, one that you've forgotten with time,how much more so would He know what your really desire in life.
See if you had one chance, to renew your passion, seek the depths of your heart or find a complete understanding to your existence, would seize the moment, or let it all fade away?
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