He's All I Have

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That night as I lay in bed my mind kept replaying Abigail's words to me.

'Jesus huh?' She laughed. 'Its so difficult to explain someone so great. Jesus is the son of God. He came down from heaven to this earth so that he could take our sin and give us abundant lives. He loves you so much that he died for you. You can now have a relationship with God because of his sacrifice. Jesus didn't get shot once and die immediately. For hours they tortured and mocked him. Then he was nailed on a cross and after everything, he died. The story wasn't over though. On the third day he rose again and now offers you and me a relationship with God through him and the work he did on the cross. Can you imagine a love so big that your mind can never fathom it. That's the kind of love that would keep an innocent man on the cross. That's exactly how God loves you and above all desires to have a relationship with you. It's yours for the taking as long as you believe in Jesus'.

She had also taken me through how sin came into the world, how sin could only be washed away by blood, what Jesus did and how to accept him. Abigail left me with a question. 'Jesus already did his part TC. Will you do yours?'

I remembered how happy she looked when she was explaining all this. It's like she had suddenly transferred into a world of bliss and happiness. Oh how I wished to feel what she was feeling in that moment. I was being introduced into a whole new world and I was trying to understand it. I felt like I was missing out on something amazing but then again I was a careful person. And like I told Abby, I would think about it. With my curiosity sparked, I knew all I would be doing in the upcoming days was to find out as much as I could about this whole topic.

I had also agreed to read the marked paragraphs in the book she gave me. She had explained that it's called a Bible and that it was God's word. Somehow reading what God had to say and the idea of having a relationship with him made me feel excited but as soon as the thought of my parents finding out came up, massive fear would creep in.

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Lately I have been spending all my time in my room. I usually go to Lucy's room and just talk but not in the past two days. I've been reading the Bible and to say it's interesting is an understatement.
The stuff in this book is fascinating to say the least. Most of the time when I read it it feels like it's being addressed to me specifically.

"TC!", my mother's voice called out in the hallway.

I swiftly jumped up and safely tucked away the book under my pillow just before she came into my room.

" I've been calling you." She said when she entered the room.

My brain scanned for a good excuse to give her. "Oh, yeah I've just been lost in thought" I said.

"Oh okay. I just came to tell you that we're going out to the lunch I told you about. You sure you don't wanna come?" She asked for the hundredth time that day.

"A hundred percent." I answered.

"There'll be food. Lots of good food. You still don't want to come?" She asked again. She knew I would always fall for the food trick, just not today though.

"No, seriously mom. I'm sure." I said.

"Okay. See you when we come back I guess." She said, giving up.

She walked to the door but came back to the bed and placed a hand on my forehead. "Are you okay?" She asked for what felt like the upteenth time.

"Yes, why do you keep asking that?"

"Well, you are seating here, not reading or anything and now you're refusing an offer to go eat." She stated.

I guess she knew me more than I thought. I had to come up with a good lie. "It's just that results are a week away and I'm stressed out about them." I said.

"Oh you know you'll do good." She checked her time. "We've got to leave now. Bye." She said waving her hand.

"Okay bye."

My father was taking the family to one of his rare lunches because he didn't want us interacting with too many people. My mom had been trying to get me to go because she knew it would be long before we had another chance to. The real reason why I didn't want to go was because I already had plans. Abby said they're having a 'service' and I seriously wanted to go. I knew this would probably be one of the few times my parents would go out whilst a service was going on so I grabbed the opportunity.

Once I was sure everyone was gone, I quickly dressed up and left. I didn't have much time. My parents would only be gone for a couple of hours and I had to come back before they did. I knew it was risky but somehow I had some inner strength to go.

The place had people all around when I arrived. It felt like every eye was boring into me but I knew it was because I wasn't used to being around new people. Luckily Abigail walked out right when it started to feel awkward.

"Hey. You made it! I've got soooo much to show you. Oh and I think you should meet our pastor, he's amazing but for now we have to go into the service."

She led me inside and the environment inside was calm. Even though people were talking and chattering, I could feel the calmness. We got to our seats and a few seconds later, people went to the podium. One guy asked on the mic if everyone was ready to praise God and the way people screamed said it all. Somehow they were happy to do this praise thing.

I finally realized that a praise song was one they could dance to and these people really danced. We also got to 'worship' but these songs were much slower. People, the same age as I were crying and lifting their hands on high, moms, grandparents, they were all participating. I also felt at peace and I just followed suit and lifted my hands. Later on, a man came and talked about stuff in the Bible. He also mentioned Jesus and if anyone would like to receive him.

That's when I looked at my watch and realized I had overstayed by half an hour. I mumbled a quick bye to Abby and rushed home. I opened the door and stepped inside. The house was silent, with not a single soul inside. I sighed with relief when I realized that I had done it, I had made it on time.

ThatChristianKid

31/03/2018