I Am Truly... Just A Visitor To This Earth...

It seems that since the day of my birth... I have been living this life planned out for me by God. He chose which body to place my spirit into. He knew the intricacies of the woven bonds that would tie me to the family I was given to. He chose the spirits that would cross paths with mine during my life. He knew the ones that would come dear to my heart. He touched the corners of our lives with love and friendship. I believe that He also gave me the most sensitive of hearts... the kind that bleeds tears in a fraction of it's beating.

He has given me compassion for those who deserve and need it. He has given me love to share that is unconditional... a gift that has been passed through my own mother's spirit... to mine. He has also placed in my heart... a barrier... of sorts. One that blocks out untruths and deception. I can still see the untruths and deception... but I do not succumb to it.

I have never wandered the earth in search of the true meaning of life. I have never felt the need. I have never questioned MY God... He has never given me any reason to. I have never had to see for myself what lies beyond the truth that had been placed in my heart as a child. I have never had to hide under the veil of darkness or cower in a shroud of evil that has been placed in the hearts of some.

I have never slandered anyone for being different than myself. I have never forced my beliefs on anyone. I have never humiliated anyone for lack of better use of something to do. I never threw rocks as a child... and I will never throw stones as an adult.

I will walk on this earth until the day I am called home. Home being a place far grander than even the richest of minds could imagine. I am but a stranger in this land. There is not one single place I could go to... that I would feel completely settled. There will always be a pull towards a land not of this earth... far beyond humanity. I can feel it in my heart.

I can only pray for those spirits that have been placed deep in my hearts path... that they too... would share the far away desire of a home that is nothing short of perfection. A place where there are no worries or fears... no lies... no pain... no heartache. A place where you cannot feel the sting... from someone that you love... when they have literally slapped your heart across it's face.

I would never in my life make fun of anyone for what they believe in... it is not in my heart to even consider it.

I am but a foreign spirit... placed on this earth... to search for the true meaning of life... to share the true love of God with those I may not ever know... I am a keeper of memories, good ones and bad... I am delicate, yet strong... I am naive, yet I know more than you think I know.

I will walk to the end of my days... keeping with me those that I love... tucked deep inside my soul. And... in the end of all days... I will keep watch for those that I love... in hopes that my love for them has been strong enough to bind us all together in that place that is far better than here... and I will shed tears of joy when we are bound in freedom in eternity... and I will shed tears of agony for those who are lost in the lies of this earth who will never see the greatness that is stored up for them.

How do I tell them? How do I convince those hardened hearts? How do I invite them to share in the richest of all riches... being... the true and unconditional love of the maker of the spirits of those who love Him?


1 Peter 2:3-12 NIV
The Living Stone and a Chosen People

As you come to him, the living Stone - rejected by men but chosen by God and precious to him - you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. For in Scripture it says:

'See, I lay a stone in Zion, a chosen and precious cornerstone, and the one who trusts in him will never be put to shame.'

Now to you who believe, this stone is precious. But to those who do not believe,

'The stone the builders rejected has become the capstone,'

and,

'A stone that causes men to stumble and a rock that makes them fall.'

They stumble because they disobey the message - which is also what they were destined for.

But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light. Once you were not a people, but now you are the people of God; once you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy.

Dear friends, I urge you, as aliens and strangers in the world, to abstain from sinful desires, which war against your soul. Live such good lives among the pagans that though they accuse you of doing wrong, they may see your good deeds and glorify God on the day he visits us.


Is it not true what is written? I do not beg to differ. (I found 1 Peter 2:3-12 after I wrote my own thoughts.)