Day 11 - A picture of something you hate.
I was going to use a picture of death, because death is what I hate the most but when I put "death" in a google search to try and find pictures, all I got was the grim reaper. I will not use a picture of the grim reaper even though I know that for centuries it has been the face of death. I don't believe that death looks like that, especially not if you know your Lord and you go home to be with him. I think death looks amazing in your final moments with your final breaths and I don't ever want to think that death looks anything but beautiful. I certainly don't want to think that it's dark and cold, and I won't believe that ever. I know that every member of my family, and all the loved ones I've lost have gone into the arms of our Lord, not into the arms of a reaper.
Instead of death, I chose fire. I am not afraid of much in this life. Mice, spiders, and snakes don't really phase me, I don't especially like them but I'm not afraid of them. The one thing I have been afraid of all my life is fire. Fire can start so suddenly and leave in it's path so much destruction. I hope that I never have to deal with this, and I pray that no more of my friends will have to either.
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