The Worship
They said therefore, “What is this that He says, ‘A little while’? We do not know what He is saying.”
(John 16:18 NKJV)
Therefore you now have sorrow; but I will see you again and your heart will rejoice, and your joy no one will take from you.
(John 16:22 NKJV)
I found myself in a ship that was full of holes and burned from the inside out. Don’t know how I got there. But this was not the place for me. But I knew I had to remember this place that I would be freed from because there were others hidden from view. They wanted desperately to be free from this hip full of holes.
But this place was our only shelter there was nothing out there but open sea. None of us knew where to find shelter on the open ocean. We saw no Captain of this large boat, we were adrift. Then suddenly I saw with my eyes my fellow passengers. Wounded and broken bandaged and bruised. We waited there for someone to attend to us. The Doctor never showed his face.
At that time anyone could have shown up in His place weather they be friend or foe and said they came in the Doctors name/place. We did not think to pray so we just waited for someone, anyone to come. And we drifted on to our destination. My nearest fellow passenger spoke to me trying to pass the time: These holes were not the normal wear and tear of time. This boat was meant to be a warship.
I wonder how long we are going to be here in this boat without the Doctor. Will He come? We need Him to come now. But if we die in this place we all have decided to wait for the Doctor. Where is He anyway?
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