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The Countdown
A parable on Fathers grace as whispered to me Samuel Paul by the Father
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    The sun was warm, the sky a lovely bright blue, it was hard to appreciate that the end of days would soon engulf humanity.
The chosen one walked, lost in the days amazing beauty, out on a mission.
Walking the field towards a lone white house sitting in the distance, when something unexpected suddenly crossed his path.
It was a python, a very large python.
It circled and coiled to stand up and stare him in the eye, the moment interrupted by a dark natured tribesman.
He adorned in colorful paint of amber, jade and gold around the face, chest and legs, and wearing a crown of gold with like colored plumes with colorful skirt to match.
The tribesman spoke in a thunderous voice, "Where is the key!", "Find the key!"
The time was clicking and was now down to one hour, so the chosen one took a deep breath and continued his walk towards the house.
Coming up to the house, he befriended a little boy waiting at the steps.
He of curly golden hair, light blue eyes and adoring smile, "Hi...my name is Guardian", he said in a soft voice.
"I am building a garden", he smiled, " What kind of garden do you like?" he asked the chosen one.
"Oh, I like a garden with lots of farm animals, so there will be enough for all to eat" he replied.
He then looked over at Guardians father who smiled in his approval, smiling because his son never ever talks to strangers.
The time was ticking and was now down to a few minutes, and the chosen one turned to resume his walk.
When he heard the boys father cry out deep in prayer, the chosen on
e came to a stop and turned to see.
The father now on his knees was holding his son in tight embrace.
"O Father...forgive me father...for my son has yet to see his life" the words struggled to come forth as he held back tears.
The sky above quickly darkened and murmured, "Father...it is to you I entrust our lives" no longer able to hold back the tears.
"You have blessed me and comforted me forever....and I have been your slave in all that I do" he trembled and held his son lovingly.
The time clicked down to precious seconds, "Thank you Father, for this wonderful child who is a tribute to you."
"We are ready", the dark sky rumbled and flashed as the time clicked down to a final second.
The chosen one shut his eyes in expectation of what was to come, the father and his son did likewise.
They waited anxiously, when suddenly the bright sun burst through the dark sky and to a beautiful horizon.
The chosen one stood along with the father and son in admiration of the Mighty Ones grace and mercy.
The dark natured tribesman with his walking staff appeared in the horizon to direct his words in a gruff voice at the chosen one.
"Again!", "Find the key!", "For your mission is yet complete....and revelation will come!"
The tribesman threw his staff to the ground and it transformed into the large python.
He pointed towards the horizon and the python slithered ahead of him, and they walked to disappear beyond.
The chosen one turned to Guardian with final words, "Build that garden, for I will find you there, and we will walk upon the garden together".








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