Numbers

I knew it was there as I entered.  I slowly walked, opened it and stared.  Numbers.  Meaningless numbers.  I would have given all to have the author of these numbers here, within reach.  But all I had was numbers.  Numbers and memories.

 

I thought; “What use is this to me now?”  What I waited for all my life never came.  What I needed I never heard.  Words of love, acceptance, worth, regard.  Instead I was left with a piece of paper that had no real worth, and the knowledge that all had been completed. 

Through tears, I envisioned what would be next.  I would now be cast into oblivion.  There was no attachments.  No kinship.  Just shallow chatter.  So, I looked up toward heaven and remembered;

 From heaven the LORD looks down 
   and sees all mankind; 
 from his dwelling place he watches 
   all who live on earth— 
 he who forms the hearts of all, 
   who considers everything they do.

Psalm 33:13-15

Since I am convinced that He knows better, I will wait in hope for the LORD; for He is my help and my shield.  In him my heart rejoices, for I trust in his holy name.   May his unfailing love be with me; LORD, even as I put my hope in you; Psalm 33:20-22.


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