Made Whole

Submitted by Damaris Ann on Sun, 01/17/2016 - 23:39

From conception I had issues. I had a bad heart.
There was hope for me, yet when I was born I was dead, with a mangled and crippled body.
But I was revived.
I was given life.
I was given a new heart.
I was ridiculed by many of the people around me. Pitied by some. Encouraged by few. I had days of wishing to die in my crippled state, or even to make my state worse out of spite.
But throughout my life each crippled and disabled limb was made right and new. It was a long, slow process, but it was a journey of beauty.
First, I was given hearing in my ears, then I received sight in my eyes. Each limb was gradually straightened and righted until I could walk perfectly, without erring in my step. It took a while, and I remember the first time it happened. It was when I first stepped through the gates.
And last of all I was given a mind of perfect understanding and a heart that beat pure and steady.
Now I am made whole.
I am Christian.

Author's age when written
17
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Notes

A little bit of an allegory. Had the idea last night. :)

Comments

This is good. It's very subtle--not at all what I was expecting, which was nice, and the way you wrote it everything was very vivid in my mind. Nice job!

Excellent work, Damaris! You did a great job of showing through your writing, rather than telling. Great work!

"Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad." ~ Anonymous

Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Showing vs telling has been my greatest giant that I face in my writing. You have no idea how happy your comment just made me. :) Bless you.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

This is actually really good. I read it twice to get the full meaning. You have a variety of short and long sentences...your writing has really improved.
"Each limb was gradually straightened and righted until I could walk perfectly, without erring in my step. It took a while, and I remember the first time it happened. It was when I first stepped through the gates." - thumbs up.
What I love is at the end of the passage, I realize you're in heaven and you are a Christian.
But one thought: yes, we were given a new heart. But only after we accepted it.

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thank you Megan, and thank you again! Day=made. Comments to me are like candy to a little kid but this one is pretty special. :) thanks again.
Very true. But, an added thought is that accepting is part of getting. Since our theology is different it would have different meanings to us. My view is that in order to be saved you must first be given a heart that desires to be saved. Only God can give you that heart. :)

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.