Message In A Bottle Message In a bottle Detached washed up on a desert island, emotionally torn. I had survived but only just from being shipwrecked. A brutal storm had battered my boat into submission, sending her to Shoal. This was my seventh day in solitude, walking along a beautifully tranquil sandy shore, watching for any signs of ships that I might be able to desperately signal too, till now the only ship I saw was far away distant, like my soul. Looking down I spied a glinting coin in a bottle. The coin had an image gloriously created. It had no human mark, normally found on coins. It showed love, purpose, and someone with rich ideas, a strong creative plan, lovingly designed created the best, priceless. I wondered why a King or sovereign was not emblazoned on this piece, coin was familiar to me all I imagined. It was elegantly cushioned in three layers of woven cloth, nothing inferior, unique colourful in design, exceptionally made, with a male and female influence of compatibility. This had to be the Alpha thing I ever found on my desert island. It was key to my deep despair and loneliness, making my tired face smile. In solitude, yet touching the delicate cloth, eyes were opened slightly to an understanding I could relate to, I didn’t feel cross with myself anymore for my own misfortune. “Don’t judge yourself, judgement has been achieved once and for all.” Voices flooded thoughts, it was strange, my spirit felt reverberated with the Word. “Power brought to you a message in a bottle, to transform my child, solitude in me not your surroundings, #life is reborn inside you. I that was and is, has a plan for you personally, the way is open to live together again. Call to me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.” What was happening to me? I heard voices inside my head, I craved companionship, a true friend, this island had taken its toll, it was a beautiful Eden full of many animals, tropical birds, food sources and everything to sustain. But I needed a comforter, a helper, a friend to talk to. I am in a silent vortex, of my own conception, mind is splintered in many places, nailed with no direction. “Who are you” I asked I am supernatural, powerful, and eternal, I am omnipresent, timeless, and changeless. I am immaterial and personal, necessary, infinite, singular yet diverse possessing unity, and intelligence. I am moral and caring, I am he who is Lord. Sitting in the sand, waves gently caressed over me, voices again like a horn. “Do you believe your plan is written for you?” “I believe I need to get off this island!” “I have spoken to you that in me you may have peace.” “What more peace can I have, I am alone, longing for someone to talk to.” I laughed. “I created you in my image, a little lower than me. But with glory and honour I gave you dominion over the works of his hands, and put all things under your feet. I will not leave you, and you have courage to leave this #life.” “Jesus Christ man I just want to be saved from this island, is this too much to ask? I didn’t want to be here!” “Jesus Christ is your yoke with me, he removed your judgment, by suffering in your place. Believe in me, freedom in belief. Now is the accepted time, now is the day. I have spoken to you that in the Father you may have peace.” “But I have questioned you in the past, having guilt, I am a bad man not worthy of anything, maybe I deserve this solitude, separated from mankind.” “For the transgressions of people was Jesus Christ stricken, his soul was an offering for sin. I have washed your sins away with the blood of Christ, and brought you into my presence once again. Believe in me my child.” “I believe, I truly do comfort me, take away this darkened vail, I want to be back in the light.” “Do you truly believe my child? The fool has said in his heart there is no God.” “I accredit, I just witness so much misery on this earth, why do I have to be washed up here? Why do I have to suffer?” “Have you existed for all time and seen I am not there my child? Have you been everywhere and seen that I am not anywhere? Do you presume to know everything, therefore know for certain that I do not exist? Your suffering one has come and gone, suffered everything and taken away all.” I understand my Lord our solar system is like a fine working clock, there must have been a beginning and not by chance. You are intelligent, I am not. Like a clock designer you planned on making every clock tick in perfect harmony. As a clock is hung on a wall, it becomes a synchronised masterpiece, what can I truly say about the planets that hang on nothing.” “Indeed the heavens declare the glory of God and skies show his handiwork” “Why can’t I look at you, I want to touch and feel the divine?” “I am far beyond, but close at hand, I dwell in an unapproachable light whom no man has seen or can see. To be holy you have to be just. All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.” “I thought I was forgiven” I said in despair “You are my child, you believe in me, I didn’t start wars in your world. I didn’t spread disease, I don’t fly planes into tall buildings. I gave you perfection, through my will, I gave you love and made you in my image, as a mirror of me. Trouble and death came from sin, and mankind. People call misery acts of God, I gave you everything, and a planet to live after you turned your back on me. Enough food to feed, everyone but you turn your back on yourself then blame me for your own greed. If I didn’t help mankind, why then did I become one of you, in the form of my son Jesus Christ, yet you persecuted what you don’t understand, and sent him bruised and battered to die on the cross. The just for the unjust that he might bring us to God.” “I believe, I have faith in you oh Father, I repent.” “For he who comes to God must believe that he is. You have seeked the Lord while he may be found and called upon him while he is near.” “I never abandoned my dream for you my lamb, I am love, and love never quits. I have no pleasure in death, of one who dies, so turn yourself to me and live.” “Am I worthy my Lord?” “Seeds of greatness are deep inside you, your #life is mine, I stamped you in human flesh, roots produce vines, and vines flourish then bloom. As my product my best is in you.” Amen praise be to God, thank you so much” “Now you can rejoice in your wonderful new relationship with the Father, all because of what your Lord Jesus Christ has done in dying for your sins, making you a true friend of the King of Kings.” “Thank you Lord for your plan of salvation for me, there is just one problem, how do I get of this Island?” “Reborn, recreated, restored to me made new, you are now a child of God. I give you a new spirit based #life, you will walk in the spirit not in the flesh. My helper and comforter will guide you The Holy Spirit. Peace I leave with you, my peace I give to you. Regarding your plight, when you blow three times on the horn shell near your feet, at seven a ship will pass by this place. Start a fire on the tip of the beach, light will be your saviour and guide.” Sure enough blowing the horn, after collecting all the available dry wood I could, a roaring fire sent light spiralling into the heavens, a beacon of my plight. Wisps of zeal almost melded into doves then serenely floated away to the realms above. As God had promised a boat passed by the island. It was designed beautifully, three funnels powered the heart of her, and it had taken seven days for the boat to cross choppy waters, on her way to drop off prized possessions of gold. Rivets and bolts looked like they were precious stones, the hull reflected to the heavens its glory below. On the side of the hull was painted in royal purple those who go down to the sea in ships, who do business on great waters. Leaving the island no tidings can express deep joy that baptizes one’s soul in such moments. I sailed away not in separation, healed by the compassionate Christ. I therefore recognised who I was, my self-value, God had woven me for his #lifestyle, and I was an ambassador, a priest in a royal family, his family, I shall never again demean or destroy what the Father created in his own image, so smoking I quit. I never really saw the point of smoking something with five thousand chemicals in that are all bad for you. I welcomed Jesus into my #life, and the Holy Spirit reminds me of my divine origin, he is always there, a helper, and comforter. A love plan to help me achieve, enjoy, and share the good news. May The Lord Have Mercy On My Soul