Born of God

I wish to witness my birth!

But Ye, I can't.

It would have been something- I know-but such will never be granted!

You know what next I wish for?

A flat screen where I can behold my every step…and to ask for too much… amend my steps to the way it should be. But you know what? If I am to be granted such a priceless blessing, then, only I must glare at the screen, for shame, oh so mighty shame and revulsion that stink out will be mine only to bear.

Wow! I started this message with curiosity but now have none left. My heart raced with excitement but not a before.

Then a Man, with holes in his hand, whispered in my ears:

"What if you can have it?"

What? I asked.

"What you just fantasized about?"

How? It can't be possible.

"What if you can have it but in a different way…Another of the same?"

What if? I wondered.

"This time, I, knowing the future, can guide you.

I , loving all, will help you."

What about...

"Your shame and mistakes you mean?

Guess what? I'll cover it!

When you fall I will be there to pick you up.

You don't have to wish to watch yourself born and grow when it's source is of man.

Behold something greater:

You-being born of God!