From where do you know me?
Never have I seen such a party!
Grand, beautiful, luminuous and wonderful!
Music and laughter fill the air, availing to all attendants the liberty of its debauchery. At the center seats the majesty whose voice was heard with the same pitch in defiance of distance. The majesty begins to ask a question: from where do u know me? He exclaimed. Standing up and going from one corner to another, from nobles to peasants, the majesty sought the answer to his question.
Guests started responding. Slowly at first. Then, in a chorus, the answers varied but did come speedily without much thought or truth.
Then, the majesty stopped in front of me.
....where do u know me? The same question posed.
My eyes slowly welled up in tears; hands clutched in remembrance.
I said to myself:
You were sentenced to death for what you rightly deserved. Depression, sorow, and low self-esteem had become your buddies. It was there you recalled God knew you: where moth and rust had seeped too far in, and robbers had stolen more than you could bear. Sin, so heavy, you once carried without choice or reason, where hell, you once called home.
Now looking unto the majesty, your hands point to the unseen and your lips tremble of weighty words unable to utter. The majesty nods in comprehension. When the majesty's hand touched your cheeks in love's reach, all you could say, at the mercy of all who heard, was:
"Christ! It was in Sin's deliverance I knew thee!"
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