The Will of Him Who Sen Me!

A messenger, I was, without an inkling of knowing on my end. I was sent out for a reason and with a purpose but nothing seemed to register. I must have fallen and got kicked in the head because only a concortion can cause the amnesia I had.

....the will of Him who sent me....

All I can do is play a guessing game to ascertain. You know what?

It has to be something powerful...something grand!

I think its to save the world...or....something!

...or something...

Come to think of it I'm guessing a messenger is sent out with a message.

Light slowly illuminated my brain.

A message! A message that fulfills it purpose when its delivered.

...the wil of Him who sent me and to finish His work...

...finish His work...

The message that must be delivered.

Wow! No wonder I'd forgotten all these while.

While I was figuring out something pride-mounting and fame-proclaiming, it was always near and terribly simple.

No wisdom needed.

No puzzle to solve.

And there and then it hit me like a thousand light bolts:

Christ and him crucified!

I said it!

There I said it!

Packaged. Unpackaged.

...And now delivered.

To everyone I must tell that Christ died and rose.

His will is done.

An eternal price paid by God's Son.

Ages ago crucified yet His blood's efficacy still undiminished.

Message delivered - His work finished!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!