The Voice of My Father.

I left the camp site where My Father stayed and went out towards to South gate.

Then I heard quiet sound at the gate and as I ran towards the gate, "Father is that you? Persuaded by the noises of the night, I headed towards the wilderness,

Strangers have surrounded me and I was given the cup of pleasure, Now fallen in sin, as the scars are deep and with every moment that reminds me of my frailties.

Then almost at the point of no return, going down to the wrong path at the speed of light.

But I heard a strange melody being played in my head over and over again, a familiar song and a voice calling me back again.

Then I heard His voice, I will never forsaken you, it sounded like Papa.

But what happened I taught Papa I taught it was you and I followed another voice?

How come I ended up at this place, this patched land?

Son, there are many voices out there, but you have to stay closer to Me all the time to hear My voice.

Until the finish line you will fall into different potholes but do not worry, I will always deliver you from them.

I will show you the right path, come with me, He said.

Then I fell and worshipped Him.

You My Father who will guide my race to the end.

You've strengthened my feet to get me going strong and prepared me through the journey of life and in readiness having my feet shod in the Gospel of peace.