In My Father's Paradise

By Truth

There were some beautiful and ugly misunderstandings in the past. Some scars still felt painful occasionally. I guess some events took place with no reasons.

Across the street, in the apartment building, there was a new colorful playground. Many children played there. It was filled with many joyful noises.

I watched the children play there and felt quite attracted. Why were children so happy? Perhaps the spring bed was quite responsive: jumping lightly could even cause a big repulsion? I laughed just imaging about the possible scene.

I suddenly thought about the paradise that God created. Wasn't it just like a paradise full of mercy and grace? In it, I could act like a child to enjoy everything. I didn't have to worry about any thing. I could play without any worry. Father would protect me forever. But how long did I ever stay in that paradise that Father created for me? I did not stay long since I felt it was too childish. It did not fit me. I doubted that it could not take the attack of the reality.

I knew I would have to suffer but I would rather live in a building that was built by man. I struggled in it. When I could still make it, I did not want to come to Father's paradise to seek for comfort and rest.

Which child would not go to the playground to play happily when he/she saw one? That's who my Father likes: such innocent and happy child!

At this moment, I want to run to my Father's paradise. It's full of mercy, love, unlimited wisdom and joy. I do not want to wait until I have crisis. Although my Father would never blame me for not choosing to come to Him, I would rather be wise for even only one time.

I would rather my friends laugh at me for being naive but I would not have to worry about my future-to marry or to work. I only want to live in the paradise of my Father. I enjoy being in it. Nothing is more important than this because I can forget about myself and all other things - the happiness cannot be described in words.

Author is from China, now lives in LA. Copyright belongs to the author. No reprint is allowed.