The last petal

The last Petal

January 13, 2016

I was sitting at a white round table holding a whited rose in my hand. I was wearing a worn white dress that was tattered on the ends. I had on black boots on that where not tied and obviously meant for an adult. It was also unusual for me to have them on. Almost all my encounters I am barefoot I am maybe 7 or eight in this encounter. 

I began to fidget and look around the room. I was an all white space with no walls. I looked at my hands and noticed they where dirty. I stood up and poked down at my dress and notice it was also dirty. I looked around and saw no one. So I began to walk this big white space. I would look back at the table to kinda give me a sense of where I was. I still had the rose in my hand, I carried it by the bottom of the stem which made the rose face the ground. I noticed the farther I got from the table the darker it became. It wasn't real noticeable at first but after a while it became really obvious. 

I turned back to look at the table which was no longer in my view. It seemed now like the light behind me was brighter and almost inviting. But I turned around and when I did I bumped into a wall. I put my hand on it and followed it farther away from the table and light. I then noticed a wall appear on the other side of me. I began to see random mirrors that where tall and wide appear on the walls on both sides. They where 5ft high by 3ft wide. The light here was dim and as I kept walking I heard noises behind me. I turned to find a walls with mirrors had surrounded me. The mirrors would make my image look normal then it would distort it. I got scared and tried to find my way out, but between the dim light and the continuously changing mirrors I couldn't find a way to even move forward. So I gave up and sat down in the middle of al these ever changing mirrors. I was crying because I felt so alone and scared. I looked at the wilted rose in my hand and became angry. I began to  pull the petals out and threw them when I got t the last petal I stopped and looked at it and I calmed down. I began to feel shame I didn't pull the last petal instead I dream my knees to my chest. Looked around at where I was. Still holding the stem with the single petal I buried my face into my knees and sobbed. It felt like I had no hope and was never going to find my way out of the place. After a few moments I let go of the stem, but I never heard it hit the ground. I looked up my face stained with dirt and tears. I saw a man kneeling before me, his face bright white with light. It was Jesus. He was holding the wilted stem with the last petal on it. He said "I will not let you lose that last bit of hope child."He touched my face and my clothes became new and glowed softly. My hands and body where again clean. He didn't pick up the petals I had thrown I watched as they dried up and turn to dust. When the last petal on the ground was gone the stem with the one petal slowly became a new rose, one waiting to bloom. He handed it to me and I took it. He said "I haven't brought you this far just for you to lose all hope and die." He leaned forward an kissed my forehead. Then he said "and what I am giving you is a new hope, not restored from the old, but something new." He stood up and reached out to help me stand. I took his hand but with the big black boots still on my feet I couldn't get up. Jesus knelt down and said "There is freedom in how I walk and where I walk. Are you willing to give these up to walk with me in freedom?" I shook my head yes. He pulled each one off my feet. He said "The weight of the world, the burdens, worries....whatever it is you try to carry is not your job. To try and take care of something you where never meant to take care of will always leave you bound and unable to move in the way I have made you to move. Let me worry about such things, trust me and know I am the hope you search for. I am the love you think you have lost. I hold all things...and everyone in my hands." He held up the boots and said "These things where never meant for you." The boots disappeared andJesus stood up again. He reached out his hand and I took it. This time I stood up with no problems. I put both hands on the stem of the rose and held it close to my chest. I looked around at the dim space and contorted mirrors. Jesus said my name "Casie". I turned back and looked at him and he said to me "illusions and lies....that's all that they are. You are not stuck here, remember who your hope is?" I could see his eyes through the bright white light of his face. They where like light blue glass. They held so much joy, hope and love in them. I looked down at the rose and then to him and said "you are." When I said that a powerful ring of light burst out from around us and shattered al the mirrors and the white light wrapped around us. Jesus kissed my head and said "I will not let you lose hope...ever. I love you child". The bright white light over powered everything till it was gone.