On a trip to a faraway land, I slipped and cracked my nose.
The crack was deep, it was sore and red. It healed and left a scar. The scar
was red and bright. Now there is a thin line, that is just a reminder of the
trip to the faraway land.
Life is such a ride too. Sometimes a few roads are smooth to
walk on and they give us the happy memories. Sometimes they are rough and end
up being a learning experience.
This crack taught me so much. It taught me to bear the pain
of a fresh wound. It taught me that whatever situation we are in, in spite of
all the pain, it would pass away. The scar remains, as a reminder of the moment
that I survived to thank my Creator for the rest of my life for that moment
that He saved me. I have found my answer to this crack. As is said, every crack
leads the way for the Light to enter. Maybe that was my moment.
