Once upon a time,

There was me in them; the first of my type

Placed by God Himself to have dominion over all things

I knew it was peaceful, my senses agreed it was wonderful out there. But then I just wasn’t a part of it. I wished I was there, I wished I could give names too but…

Suddenly I heard voices

At first they were angels, then arguments and finally …

I heard OK! Oh no She had yielded then He yielded too

And I saw particles of the sacred fruits drop on me; they were defiled and so was I. Things now look changed, God was angry, or wasn’t He?

I thought He would wipe him out of existence definitely,

I would be wiped out too but no … He just left them with the consequences.

HE CONDEMNED US; the He, the She & the Me in them.

Then I was born in what a time like this, if I was born earlier I would have had a say. I would have had my boast But alas…

Things went on, and on, and on and on…

And suddenly, something happened; someone was born, someone different from me, the exact opposite but in the same vessel of clay.

Who was he?

Three decades three years He walked on the same filthy land but did not do the things I do as a result of the action of the first of my kind

He was the first of His kind

They called Him JESUS CHRIST, the Messiah.

He performed miracles, did wonders but really He came for a purpose

To Die, To Save Me, To REDEEM ME INTO something better than what I once imagined and once admired

I was cleansed no longer was I defiled

I had become one of His Type

CONDEMNATIION WAS ERASED AND JUSTIFICATION CAME.

No wonder He didn’t wipe us out in the first instance

It was all part of a master plan

I thank God I wasn’t allowed to have a say because I know this is better

This is my story and I will praise Jesus Christ all the day long.

– funmi_aina