Softly Spoken

 

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Searching for answers I find myself hurt and confused.
Others look on as they watch and wait for my reaction.
Frustrated I look him in the eye and proclaim Christ my Savior.
Then without warning he makes the attack personal.
Laughing in my face he calls me the whore of Babylon.
Yelling that I am going straight to hell if I don't repent.
Speaking in garbled words and proclaiming their meanings.
People start to shake their heads and walk away.
Others stand by and watch more out of curiosity then interest.
Keeping my wits about me I shake my head and walk away.
Even as I am walking away he screams even louder abuse.
Nobody could ever learn of Gods grace through such antics.

M J Flack