I found myself in an empty room with no doors, just one window. The moon was too close and it's light peeped through the window. And because of the light, two papers at the corner was slightly made visible to me. I picked both the papers. It wrote 'JOY OF THE WORLD' in one and 'JOY OF THE LORD' in the other.
I was too terrified to see a figure approaching, it stood right in front of the window. This figure which I will never be able to describe in words or in written. It did not utter a single word but I assumed that it wanted me to choose one out of the two papers.
As a Christian anyone would choose the 'joy of the Lord' especially in this situation. But I wanted to try the other way thinking that it must be a vision to teach me a lesson and if not, I still assured myself that it is just a dream and I would soon find myself in the bed the next morning.
Just that little thought and I found myself at the top of a mountain. when I looked from above, I saw a large crowd all moving in the same direction. Big, small ,young and old all were carrying a big, heavy bag. With close examination, I found out that their bags were filled with cash(money). They were all marching forward but for every little step they were paying cash.
Suddenly an old man collapsed from among the crowd. No one even looked at him, for they were too busy going forward. Two armed men came and picked the dead man's body. "His money is over, he has got nothing to pay", one said to the other.
Now the picture was a little clear in my mind. So in order to reach their destination, they were wasting all their precious time, money and every resources they had. I continued watching to see where they'll end. I struggled a lot to see but did not find what was there at the end of that road. Also those people who reached first were trying to return but were not successful.
So, was that a dead end?
After all that long tired journey the end was meaningless?
So, they were all like the 'lost son' who wasted all his money only to end up in a pigsty?
And the 'mighty Samson' who chose the joy of the world only to end up dying an embarrassing death?....
The crowd , I thought to myself were 'slaves'. Slaves that would toil and work and earn and pay to it's master but never able to escape until death.
"The joy of world is short living, the joy of the world is deceitful"
That figure from behind whispered to my left ear and chills ran through my whole body. And I was brought back to the same room but the moon was no longer there so the other paper was not at all visible. I was very eager and my heart was too restless to know the "joy of the Lord" but with the time passing by, that figure never reappeared. The figure that I was once afraid of was only deeply missed.
Then suddenly, instead of the same old moon, I felt a very bright light flashed. I opened my eyes and it was just my mother sliding the curtain of my window with a warm coffee in her hand.
I hugged her so tight. Tears started rolling down my cheeks. I told her...."Mom, I am the chosen one, I was not among the crowd, I was not carrying the burden of sin that leads to nothing but death".
I did not get to see the "joy of the Lord" and it took me years to realise that I already carry it inside of me. And that's the "Beautiful Secret" I discovered.
"It took me years to realise that God is the sole owner of my soul.
And from these moment onwards,
I will live for Him.
And these moment onwards,
I will die in Him".
