she stands frozen with fear, standing with her long brown hair, green eyes and her favorite t shirt and jeans on, the wind blowing softly against her face, she is on top of the cliff near just close enough to see the lighthouse to her left, below the waves are crashing upon the rocks violently they swoosh with fierce intensity.
softly she begins to speak to God, she finally falls to her knees crying histerically while begging for his forgiveness even though she knows he will always forgive her she feels it nescessary to express her guilt. as she is doing so she feels an extreme sense of serintity and peace, then before her closed eyes a bright flash knocks her on her back, as she comes to conciousness again she looks around to find not a soul in sight, slightly confused and shaken she begins to pick herself up off the ground only to find a small brown box with a note adressed to her.
she begins to ask if anyone is there she thought she was the only person who knew about this place, it was very secluded not many knew it even existed and those who did were too afraid for the unstability of the cliff. she had been going to this spot since she was a little girl only 9 years old at the time, now she was 17 and just about to begin her final journey into highschool then college then who knew, maybe Italy, Austrailia, London, the possibilities were endless. after a good 15 minutes of searching the area and calling out to see if anyone had left the box she finally decides to open the note.
the note read:
"Caroline,
this box contains precious memories from your life, some are from the past, some from the present and some from the future, it is now up to you to choose which path you want for your life, which road you wish to take in life. God has a plan for you however you have to choose to follow this plan, trust that he will work everything out trust that he will guide you trust that he will know what is best for you. with this i leave you, choose which memories you want to keep, which ones you want to let go of and what path you want to follow, then after doing so take the memories you wnat to let go of and let them fly with the wind, then place back the memories you would like to keep, finally the path you have chosen you will carry with you...keep it tucked away in your pocket or somewhere safe where only you can know."
intrigued she opens the small box, as she goes through she first finds the memories of her childhood they were in the form of pictures, snapshots of her life, innocent, playful, silly, sweet ect. ect. she decides to keep those, as she continues she finds memories that still sting to think about, decides to allow those to go, and finally as she was told she see's the future memories, they were blank, nothing just a white photo, she flips over the picture, as she does she reads " the future is only something God shall know, no one but God will know what the future holds." softly she laughs, reviews everything once more then chooses her path, she softly places the picture in her pocket closes the box then looks over the memories she is saying goodbye to once more and lets them fly away with the wind.
just as she begins to walk away she remembers she left her scarf laying on the ground, when she returns to retrieve it the box is gone, amazed again she finds a rock with a note perfectly laid underneath it. laughing to herself she opens the note, it reads:
"Caroline, I love you, i am with you forever and always, i have never left i will never leave, i have loved you before you were created, i am your creator i love you, always know this i am your rock, when everything else is crumbling like sand i always stand. when your ready i am here
-God"
shocked and touched Caroline places her hand over her mouth as she cries tears of joy, the warmth she feels within is something unexplained, something only God could have done.
from that day on Caroline was a changed girl, she followed the path that God had laid out for her, kept the note and the picture however both were blank, neither one were visible unless she was at her cliff, with God.
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