Jesus Held Me Tonight

A girl wanders off from her village, and explains how she feels as the she's dying in a snow storm, until Jesus saves her.

The morning sun arose, and the beams of gold stroked the side of my body as I ventured out into the crispy air. For hours on end, I stumbled through the heavily weighted snow and happily shivered every time a soft snowflake drifted in front of me. I spun around, dancing through the banks of snow. I blew the freshly fallen flakes out of my hands and kissed the cold. I spent the time smiling and laughing, unaware of the changing sky above. What use to be a blasting bright sun, was now covered by leathered clouds, yelling out, “danger.” The snow started swirling off the ground and the sky dimmed, that’s when I realized I had wandered too far from the village. I scanned the area, I saw nothing but snow covered land for miles around, not a soul in sight, not even a rock or tree; I felt panic spike my heart and my face go blank. I listened, but there was only an agonizing silence and the whistle of the wind. A large gust blew me down, and covered me in layers of snow. There I was concealed for only a few seconds, until adrenalin went to work. With my heart racing, I dug my way out with frostbitten hands. I was finally able to peek my head above the snow, but my jaw dropped as I looked around and was unable to see anything, for the snow was now blinding the whole sky, twirling in patterns of hell. From there on out, I knew there wasn’t even the slightest chance for me to survive. Within seconds I felt tears running down my cheeks. Quietly I stay there, letting myself go as I tumbled around like a weed in the desert. I licked my tender lips as the whining streaks of wind whipped past my face. While, I sat patiently upon the frost-covered ground, the temperature ran cold. I could feel the blood flowing through my veins as I clenched my hands tighter, and pulled my weak legs to my chest, for warmth. No longer could I withstand the frigid weather that was slowly killing me. The night sky became visible, as I was still holding onto life with subtle breathes and the bit of hope, I only wish I had. With the strength I had left I forced myself to stay awake, to avoid slipping out of conciseness. I couldn’t stay awake for long so, I closed one eye, and then thee other. I locked my arms and legs. I rested my head backwards in the snow, while I waited for my body to go numb. Part by part I shut down. But then, brightness covered my eyes and a warm touch slipped under my neck, pulling me upwards and farther into the light. I felt nothing anymore, except that strong warmth holding me tight. I flashed open my eyes, and peered to one side. I was still completely covered in snow, I still felt sharp pains pulsing at my arms and legs, I still felt frozen tears on my face. With whatever I had left, I turned my head to the other side and standing, there was my rescuer. I don’t know how I got through the turmoil of the storm, or the temperature that froze me solid, the pain that I felt until I was numb but, I do know that Jesus was the warmth that held me tonight.  

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[Whiskurz]

This is one of the best I have read so far.....Bravo......Whisk