Our Ghoulish Tale: It Wasn’t Enough

It wasn’t enough for you was it that I died? You had to keep stabbing me plunging your sharp sword into my body until it pierced my grieving soul…still you lusted for more like me…

I was consumed with gut gripping fear…

All I could hear was evil laughter before I was tragically struck with deafness. My body went numb and gradually the pain of my gushing wounds quickly dissipated. Taking my last breath, I exhaled. My eyes gently closed for the last time as I briefly slipped silently away…

Back At The Slaughterhouse

There was blood everywhere. I hung upside down. No one had found my rotting corpse yet.

However, despite the horror an overwhelming relief filled my soul as I realized that I was finally free from the pain my spirit lifted upward out the room of my seemingly  Ghoulish death.

I was gone and I knew it. young, beautiful, and gone. All I could do was stare at my dead body in disillusionment.

My past haunted my thoughts. How did I end up here? Why me?

It seems my body appeared unresponsive and cold but my awareness was very much alive. My consciousness peeked immediately after I closed my eyes and seemed to have transcended time. To my surprise, despite the morbid atmosphere I felt at peace, an immense loving presence engulfed my sphere of reality, and finally liberated from my entrapment my soul began to lift higher away from that dirty dark room of disappear.


Thrusting away from my horror with Glee I proclaimed,

You may attack my body but you can not kill my soul…
May the love of justice of the Living God prevail against the darkness of your abominable acts against the young and innocent…For now, I am free now…

Suddenly, I felt tremendous joy thrusting towards this magnificent light

Immediately I heard a small still loving voice speak to me and say, Welcome Home. Then I saw Jesus….

Rescue those who are being taken away to death; hold back those who are stumbling to the slaughter. If you say, “Behold, we did not know this,” does not he who weighs the heart perceive it? Does not he who keeps watch over your soul know it, and will he not repay man according to his work?

Proverbs 24:11-12

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