The world was beautiful until mankind fell and, as mankind does, dragged the world with us. Nothing in the world could save us, but there was One Who was not of the world. He didn’t have to save us, but He died to give us life.
We call this love.
***
For the Weekly Writing Challenge.
An everlasting love it is!
This is beautiful as well.
Well said, Ranger 🙂 Thanks for stopping by
Pingback: A good ole bloody fifty | The Bohemian Rock Star's "Untitled Project"
Pingback: Story Of My Life | Views Splash!
Pingback: Story Of My Life | Views Splash!
Pingback: Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty | To Breathe is to Write
Praise God He did! Why so many reject Him, I cannot understand.
Lyn! So nice to see you again! Yes, praise the Lord 🙂
Pingback: Fifty for a Story | Wired With Words
Pingback: Her First Word [50-WORD STORY] | Ramisa the Authoress
Pingback: Fifty (1): Straight. | Vagrant Contradictions
Pingback: Our Inevitable Return | Vagrant Contradictions
Pingback: Joshua Tree National Park, February 2014 | Vagrant Contradictions
Pingback: Stunned—Fifty Words Story | DESIRABLE PURITY
Pingback: Healer | Another Red Letter Day
Pingback: A Soldier’s Eternity | Vagrant Contradictions
Pingback: Stories from the Skyline | Vagrant Contradictions
Pingback: Clean Slate | Vagrant Contradictions
Pingback: Things to Do Around Los Angeles | Vagrant Contradictions
Pingback: The Liturgy of the Damned | Vagrant Contradictions
Pretty! This was a really wonderful article.
Many thanks for supplying this information.
Pingback: My Second Ever “Fifty”! | The Hempstead Man
Pingback: My Second Ever “Fifty”! | The Hempstead Man
Pingback: The meeting. (Fifty Challenge) | chey being
Pingback: Trust. A Fifty. | The Hempstead Man