From Ashes to Glory.
In a small buzzy countryside, there lived a woman named Eliza. Her life had been filled with series of pains, inflictions, constant reminder of her painful past and mistakes. The weight of her past hung heavy on her shoulders, casting a shadow over her days.
One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Eliza found herself standing at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the expanse of the darkening sea. The waves crashed against the rocks below, their relentless rhythm echoing the turmoil in her heart.
In that moment, a str unoanger appeared, his presence a glimmer of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. His eyes held a kindness that seemed to pierce through the shroud of Eliza's despair.
Are you lost, dear one?" he inquired gently.
Eliza hesitated, but something in the stranger's demeanor gave her the courage to speak. She poured out her heart, recounting the mistakes of her past, the pain she carried, and the sense of hopelessness that had become her constant companion.
The stranger listened intently, his gaze never leaving hers. When she had finished, he spoke with a voice as steady as the waves below.
"Your past does not define you, Eliza. There is a wellspring of hope that flows within you, waiting to be unearthed. It is never too late for redemption." He said.
With those words, the stranger extended his hand, inviting Eliza to take a step forward. It was a step into the unknown, a leap of faith.
Together, they embarked on a journey of healing and transformation. Through the pages of scripture, Eliza discovered stories of redemption, of lives transformed by grace. She began to see that her own story, though scarred, held the potential for beauty and purpose.
As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Eliza's heart began to bloom like a long-forgotten garden. She found solace in prayer, strength in community, and the courage to face her past with newfound resolve.
One day, as the sun painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, Eliza stood on that same cliff where her journey had begun. This time, there was no darkness, only the promise of a new day.
With a heart full of gratitude, she turned to the stranger who had become her guide, her beacon of hope. "You have shown me the way to redemption," she whispered.
The stranger smiled, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that seemed to light up the world. "It was always within you, dear Eliza. You are a testament to the power of hope and the boundless grace that awaits us all.
Note: only by being in Christ,can one find peace, redemption,salvation,hope and eternal life. Come to him,run into his warm embrace,a life without Christ is in crisis.
©️ Erule Elizabeth Ayomide
#midewrites ✍️
#theepistlewriter
#hope
#HopeInChrist
#redemption
#redeemed
#Godsredemption
In a small buzzy countryside, there lived a woman named Eliza. Her life had been filled with series of pains, inflictions, constant reminder of her painful past and mistakes. The weight of her past hung heavy on her shoulders, casting a shadow over her days.
One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Eliza found herself standing at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the expanse of the darkening sea. The waves crashed against the rocks below, their relentless rhythm echoing the turmoil in her heart.
In that moment, a str unoanger appeared, his presence a glimmer of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. His eyes held a kindness that seemed to pierce through the shroud of Eliza's despair.
Are you lost, dear one?" he inquired gently.
Eliza hesitated, but something in the stranger's demeanor gave her the courage to speak. She poured out her heart, recounting the mistakes of her past, the pain she carried, and the sense of hopelessness that had become her constant companion.
The stranger listened intently, his gaze never leaving hers. When she had finished, he spoke with a voice as steady as the waves below.
"Your past does not define you, Eliza. There is a wellspring of hope that flows within you, waiting to be unearthed. It is never too late for redemption." He said.
With those words, the stranger extended his hand, inviting Eliza to take a step forward. It was a step into the unknown, a leap of faith.
Together, they embarked on a journey of healing and transformation. Through the pages of scripture, Eliza discovered stories of redemption, of lives transformed by grace. She began to see that her own story, though scarred, held the potential for beauty and purpose.
As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Eliza's heart began to bloom like a long-forgotten garden. She found solace in prayer, strength in community, and the courage to face her past with newfound resolve.
One day, as the sun painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, Eliza stood on that same cliff where her journey had begun. This time, there was no darkness, only the promise of a new day.
With a heart full of gratitude, she turned to the stranger who had become her guide, her beacon of hope. "You have shown me the way to redemption," she whispered.
The stranger smiled, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that seemed to light up the world. "It was always within you, dear Eliza. You are a testament to the power of hope and the boundless grace that awaits us all.
Note: only by being in Christ,can one find peace, redemption,salvation,hope and eternal life. Come to him,run into his warm embrace,a life without Christ is in crisis.
©️ Erule Elizabeth Ayomide
#midewrites ✍️
#theepistlewriter
#hope
#HopeInChrist
#redemption
#redeemed
#Godsredemption
From Ashes to Glory.
In a small buzzy countryside, there lived a woman named Eliza. Her life had been filled with series of pains, inflictions, constant reminder of her painful past and mistakes. The weight of her past hung heavy on her shoulders, casting a shadow over her days.
One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Eliza found herself standing at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the expanse of the darkening sea. The waves crashed against the rocks below, their relentless rhythm echoing the turmoil in her heart.
In that moment, a str unoanger appeared, his presence a glimmer of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. His eyes held a kindness that seemed to pierce through the shroud of Eliza's despair.
Are you lost, dear one?" he inquired gently.
Eliza hesitated, but something in the stranger's demeanor gave her the courage to speak. She poured out her heart, recounting the mistakes of her past, the pain she carried, and the sense of hopelessness that had become her constant companion.
The stranger listened intently, his gaze never leaving hers. When she had finished, he spoke with a voice as steady as the waves below.
"Your past does not define you, Eliza. There is a wellspring of hope that flows within you, waiting to be unearthed. It is never too late for redemption." He said.
With those words, the stranger extended his hand, inviting Eliza to take a step forward. It was a step into the unknown, a leap of faith.
Together, they embarked on a journey of healing and transformation. Through the pages of scripture, Eliza discovered stories of redemption, of lives transformed by grace. She began to see that her own story, though scarred, held the potential for beauty and purpose.
As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Eliza's heart began to bloom like a long-forgotten garden. She found solace in prayer, strength in community, and the courage to face her past with newfound resolve.
One day, as the sun painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, Eliza stood on that same cliff where her journey had begun. This time, there was no darkness, only the promise of a new day.
With a heart full of gratitude, she turned to the stranger who had become her guide, her beacon of hope. "You have shown me the way to redemption," she whispered.
The stranger smiled, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that seemed to light up the world. "It was always within you, dear Eliza. You are a testament to the power of hope and the boundless grace that awaits us all.
Note: only by being in Christ,can one find peace, redemption,salvation,hope and eternal life. Come to him,run into his warm embrace,a life without Christ is in crisis.
©️ Erule Elizabeth Ayomide
#midewrites ✍️
#theepistlewriter
#hope
#HopeInChrist
#redemption
#redeemed
#Godsredemption
