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Cataclysmic forces felt running through my veins. The path of light has turned into dark. I walk and see nothing new. I want to refresh this pathetic world view. Lives crumbling before my eyes. There is no help coming from the skies. Why all this pain? Why all this suffering? This world is hopeless. No one is going to save us. This world is dead. We wait for the next. Clinging to the words from the texts. As the tribulations come, in Him we can run, and find some kind of refuge from this storm. I look around and see their eyes, they want to live but scared to try. Death is an easier escape, but they still hesitate. Caught in this cycle of hurt and confusion. Stretching out their scared arms to the heavens, asking for some kind of redemption. I see them left unsatisfied. My heart cries out to them but to no amend. They turn away and declare their end. What must I do to save their souls? Nothing left but to try again. And here I’ll lie. ‘Till they wake me again.

I solemnly charge you in the presence of God and of Christ Jesus, who is to judge the living and the dead, and by His appearing and His kingdom: preach the word; be ready in season and out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort, with great patience and instruction. For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but wanting to have their ears tickled, they will accumulate for themselves teachers in accordance to their own desires, and will turn away their ears from the truth and will turn aside to myths. But you, be sober in all things, endure hardship, do the work of an evangelist, fulfill your ministry. For I am already being poured out as a drink offering, and the time of my departure has come. I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith. – 2 Timothy 4:1-7