Kelly's Korner Komment

I very seldom use something that is not original. However, The following was written by a English Composition I student, Sara Chowning. The assignment was to write as if you are an inanimate object.
“From My Perspective”
As I lie here on your desk, I often wonder what is going through your mind these days. It has been so long since you have spent time with me, and I contemplate why. Most of my time is spent in reflection of your life. I remember when I was much younger, much newer. My fondest memory is when you opened me up on your tenth birthday. You were so excited to receive me.
You would take me everywhere: School, worship, and later on, work. You used to spend hours, especially in the early morning, poring over me, drinking of the life I have to give. You were so diligent back then. I wonder what has happened.
When you were lonely, you would turn to me. The night before you married, you spent hours soaking up what I had to offer because you wanted to be the husband she deserved. When your mother broke the news that she had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, you turned to me with tears of anger, and later tears of grief upon her death.
When your first child was born and nearly died, you came to me for comfort and encouragement. You trusted me, believed me, and never once doubted me. But now, that devotion is gone. Instead, you have pursued other things. Yes indeed, you have a beautiful spacious house, fancy cars, and expensive suits, but you do not have happiness.
You wonder why you and your wife are always fighting, and your children don’t listen to you anymore. The scenario remains the same: You come home from work and have an argument with your wife. Then you stomp into your study, slam the door, and pound your fist on the wall out of anger and frustration. Those are the times when you need me the most.
But you never turn to me. No, not once do you turn to me like you used to- back in the days when you were happy and content. You fell into the trap of “Money buys happiness” and are securely caught in it. The irony is that money has bought you everything but happiness.
You have forgotten that money cannot buy you comfort. It cannot buy you love or encouragement. Most importantly, money cannot buy you eternal life- which is where you have lost focus.
You see, I am your Bible. I am your guidebook on the road to eternal life. You can only get there through Jesus, for He says “I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life” (John 14:6). Please dust me off and hold me again. Please read me, study me, and meditate on my words. You will be so much happier when you do. I will bring you peace, joy and comfort. Please, for the sake of your soul and those around you, turn back to God before it is too late. You only have one chance at life, my friend. Do not squander it. Remember this: “For what it your life? It is a vapor, which appears for a while and vanishes away” and “For the sun is no sooner risen with a burning heat, than it withers the grass, and the flower of it falls, and its appearance perishes; so shall the rich man fade away in his ways” (James 4:14; 1:11).