Murder Scene

     Silence, silence was all Adriana could hear as she lay in the blood stained bathtub. She could smell the appalling sent of the red liquid that was currently surrounding her. But the fact that she was surrounded by blood wasn’t what startled her. No, it was because she couldn’t seem to remember how it had gotten there. How had that horrific fluid make its way on and around her? Was someone hurt?

     

     Adriana suddenly opened her eyes as a gasp escaped through her lips. An unexpected, searing pain had magically appeared within the depths of her stomach. At least, that was where she thought the source was coming from. Even moments after her attempted murder, Adriana was still unknowingly in a state of shock.

     

     Luckily, the traumatizing event had been erased from her memory in order to keep her sane, even at the end of her life span. What an amazing thing, the brain. God specially designed it to do the impossible. He had been extremely graceful on Adriana. He could have just allowed her to knowingly lie in her own blood as she reflected on the angered face of the man that had done the unthinkable. The way he had snuck into her chambers and stabbed her repeatedly was not a memory that one should have to die thinking about.

    

Oh, how gracious our God is.

     

     Allowing mercy to a woman guilty of the same crimes as her attacker was not something to be taken lightly. If she was aware of what He had done for her, perhaps she would have thanked Him endlessly, just as He deserved. But He received no praise, nor any acknowledgment. That is just one of the countless attributes that sets us apart from God; His meekness.

    

     As Adriana closed her eyes and welcomed the comforting darkness, she felt herself beginning the process of ascending down the twirling staircase of life. The feel of her smooth, silk nightgown against her bare legs was one of her favorite things in the world. And because God loved her, He allowed her to feel the comfort of her nightgown, as she took her last steps of leaving this retched world.

     

     He was more than pleased to accept her into his Kingdom. And the moment that Adriana saw her Judge, Master, and Creator’s glorious face, she knew that she would never return to the place that she had once called home, nor would she ever desire to. Adriana could remember much of her evil and twisted life, but the one thing that she could not seem to recall was the cause of her death.

     Adriana asked her marvelous Master for the reason as to why she could not remember such an event. The Lord simply ran His hand through her soft, black hair, and proceeded to answer His child’s question. “A child of My Kingdom should never have to bear such a burden,” was all that He said to her before she went off and gathered things to praise Him with.