The Fight of Salvation

I'm in a ring wrestling with sin in the valley of despair. I'm pinned to the ground. I can not move. I turned my head to see satan holding out his hand to give sin a high-five. The one who I thought was my friend was actually my worst enemy. He was laughing at me. he started to messing with my head by showing me stuff from my past. I was ashamed, because it was all true. I struggled to get free, but it was of no use. I began to lose hope. I wepted. Then something caught my eye. It was a man. He was holding out his hand for me to tag Him in. I told Him, "No! This is my fault, not yours!" I continued to struggle. He reached out farther and called my name. I turned and looked at Him in the eyes. He said, "Take my hand and follow me." I turned at looked at Satan, his eyes were filled with evil and hate. I looked at the man again. His eyes were filled with love and hope. With as much strength that I had left, I stretched towards Him. He touched my hand and immedialty I felt hope. He moved me out of the ring. When he got into the ring the sin tagged Satan in. It was a furious fight. Until finally the man was pinned to the ground.I yelled, "No!" Satan laughed, "Who will save you now!" The referee began to count, "1...2...3..." Then all of a sudden the man got up and knocked Satan down and threw him out of the ring. I cheered and ran in. I thanked Him over and over. When the excitement wore down a little bit I asked Him, "What is your name? Who are you? Why did you do what you did?" He replied, " I am Jesus the Son of the Living God. I came to seek and save the lost." I then said, "I don't want to be lost anymore. Can I follow you?" Jesus replies, "Why you already are a follower!" I said, "Huh?" Jesus answers,"When you first touched my hand was when you first believed and started to follow."


~Miles Hazel~