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wHo arE YOU?

“Are you a ghost?  I mean, like the one that appears to Scrooge?  Are you here to show me my past?  I already know what I’ve done.  I’d rather be spared the shame of reliving it.  Leave me alone.”

“I am not a ghost.”

“Are you going to show me my past?”

“Do you want me to show you your past?”


“You sound afraid.”

“I’m not afraid.”

“You also sound lonely.  Are you lonely?”

“You haven’t told me who you are?”

“You haven’t answered that last question.”

“No.  I am not lonely”

“I am only here to help you.”

“I didn’t ask for your help.”

“Then why am I here?”

“I don’t know, but I don’t need you.  You haven’t done anything to help me.  You rarely talk to me.  I call out to you when I don’t know what to do, or when I’m confused, and you refuse to answer.  But here you are, out of nowhere, speaking to me like you suddenly care.  Why now?  Even when I said I was leaving you, you remained silent.”

“I thought you didn’t know who I am.”

“Of course I know.  I just don’t understand you.”

“Not many people do.  Come.  Walk with Me.”

“Where are we going?”

“Just walk with Me.  Look over there.”

“I don’t see anything.”

“Keep looking.  Do you see now?”

“I see myself.  I see myself as I was last night.  On the couch watching TV.”

“But you are not really watching.”

“No.  I’m thinking.  But, my mind is also blank because I don’t know where to direct my thoughts.”

“Do you see who is beside you?”

“…Yes…that’s…that’s you.  You’re by my side.  And…and you’re crying.  Why?”

“Because you were unable to shed any tears on your own.  You wanted to, but couldn’t.  You think I don’t listen, but I do.  I chose when to speak, and in some instances, like this, I weep when you can’t.  In other instances, I laugh with you in your happiness.”

“I don’t know what to say.  I don’t even know if hearing that makes me feel better.”

“Do you trust Me?”

“I don’t know.”

“Walk with me.”

“Where are we going?”

“On a journey.  You’ll see when we get there.”

“You’re not mad at what I said?  About me not being sure if I can trust You.”

“No.  I cherish your honesty.  I can handle it.”

“May I take Your hand?”

“I already have you in My arms.”

“Yes, You actually do.  Wow… Well… going back to what you said earlier…I guess I am a little afraid….and lonely.”

“I know.”

“Will you stay with me?”

“I never left.  I have been with you since before the beginning of time.”

“May we start again?  I would like us to start again.  My name is Debby.”

“I am Immanuel”