Dark Waters...

The dark water lays motionless before me. One would think it were but pure darkness if not for the moonlight's reflection on the ever so slight ripples beneath my feet. "Come", said a quiet, soothing voice. My once calm heart begins to beat faster, the heightening pulse in my neck threatening to capture my very breath. Every possible thought of rationalizing the rejection of His request plagued my mind, like ants over a crumb. Eyes searching to find Him, I stand motionless as if trying to hide . "Come with me", He said again. Without hesitation, my foot begins to step towards the voice, further onto the dark waters. I step again. Then again. With each step I take, a thick fog begins to encompass all around me. I can no longer make out a path to walk on. I can no long see my feet. I stop, frozen to the comfort of what I know; to the safety of this place. I yell out for the One who called me to come, confident He couldn't find me in this fog. "Help me! I'm here!" My ears strained to hear an answer. Nothing came. "I stepped towards you like you asked!!! Where are you?!" I yelled, even louder than before. The silence in return is deafening. The fog wraps itself around me, constricting tighter around my lungs. I drop to my knees, hoping to breath and feel a path beneath me. "Are you still there?" I whimper, the hot tears flooding my eyes. My hands search endlessly, frantically for nothing....just dark waters and fog. "Did I hear Him wrong?" I wonder to myself, sitting in a puddle of defeat. "I just don't understand"......

I am here, still calling out with no answer. The fog has now coated my skin, hiding me in its cocoon. In case You can still hear me, "I'm here".