Heaven Awaits

Alice Hignett writes from New Zealand about how a broken kite helped her to see what God is like and how important it is for people to get to know God.

I look around me, and all I see is drunkenness, drugs, smoking, rape, murder, suicide and hate. I sigh and look up into the sky, the stars outline Gods face, and He sighs also at what He sees, then a tear falls from His cheek, and it begins to rain.
I fall to the ground that is soaked with His tears.
Why would we do this to our Creator, our Father? He has given us so many chances and we are waisting them away.
I start to cry for God and imagine how He must feel; rejected, alone and sad.
I remember once I made a kite, it flew around high in the sky. I was so proud, but then the wind got too strong and it snapped, and fell. I was so upset, but I did not throw that kite out or make another one because the one that had broken was the first kite I had ever made. I worked on fixing that kite that was broken.
That is what God is like, that is the very reason why He has not destroyed us, He still has hope He can save us.
As I am kneeling there crying for God a sudden breeze filled with warmth blows over my face, in that moment I have the strength to stand and turn. Jesus is standing only a couple of meters from me, He is telling me to come to Him. But I am afraid, but I don't know what of.
I begin to cry, “I am not worthy!”
Jesus runs to me and holds onto me tight, His hug is filled with such strength and love.
“Never let go” Jesus whispered.
I then realized God will never abandon us, He will never forget us. He sent His only Son to die for us.
But we abandon Him, we tug away from His firm grip and we fall like my broken kite did.
It is our choice with what we do with our lives, but our lives are so short here on earth, how can we possibly think this is all there is.
I weep for the people who don't know otherwise, but I weep even more for the people who know the truth but have padlocked their heart from Jesus, and have made a back entrance for Satan to crawl in.
I was so afraid to go to Jesus when He called, but now as He is holding me tight. I never want to let go.
It has stopped raining, and now all those horrible things that I saw before have been replaced with Bible study, prayers, church, singing, baptism, youth group and love.
“I love you” God whispers as I walk that once lonely road, which is now full of angels and born again Christians.
Jesus is up ahead clothed in white, this time I run to Him and he greats me with a smile.
“You are late” He says gently taking me by the hand.
“I got distracted” I reply. Jesus just grinned and took me home, a home that is filled with birds and butterflies, a home flowing with milk and honey, a home where the lion lays with the lamb. It is a place where there is no sin, depression or anger. I am sure you would all love to be in this place.
Hurry! Help as many people as you can to find the way, better late than never.
Heaven awaits...