Slowly, I slipped away. I slipped away from friends. From family. I slipped away from the world I knew. I slipped away from what felt like everything.
I lay there. Still as stone. Helpless. I had gone to where all thought I could not come back from. All thought this but one.
He stepped through the doorway. Though I was gone, I knew he was there. Jesus has a presence that you do not need open eyes or ears to notice. A presence that even I, who was gone, knew was standing next to my bedside.
He took me by the hand. I felt his everlasting love surge through me. Calling me back. That was when I realised that I was alive.
His voice called. “Little girl, I say to you, get up.” And so I got up. I walked around the room in my nightgown and thought to myself, ‘I have died and come back to life in this little, crinkled nightgown.’
Jesus had bothered to save a little girl like me.
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We have set this website up to share the resources from the book ‘The Illustrated Gospel Project’,
plus the extra stuff that we couldn’t fit in the book.
But there is still room! Room for what you and your community of faith might create in response to God’s creative Word at work, and at play in your midst.
So if you create a drama, a song, a prayer or a responsive reading, we’d like you to share it.
Go, contribute ‘Your Voice’!