One Returning to Many
When we die and finally see God,
We won't say
Lord, I could never have guessed
How beautiful you are.
No, we will not say that.
Rather, we will say,
So it was you all along.
Everyone I ever loved,
It was you.
Everything that decent or fine that ever
Happened to me or within me,
Everything that made me reach out
And try to be better,
It was you and you and you
All along.
Adapted of C.S. Lewis, an atheist turned Christian.
Adapter: Wissai
After the storm, Friday the 13th of August, 2010
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