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Oliver

Oliver walked as fast as he could away from the cancer ward. Even so, he could still smell the odour of death. It clung to his nostrils, almost causing him to retch. 

Once out in the parking lot, he took great gulps of air. Next time, he'd have to make his excuses. His gran didn't have much longer, he knew, but still he couldn't face being confronted by death again. At least Gran believes in heaven. In God, he thought, as he clutched the steering wheel of his car.

It was some time before he could drive. A dark chasm yawned before him, threatening to suck him in...

***

"She wants to see you, Ollie. You need to go. She won't be with us much longer." Oliver's mother spoke gently as her eyes filled with tears. "Please go."
Oliver looked away, but he nodded.

At the hospital, Oliver steeled himself against the sights, smells, and sounds. A woman screamed, and his stomach clenched.

"Ollie, you came." He hardly recognized the emaciated woman in the bed. Only the familiar sparkle in her blue eyes remained the same. Oliver took the small hand in his. "What is it Gran?"
"I saw fear in your eyes, Ollie. Last time." She spoke softly, but clearly. "Ollie, I don't want you to live in fear of dying. Do you know Jesus?"
Oliver shook his head.
"Well, Ollie, He died to take your fear away..."

***

p.i.H.H


"Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth My Word, and believeth on Him that sent Me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life."

John 5:24

(Old King James Version)

A note about Bible versions: read whichever version you have. You may like to download the Bible App. That way, you can compare versions. I like to read from the Amplified because it aids understanding. The English Standard Version is another good one: easy to read too. 

If you are searching, start reading at the book of John. Here, Jesus explains to Nicodemus that we must be born again. 

You may also like to read my testimony, which is on the About Page.

Love and blessings,
Alison

alison.westcoast@gmail.com 

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