December 26, 2001
I
can't go on. They've stripped me of my clothes, taken everything I own out of
my suitcase, and even this diary I have to keep secret. They tore up all my
Bibles right in front of my face, and then burned them with me watching. I am
in excruciating pain right now, but that was the most painful thing that's ever
happened to me…to see a Holy Bible burned right there…Lord please save me…They
have taken all I have, all I love, ripped up pictures of my family with my
Bibles, and told me to take a good look at them before they ripped them,
because it was the last time I'd ever see them. They have taken everything from
me…but they have not taken my faith in Jesus. Oh no, here comes that guard who
ripped up my pictures…If he sees me writing…he'll kill me…oh no…he sees me…
"Do
you love God now, after what he has done to you?" the man asks me,
grabbing my neck.
"Sir,
you can take anything from me, but I will never loose my faith"
Not
surprisingly he takes out a gun. He's pointing it right at my head. Silently, I
say, "I love you Jesus", and then all is black.
How could I not confess your love?
How could I not scream your name?
You've loved me so much,
I'm just not the same
Every step I'm closer to you
Every breath I'm closer, to being at your side
Every move I'm making could be my last,
But I'm not worried, and I won't hide,
I won't hide from my faith
I'm so foolish, to want to be here
Instead of up with you
I'm so scared, so scared to die,
But if asked my faith,
I will not lie
Every step I'm closer to you
Every breath I'm closer, to being at your side
Every move I'm making could be my last,
But I'm not worried, and I won't hide,
I won't hide from my faith
A/N:
I dedicate this fic to all the martyrs that have come, that are, and that will
be. I will die for Christ someday.
Disclaimer:
I own everything. The plot, the diary, the song…Please if you want to use the
song, ask.
