Step Out Of Wasted Time
by Debra Burgess

Wasted time? Well time was all he had on his hands these days so wasted was all he wanted to be. Why should he give his mind over to his surroundings? These fools weren't even worth speaking to. Losers, every one of them! Wasn't he different? Wasn't he better? His eyes started to water so he shoved the back of his palms tight against them, rubbing until his sockets stung. He was not like these losers! Rolling over he tried to sleep once more. His dreams were his own; here the guards could not dictate where he went. In dreams his time was never wasted.

.He stood next to a pool of water more beautiful than anything he had ever imagined. A man was next to him he had never seen before but it just felt okay, they had known each other forever. There were fishing poles propped up on the bank and he could see the lines were being pulled taut. Big fish were to be had and he felt elation. He and the man walked to the poles together and began to reel in their catch. He wanted this joy always and looking to the man he started to tell him this, but the words caught in his throat. Instead he said, "It's time to send me back Lord, I know what I am meant to do".

A whooping siren brought him to consciousness. He heard the locks release and guards began to holler, "Step out!"

I love to encourage the heart of people to be who they are meant to be in Christ, individually made and uniquely designed. 
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