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My House
By Edward Craft
I have a nice house. It has a great view, at least I thought. One day I found out everything was a lie. My windows was closed and painted to look like I had a great view. My door was locked but I never realized it. I had many visitors so why I didnt know my door was locked. Lust would come and visit and oh the girls we would meet! He was a fun guy. Greed would also visit and some times I lost money with her but sometimes she made me money and wanting more. Anger would come by and make me do things when it felt like I was wronged. Hate sometimes would visit and make me feel that I was better then other races. I didnt know it but outside my house it was storming and that my house was built on sand. One day the house started to shake like it was going to fall apart. That is when I got a knock on my door. No one had ever knocked; they just come in. Thats when I saw the door was locked so I unlocked and looked to see who was at the door. It was this man dressed in all white and had a warm soft glow. I asked, Can I help you? I am here to help you, He replied. I am a carpenter and I see your house is in bad need of repair. My I fix it? How much would it cost? I asked. He showed me His hands and said, I have already paid the cost. I invited Him in and He and His crew got to work. They removed all the pictures and books that Lust had left for me. They put up pictures of Jesus and left only one book, The Holy Bible. The Carpenter told me that is the only book I need in my life. Then they removed what greed, angry, and hate had left. Suddenly I felt better. I was lighter. Then my house stopped shaking. I looked out to see why and it was because now my house was on the Rock. I got on my knees and cried and realized I was a sinner. I asked the Carpenter to help me. He said I have, you let me into your house to live. I will make it a great place to be. That is when I realized Jesus was in my life and in my heart.By Edward Craft