He heard about it as a young man. As the bumps and bruises of life wore on him year after year he longed to find it. He thought to the story the old man had shared. He couldn't remember all the details but he did remember one important thing as the old man's voice sprung from deep in his memory. "In a grey place a multicolored sky will appear and a gateway will be visible just before the sun has taken over the sky. Then, and only then, will one find the escape from this hell." As he made his way to work he was drawn to the dock. He drove it and he saw it. Life had beaten him but he did not break. The world would not get the best of him as he saw what the old man had told him so many years ago.
As he parked his car he knew it was time. He knew this was the gate. He knew it was his moment. He knew he would leave this hell behind just like the old man had said. He saw the majestic beauty inside the gate. He knew he would be there soon. This is what he saw right before he crossed over. He took one look at the world and went in.
On the other side stood the old man.... "Welcome to hell!" He tried to go back through the gate but it was gone. As the sky went black he screamed in terror and the old man smiled.
Too often we spend out lives looking for a new better place. Too often we grow to despise what we have because we look at hardships as things to break us instead of something to make us. Don't get caught ignoring what you have for what you don't have. #justathought
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