Awakened in the night Jesus speaking to me a voice spoken low. "I cannot hear you Jesus, help me now though this pencil in my hand". He took the pencil and pressed it to the page. He wrote words that hurt me, and made me cry. I could clearly read them even with the tears in my eyes. He took the pencil, held it to my face, all the words he erased. He wanted me for a purpose, but I didn't carry through, then he gave me back the pencil and a job for him to do, this time I will follow his calling to do what he would have me do. Through my prayers, now I share with you.