The King

The weariness he felt crushed him like never before.  It took all of the strength within him to rise for this one last and final meeting with the King.  The King who had been his friend and comrade throughout the years.  As with any friendship of course, there had been a time when they did not know each other.  That is to say, when he did not know the King, but the King had known him.  One day though, it all changed.  He had come to a turning point in his life, and he had the choice to go two ways.  Follow the pretender who only spent time with him when he had money and friends in high places; or to follow the King who had seen him at his worst and still loved him.  He had chosen the King.

They had had their shares of struggles.  There had been times when he had denied his friendship with the King, or had even turned away from Him.  But when he had gotten hurt or was broken down, the King was right there in front of him, willing to pick him up and care for him until his strength returned.

The King had gone through everything with him.  Through all the horrors and pains of life.  When his first wife-to-be had run away with another man a few days before their wedding.  When his oldest son had almost died in a freak accident (the end result being that his son turned his life around).  When his mother was on her deathbed and told the family of her unknown past.  When his wife had died due to an unknown disease early on.  Everything.

The Kind had gone through everything with him.  Through all the joys and excitements of life.  When he finally met the women of his dreams and they wed each other.  The times when he drove his wife to the hospital to give birth to their children.  When his daughter went on her first date.  When his son got his license.  When his dad had finally acknowledged the existence of the King.  When his son married his long-time sweetheart.  When his daughter’s child had been stillborn, but miraculously came to life.  Everything.

He told the King everything.  He went to Him with his frustrations of the workplace.  He vented out his anger to the King, at a quiet place in the woods by his house.  He thanked the King for the blessing of his family and all the good things that were in his life.  He trusted the King with his life.  When hard times came along, he knew that is was all a part of the King’s greater plan for his life.  When he had to make hard decisions at points in his life, He always sought out the King for advice, and waited until He told him what the right thing to do was.

The final meeting with his King had come.  What a joyous meeting it would be.  He loved the King with all his heart and he knew the King loved him more than he could ever imagine.  This meeting would signify the end of his life on earth, and then the King would finally take him home to be with Him.  He didn’t want anyone to be sad, for he had been waiting for that moment his entire time of knowing the King.  A light shone up above him.  At that moment, he knew the time had come.  The King smiled a loving, caring smile upon meeting his eyes.  “It’s time” he whispered.  The man nodded.  He closed his eyes for a second, and upon opening them again…he was home.