I never believed in ghosts, goblins and things that went bump in the night as a kid. I use to watch horror movies and laugh because you could always tell what was coming next. I mean really you’re alone in the woods and all your friends have died and you find a quaint little cabin to hide in…yeah right. The killer who has been stabbed, shot and axed to death 57 times lives there…what are you thinking?
Zombies are another thing I never thought were real. The definition of a zombie is:
a corpse said to be revived by witchcraft, esp. in certain African and Caribbean religions.
informala person who is or appears lifeless, apathetic, or completely unresponsive to their surroundings.
Notice zombie is a noun not a verb. There is no action with zombies. I feel that I have become like one. On days the migraine spikes I become lifeless, apathetic and unresponsive to life. Sometimes I think the house could burn down around me and I would not move an inch because the pain is so intense i’m immobile. The pain stabs me like a knife over and over again and yet I never die, bleed or lose my breath. I truly must have be a zombie because how else could I live like this? How can this even be called living? Will this suffering end?
I question, pray and wait on God to relieve this body of pain. I wait on Him so I can be awakened from the dead. I want to LIVE!
I want to say I”M ALIVE!