The Long Way Home

She started off on her journey, not knowing what to expect, or what she would encounter . All she knew was that she wanted to go home and she wanted to go a different way. She decided to take the long way home. She was determined to quench her curiosity and thirst of doing something different, something unpredictable. So she began her journey down an unfamiliar road she had never taken before.

Along the way there was an old lady sitting on her porch who invited her in for some hot tea. The old lady's name was faith. Ironically the girl had just prayed the night before that her faith and strength in the lord would be renewed, so she just laughed to herself when she discovered the name of the old woman. She stayed with the old woman for a couple of hours, and the old woman poured wisdom into her soul like she had never experienced before. When it was time for her to leave she felt empowered, strong, and rejuvenated in life again, so she hugged the old lady as tight as she could, thanking her for what she had done.

As she began to walk a little further, she noticed a young girl walking along the way and her name was Hope. She began a conversation with the little girl, not knowing that hope would teach her how to dream again, and restore her vision in life. Before departing, Hope gave her a key. when she asked the little girl what it was for, she simply gave a warm smile of comfort, saying" you will see". Feeling satisfaction like never before, she hugged Hope and went on her way.
Walking down the unfamiliar road, which her spirit is now very acquainted with, she began to reflect on her day, and how her passion for life was rekindled to the blazing bright fire it once was. She thought of all the things she wanted to do with her reborn dreams and visions, when suddenly it began to rain ferociously.

Running frantically looking for cover, she encountered a small dainty house. It kind of reminded her of the little gingerbread house in the fairy tales she had read. On top of the house it read in beautiful letters, "Only Believe". The strange thing she noticed was that when she approached the door the rain seem to settle into sprinkles. She knocked on the door, not knowing what to expect, but full of anticipation and expectancy of something great. She knocked again, and no one answered. She slowly turned around and began to walk away, when a exquisite voice spoke into her spirit and said, "use the key". She had totally forgotten about the key that Hope had given her. She took the key out slowly sliding it into the door, wondering in her mind if it was really the key to this mysterious, but glorious house. Just as the thoughts of doubt began to enter her mind the key opened the door.

She couldn't believe her eyes, everything that she had ever dreamed about was in that house. There were best seller books that sold millions of copies with her name on them as the author. There were awards, trophies, and plaques that read, "book of the year", " author of the year", best seller of all time" and so on. In the corner of the room were stacks of letters, and as she began to go through and read them, she realized they were testimonials from thousands of people who she saved, inspired, and helped through her works. She then began to look at the pictures on the wall and noticed one photocopy of her first of many million dollar checks. She then noticed pictures all around the world where she did work as a humanitarian and ambassador. She had pictures with very powerful and influential people that she had always dreamed of meeting. There were deeds to property all over the world in her name from Italy to Africa. She was one of the wealthiest women in the world.

Overwhelmed and overjoyed she noticed a letter on the table with her name on it. It read, Destiny, I have been waiting for you, and that's why you are called Destiny because I have so much in store for you. Everything in this house is yours and already prepared for you, if only you Believe". Instantaneously she began to cry tears of Hope, Faith, and Belief. At that very moment she woke up from her dream still in tears. She looked around in perplexity, for it all seemed so real, but to her surprise held tight in the depths her hand as she looked down, was that very same key.