The Life Preserver by King Jesus

I am a life preserver.
I remember standing on the edge to the abyss alone.
As my feet carefully slide along the edge, I see one.
When this one agrees, I reach out with my emotional arm, grasp their elbow, and we lock arms.
Together we inch our way back and down.
Once on safe ground, I take inventory.
My tool is simple, a mirror.
“A red velvet, weighted mantle of shame appeared on your shoulders,” I explain.
I shine the mirror to show the mantel.
They see on it in black letters all the words for fear, uncertainty, doubt, despair, destruction, and death etc.
They see the silver clasp engraved with the word “CRAZY”.
“This is what has been weighing you down,” I explain.
I build a fire using the mantle when they take it off.
As we watch it burn, I tell this one, “you got this”.
I shine the mirror to show their true beauty.
I watch them fly.
I smile.