I stood in my room. Right behind my window, looking out at the world that seemed beyond my reach - all the things I desired as a child never seemed to have change or disappear though I am no longer one.

Children. Joyful, laughing and playing. They were skipping in a single direction, joining hands to form a circle, like the colorful merry-go-round at a circus fair. Jesus was amist. Sparkling bright. He turned and looked me in the eye. He smiled and stretched forth His hand beckoning me to join them.

I dared not.