Chapter 58
“Is that all there is to it?” Judas said with a mixture of doubt and tears shining in his eyes.
“Judas, think back. Do you remember the first time you began to love this world? The soft breezes, the sunrises, the tiny birds, the trees, grass, flowers—”
“Every day was a new discovery for me,” Judas said wistfully. “So different from my own world. Yes, I do remember.”
“That’s when you began to love Him. You can’t love those things without loving Him. He created this world for those He loves and gave it to them. That includes you, Judas.”
“He didn’t give it to me,” Judas said bitterly. “You forget. I came from a burned-out cinder.”
“You were only a visitor, Judas. This is your true home. As a babe you were taken out of this world and placed in the arms of a devil. That’s why you love it here. It’s your home. You’ve simply come back home.”
The truth of these words jolted him.