by Leigh-Anne Burley
Upon entering my house, you would be greeted by a scene of chaos. Dirty dishes piled high, unwashed clothes strewn about, and a messy me in the midst of it all. This disorder reflects the tangled mess in my head, a jumble of gray wires without color-coded ends. I'm like a lost soul in a control room, deciphering the flashing and beeping control panel. Tears are my only solace, but they offer little relief.
I yearn for a mind that's a blank slate, free from the ghosts of my childhood. But with my thoughts scattered and my handwriting shaky, what could I write? I climb the steep steps into the control room daily, pushing buttons and flipping levers to regain control. Feeling lost and useless is a constant companion, and I spend my days curled up in a sunny spot on the carpet.
Then, a Master Programmer knocked on my door and said he could help. He mapped my brain along a grid, repaired faulty burned-out connections, and color-coded the ends. By categorizing the components into standardized compartments, the Master Electrician activated the control panel with a consistent light display. His intervention was the turning point in my journey.
I wash the dishes and clothes, sweep, and light up dark corners. I have transformed from feeling lost and floating in jelly fragments to finding peace of mind because Jesus writes his story on my tender heart.
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Leigh-Anne Burley publishes across genres. She is a lifelong learner and enjoys walks in nature, reading, and movies. Most of her work is online. The following are two of her fictions. “Unpredictable Weather Patterns,” published by Little Blue Marble Spaceports and Spidersilk published, “Mr. Mouse and Mr. Clarkes Unite in The Universe.”
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