Had a mother that loved him. Had a father that was proud of him. Had a teacher that cared for him. Had a friend that played with him.
The little boy that once was. Had food when hungry. Had a bed when tired. Had toys when bored. Had his mother’s embrace when hurt. And all was fine.
Until all was lost. Then all was replaced.
With evil voices whispering in his ears. Evil thoughts embedding in his soul. Evil deeds placed in his hands.
And the young man was no longer the little boy that once was.
But what if the young man still had good food, a warm bed, some soul-nourishing entertainment and a loving embrace.
What if he still had his mother’s love, his father’s pride, his teacher’s support, and his friend’s company?
Would he still listen to the evil voices whispering in his ears? Would he still welcome the evil thoughts into his soul? Would he still grasp the evil deeds in hands?
Or, would all have remained fine. For him and for us.