The Author

A story: It starts back a few years ago, A certain man had a threat made on his life for no good reason at all, so he fled the city to give the one making threats time to calm down. The man fled to his home town; little did he know the threat of death its self had followed him. When he arrived to his home town he was confronted by a group of people at least fifteen in number that wanted nothing more then to beat him down for being a different race, so they went after him with fist pounding and feet kicking all over his body as tears streamed down the mans face, he wondered why this was happening to him and afraid for his life. Amazingly the group some how were unable to put an end to this mans life. He escaped death but it was not over. As he came back to the city where he lived, death followed him but this time it was internal. He struggled with thoughts of death, thoughts of taking his own life. He had no idea where these thoughts came from but they were trying to take over.
Then one day the man meets a person who had eyes that radiated light brighter then the sun. These eyes had nothing but life shining through them; he reached out his hand to the man, and when he did his hand seemed to radiate light. The man took a closer look, his hand was pierced and where the hole was light shone through it. The man grabbed this pierced hand and gazed into the glowing eyes and at that moment life entered the man. These eyes were filled with life, the person then declared that he was the Author of Life there was no death in Him. The man wept, the presents he felt was nothing he could describe with words, death was ripped out of the man and destroyed. Why have you come, the man declared? I came because I love. Did you not know that when you reached your hand out to me you reached out with your heart as well he asked? This was an act of faith He said. It was then that life was given to you. For the life I behold is for all who reach out to me. I Am the Author of Life He declared. The man now lives free of death, full of life and love. The Author walks beside man as like a brother to this very day.