Before the curtain falls

I write to you with the utmost importance. To you the reader of my words, the consumer of my thoughts. To you who have been given a peep hole into my mind. I write to you now. I appeal to you, do not take my words lightly. If nothing I have said before resonates let this be it. If one page is dogeared fold this one down. It is the most important thing I will ever be able to share.

My writings have all come from a very deep quiet part of me. As often many writers do they assume different characters. These characters may often have opposing views to that of the human that flicks their pen to create them. I believe there is beauty in that. In the process of interpretation of the true meaning by the reader. Almost like a play where the final act is taken place in the vehicles of the audience on the way home. The curtain is not let down until those watching the performance have performed the act of interpretation. I now give you this. A one act play that has no hidden meaning. Zero fine print, and houses 100% of the authors heart and devotion. This is my greatest piece of work and simplest truth.

We are all damned and have earned the right of eternal judgement in a very fiery eternal grave. Do not fear, for I have found the one and only truth that will exclude you from such a fate. It is not a brilliant revelation or of original thought. Yet as simple as it has been made it seems to be unacceptable in our minds. If we must pay a price for our evil, and that price is our lives, the only thing possible to pay that price is with a life. I have found the one man that can give his life in order to save yours and mine. A man who had no evil inside of him. A man so holey he shines like the sun. The son of the one and only true God. A man who's name is Jesus the Christ and has saved me from me.

He is perfect and without evil. His struggle while on earth is inexplicable. It is to Him that I am eternally grateful. It is to Him and for Him why I write. It is because of Him I am alive. For He rescued me while I was dead and breathed new life into me. In my writings you may be able to point to a blind man, a sick man, a sceptical man. These are all scenes from a play I have lived out. Scenes that end with the blind having sight, the ill becoming whole, and the sceptic with unwavering belief. All of these characters are without a doubt me. However when the curtain falls and the final act begins the characters go back stage, wash the masks off of their faces, fall on their knees, and pray to God He will lead the audience to the right conclusion.

Audience I am now giving you the final act. There is no car ride discussion needed for this play. Merely acceptance of a gift that is freely given to all. Acceptance of Christ that finally gives you what I know you have been searching for.

The breath of life breathed into your dead lungs.

"He who believes in Him is not judged; he who does not believe has been judged already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God."