The Messenger of the Lord

Chapter Eleven

CHAPTER ELEVEN

A gust of breeze passed by my body. It was night time and I was floating next to the Angel, about 15 yards off the ground. We were standing in front of a window of what looked like an orientalbuilding. I could see a dim light lit in the interior of the room.

"Where are we?" I asked the Angel. "In China," he replied.

We approached the building, looking inside the window, I saw a child sitting at the table. He seemed very busy.

"He is Shen Tsing, his father is a rich landownerof this region," the Angel informed me, "Shen Tsing is twelve years old, and an excellent drawing artist,"

Draped papers hung on the walls of the room. It was his bedroom, but it looked more like an art studio. We went inside to see more closely what the child was doing. On the table was a medium-sized paper on which he was drawing what appeared to be a bird. It was a bird of rare characteristics, with a very luxuriant plumage.

The boy put the pencil down on the table. His face expressed an expression of concern and disgust. Suddenly, the angel moved back quickly, crossed the wall, and stood just outside the window where we were before.

A gust of breeze came in through the window causing the child to turn to look. Simultaneously, the Angel was shown as a source of light. The boy stood and stared at the light. After a minute, he said: "The bird of..."

He spent a minute as he scrutinized the light.

"The bird of fire... the winged fire..." he murmured, "What is this?" he asked at last.

"A Messenger of Light," answered the Angel from the light.

The boy opened his eyes wide, filled with astonishment.

"A messenger?... Do you have a message?"

"I have a solution to your difficulties," said the Angel from the light, "you must finish The Bird ofFire for the visit of the lord of the neighboring region before dawn," explained the Angel.

"You know it! ... you are a messenger from heaven," he said as his astonishment increased, "Canyou help me find the solution?"

"We came to help you,"

The light began to expand and revealed the presence of the Angel. The boy looked at him excitedly. The Angel made a gesture and revealed my presence. The boy looked at me and bowed.

"I am Shen Tsing Hwang,"

"I am Anthony," I replied and bowed.

"Tonight, you will find the solution for your work "The Bird of Fire" said the Angel.

The Angel asked Shen Tsing to sit at the table. "Drawing is an image that reflects creation in the

imagination," said the Angel.

He created the rectangle in the air as he used to do and began to draw.

"What you create with your imagination, you look at it without the eyes of your body," he said while drawing a bird quickly, "you look at it with theperception of the spirit that you are, since you exist in such a universe in the imagination,"

He drew a bird with its wings fully spread out and continued: "Just as there is a law of symmetryon both sides of this bird, there is a symmetry between your imagination and the drawing you create on paper," he said at the end of the drawing.

So, surprising was the speed and accuracy of his drawing as the revelation he had just said. TheAngel turned his head to look at us and I realized that the expression of the face Shen Tsing was the same as mine. We had just witnessed the revelation of a creation secret.