The Guy Through My Window

CHAPTER 8

LUKE's POV;

I waited secretly outside Judith's house, it was the day Christians went to church and I need to find out what is in that place? People go there and change, the real spiritual change. I knew a guy from the football team, a bossy guy just like me but one day he just decided to become a Christian(like that was the greatest achievement in his life) out of nowhere. When I initially heard about his conversion I mocked him so badly that he left holding a yellow face and since then I have never seen him. 

I was curious to know what happens in that 'church' that people change in a few moments but not in those long therapeutic visits, trust me I have attended for a year or so it seemed useless. I'm personally not that Romeo kind of guy because I always end up hurting someone and most importantly the girls were the ones behind me. It wouldn't last that long I'm glad it didn't. But this time it feels different, a true feeling I thought I never had. The first time I saw her my heart thud a thunderous beat, the way her white dress radiated her soul, her innocent face, curly bouncy hair, and sparkling green eyes filled my soul. She was perfect just as I have dreamt about my dream girl. I might have met her once, passed by her a million times in school but I have been so blind to see her now when I had been looking for her among the fake. I caught my reflection in the rare mirror to find my cheeks flushed red, am I blushing? Luke Marshall is blushing??

I enter the stone building controlling that blush that creeps up my face. The church was crowded with people(from where did these nomads ever come from?), I made sure I stay hidden from Judi so I occupy a seat a few pews away from her. I observed how this place was quiet even though it was full of people, there were dark-coloured books piled in the racks before me. A man clad in white holding a thick book(which I supposed was the BIBLE) began his speaking to the crowd with a large Colgate smile never leaving him. He was instructed to open the HOLY Book to the required verses and the crowd obeyed him with zest. And he explained them with genuine knowledge about those simple lines enlightening me, I wanted to object scream out to the man but I felt numb. Then there was music, not the ones I listen to but melodious ones. I remember how I laughed at my friends when they listened to slow tunes but look at me now I'm drawn to it. The music goes fast as it processed the crowds enjoy its tunes singing their lungs out not caring they carry its tune but genuinely getting drunk in those lyrics.

My ear focuses on the lyrics as my mind replays my past, the dreadful memories sinking into my heart a heavy burden being laid on my chest. I breathe through my mouth as though the burden would be released through my breath but it doesn't it only deepens.

Then something unexpected happens, something that I thought would never happen. My Burden DISSOLVES like someone was magically drawing that sinking burden from my chest. I stood there in awe feeling my burden neutralizing, feeling that beautiful moment. It was a few moments but these few moments changed me in a snap.  IT WAS HIM! TRULY HE DOES EXIST!  JESUS WHO HEALED ME!! AND HE MADE ME FEEL HIM!! Why should he do that to me a wretch like me??? All those thoughts I had against him drowned down with my tears. I screamed HALLELUJAH!!! and fell to the ground crying as though for someone's death but then I realized it was my own. 

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"I HAVE BEEN CRUCIFIED WITH CHRIST AND I NO LONGER LIVE, BUT CHRIST LIVES IN ME." Galatians 2:20

                                                             AUTHOR's NOTE;

I so badly wanted to post this chapter! I finally did! It's my personal favourite and this was how I ENCOUNTERED JESUS.

{JF Abraham}