The Courier by Rev. Corry Stuart
A wild wind is howling, the noise is deafening. The sea was whipped upon the rocks with such force that the spray drenched me. Just sitting there observing the waves coming to and fro. Leaving a residue of kelp and small sea animals on the white sandy beach between the rocks. But then. Suddenly I was not alone. Feeling someone standing behind me, looking at me attentively. This being was scanning my emotions, for I was crying like the sea, howling like the wind. Being swept upon the beach like the kelp, helplessly and hopelessly overwhelmed by my senses. Deep inside me was a burning so severe, that I wished I was numb. The being still observing me in quiet contemplation. My raw feelings so hurt, so dejected, I wanted to crawl under a rock. But where could I here? Then the being approached me, perching on a nearby rock. He was fairly tall, yet not muscular. His blue eyes focused on something I could not see. His beard waving in the wind. The sandals on his feet were wet, but he did not seem to notice. Then, he asked, "What is this emotion you are feeling?" My curt reply was "Anger. Sir, one I do not seem to be able to control." "Why are you so angry, do you know?" Pausing and searching for an answer, I finally replied, "Things are just not going my way, I wish I knew how to settle all the differences, but the more I try the more entangled I become.
"Just like that mess of kelp on the beach," I murmured. "I need help and don't know where to go or what to do." I hesitantly revealed. "Hmm, are you willing to make choices?" His piercing eyes meeting mine. For the first time I really looked at him. His eyes seemed to make contact with something deep inside me, searching all that was within me. A knowing look upon his face, a face that radiated love and compassion. Quietly now I sat, still shivering and wet, but slowly a warmth, that I had not experienced for a long time, invaded my being, yes my very soul. Comfort, peace and love replaced the rebellion and a warlike attitude that was at my center. The tears I wept at that moment were tears of total release, joy and gratitude. It felt as if a healing had taken place. My ego had been set aside for just a while and total soul had taken over. As he passed his hands over me, he told me that from this moment on I only needed to think of him and he would be there. I viewed life from a different perspective now, almost compassionate. Mercy and love revealed themselves to me. I thanked him from the bottom of my heart. "No need", he said, "I am but a courier." With that I was left alone on the beach once more.
From my journal of visions (c)
Corry Stuart
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