Reader, do you believe there is a devil? Big Foot? Yeti? Have you had no encounters? While walking the other day alone in the forest, I met a young boy. Entirely startled, I almost fled.
Walking Alone
“Why on earth are you walking alone?”, I inquired of the boy, still at considerable distance.
The boy smiled. But it reminded me of a ghosts smile. Usually when I walk in the woods I carry at least a 9mm pistol. But today I had assumed my walk was too short too be in any danger.
But when I saw the boys ghost smile, I felt myself reaching to my waistband. Yup, I left my pistol.
Thats okay, I could not shoot at him anyway, I thought.
“I am Big Foot”, the boy told me, as the smile went ear to ear. I looked up and slightly around. The heavy voice in the young boy had my heart racing. But more, I felt intensified darkness coming from the boy and surrounding me.
Terrified, I thought of running. What should I do? Then it clicked. A total peace came over me.
I thought, if this is something out of the ordinary, I will approach it with no presumptions, I will just ask questions. I have lived this long, there is no reason to fear dying. After all, if I run I will miss out on an opportunity of a lifetime.
Conversing With Big Foot
“Young boy, is there someone in you?”, I inquired at a considerable distance.
“I am not a boy, I am Big Foot,” the boy replied.
Then, out of the forest stepped a full grown man.
Startled by this realization, I once again thought of running.
I remembered times in my childhood when I had got scared and tore off running, only to recognize after that it was probably all in my head. Or, maybe there was something there, guess I’ll never know. But, I told myself, you can’t run now. You will look stupid in front of this grown ass man.
“Hey did the boy just tell me he was Big Foot?” I inquired, as I set aside my fears and started acting normal.
“Your not so crazy, he may have said that,” the man explained.
“What is going on back here?” I inquired.
Sighing and looking towards the forest, the man said, “Yes, you really do seem like the right person to talk with. Lets talk about it.”
Man To Man
“Can I ask your name?” I inquired as we shook hands. His hand was firm and his eye had a stoic confidence. A confidence that I often wished to carry within myself.
After a brief pause of eye contact, the man began to speak. His words were so eloquent, his mannerism so polite. Each word carried a flow of the spiritual world, sinking deep within and taking me on a journey.
The man began by telling me of his childhood. As he talked, I felt his joys and sorrows. It was not just a story, it was not just a movie. It was as if our surroundings were changing and I was walking with him throughout his life.
He told me of some of the most tragic experiences he had faced and talked of his long time trouble figuring out how to make women like him.
The man said he was so lonely from any friends, male or female. But was trying to do good in the world. He could not bring himself to ask out women and when he did, he looked so scared that they just said no. I was so fascinated by this, I began asking more and more questions on it. He answered them, but then told me I would figure it out soon enough.
The man explained that he too was once on spiritual journey like myself. But said he made too many mistakes. He got too embittered in the world.
My story was so similar to his, I felt like I never had a better friend.
Wait, Where Am I?
So deeply entrenched in his story, I soon entirely forgot that I was even on a morning walk in the woods.
I passed from place to place, envisioning his struggles and hearing of his hardships.
At one point in his story he became so embittered by life’s struggles, that he turned to harming others. And his life got terrible. Nothing went right.
He then quoted from Job in the bible, who God and the Devil agreed together to scourge. But Job would not curse God.
He explained to me that his life was so terrible, but that he turned it around and followed the example of Job. I saw how bad his life really was.
After years of struggle, the man came to be blessed above anything he had imagined. As he told me of his riches, I thought I could see them.
After awhile, I felt in total admiration. I could not believe I was sitting with a man so capable, someone I could aspire to be like.
Would You Like To Meet The Boy?
The man and I were still in the small meadow near the forest, but I was so interested in what he was saying I entirely forgot.
But then he says, “You know that boy you saw? Would you like to meet him?”
A bit startled, I said, “Sure I would.”
The man and I started walking towards the forest.
I could see the boy sitting there. His eyes were fixed on the darker parts of the forest. But the boy seemed calm.
The man called to the boy but the boy did not move.
We walked immediately up to the boy and the man raised him up by the hand. The man looked at me, looked at the boy and says, you should shake the boys hand.
I looked at the boy and shook his hand. But the boy would not let go of mine. He just stared into my eyes. Then the boy hugged me as if I was his best friend.
Such deep love I felt for the boy that in return, I hugged him back. But as I did, he entirely disappeared.
I was deeply startled and immediately looked up at the man. He said to me, “That boy was you when you were young. Remember the words of Job, and when life is bitter, when you feel like hurting others, when God and the Devil conspire against you, be like Job.
The man turned and walked into the forest. I went home with these words on my mind: Be Like Job.
(Note: This story is not real, I was struggling with some personal darkness and this was the best way I could write what I was learning. After originally titling the article “My Struggle With Darkness” I started realizing I wasn’t going to be able to share it.)
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