A narrative, based on Revelation 1:13-17, from the Bible.
The Light almost blinded me.
It seemed to illuminate every corner of the earth, emanating vibrantly off the Son of Man's face. A snow white robe draped down His body, covering His feet. The garment seemed to ripple, like a current of purity dancing in a stream. Embellished with a glimmering golden sash, the clothing almost shone as bright as the Lord's face.
Matching His attire, His hair was a blemish-free white, resting calmly on His shoulders, and His eyes, oh, those eyes. They were strikingly blazing, like balls of fire. Yet, they were not filled with spite nor terrible burning. Nay, they were two pools of pure kindness, mercy, and a welcoming warmth no winter wind could snuff out.
My eyes burned, tears threatening to spill out of them. With an awe-filled exhale, I collapsed to the ground. My knees slammed the floor with a thump. I buried my face into my hands. The sight of my Savior was too wonderful for me, too great for me to understand. I felt a gentle touch, a graceful hand placed upon my head. A chill ran through my body, but it wasn't a strange, unsettling chill. It was a joy induced chill, one to be thoroughly enjoyed.
Then He spoke, and the whole earth seemed to tremble in wonder. One line, just one simple sentence, managed to tear down every insecurity. Every snippet of fear, striped away.
"Do not be afraid."
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