This book is a true story, it is unique to me, and the events explained in it are the way I saw them and from a perspective which I believe is honest and true. Some names may be changed for the sake of anonymity but the events will remain the same.
Excerpt:
Jack Devonshire a national sales representative was driving home one evening after a pretty mundane sort of a day. As he drove over the crest of a hill approaching his home town he saw a most beautiful sunset in all its glory. Spying a lay‐by on the off side of the road he indicated and pulled in. With his eyes fixed on the glorious setting sun he got out of his car and resting his arms over the roof nestled his chin on his hands; his eyes were opened as wide as wide could be, and he felt a sense of euphoria. Yes, he had seen sunsets in the past, but never one to compare with this, it was magnificent! He was going to savour every minute because he knew that in a short time the wonderful scene would be gone for ever.
Carol Knight, a mother of three, was going upstairs to put some toiletries in the bathroom as the notion crossed her mind to close the bedroom curtains. She was thinking a thousand thoughts as she wandered into the bedroom when suddenly a rapturous feeling filled her soul. She was gazing through the window at this most beautiful sunset, the same one Jack had stopped to take pleasure in, and was fixed to the spot wondering if she should tell her family who were downstairs, but then again she might lose the moment for ever, anyway they might not appreciate it. This was like all the sunsets she had ever seen rolled into one and she could have so easily missed it. What an amazing sight she thought, I will take my fill of this wondrous moment.
Brian Reed, a local farmer, was looking at the exact same sunset from his tractor. He had seen many a sunset in his life time but, never one like this; it had taken his breath away, surpassing anything he had ever seen before. He remembered a recent Bible reading from the book of psalms ‘the heavens declare the glory of the Lord’. Yes, he could see that! What a great deal of pleasure he was getting from this moment.
Within the space of a minute the glorious sight was gone forever, but Brian, Jack and Carol would never forget the remarkable sight, what a pleasurable event it had been for them.
If you had asked any of them to describe their experience they would not describe it in exactly the same way, we might ask ‘why not?’
The answer is ‐ there are a hundred and one differing variables which make them unique in their own right. For example: where they were geographically at that given moment in time; in the bedroom, on the road side and in a field.
All the compilation of memories that made up their own individual experiences would affect how they would describe what they saw, yet they were all looking at the same sunset ‐ or were they. Think about it, go ahead philosophize about it.
I mention the above at the outset of my story, because this story is unique to me. The events explained in it are the way I saw them, from a perspective which I believe is honest and true. Some of the names of people and places have been changed for the sake of anonymity, but the events remain the same.
I saw such a ‘spiritual’ glorious sunset, and more, it did not fade away with the night, but became more glorious, this is what I want to share with you, the reader.
