Prologue

What does an unbelieving world simply find unbelieving? Love? Hate? The supernatural? The Devil? Or even God Himself? Humans have always feared what they didn’t understand. It has always been easier to believe the impossible was indeed just that. Impossible! It’s easier to say that a young boy who hears voices in his head has a mental condition and lock him away from society in a mental institution. For what we can’t explain or understand we dismiss it and claim it never happened.

How many times must a boy cry wolf before society no longer comes to his wails? How can you tell the difference between fact and fiction? Which is myth and which is legend? By what you see in the newspaper or watch on the news? By what sites you visit on the internet or what books you read? Or do you believe what people tell you to believe? Do you search for truth? Do you yearn the knowledge to discern what is true and what is false?

In a world that seems to get more corrupt as each day passes by it gets harder and harder to find the light at the end of the tunnel. Evil has been made good and good turned into evil. Moral values have become a dismal vision of the past. Humans brutally murdering other human beings. Torturing their bodies for their own personal enjoyment. Crime rates rising by the second. Has the world lost control of itself? Did it even have control to begin with? When we search for light we find darkness. Instead of love we hate. In our search for happiness and joy we discover pain and sorrow. We seek out peace but we get wars on top of wars. Will it ever end? Will we ever find what we truly desire?

What would you do? What do you do you when evil confronts you? What happens when the darkness seems to swallow you? Do you try to run and hide? Do you cower in the corner? Do you tuck your tail between your legs? Do you let your fear takeover? Do you become weak? Are you afraid for your life? For what may happen next?

Or do you stand strong? Do you face it head on? Do you look to the Heavens for your strength? Do you seek God diligently or do you try to do it on your own? So many questions yet so little answers. We search for truth but can we really handle the truth? Will it really set us free? Will darkness overshadow the light? Are you able to overcome it? Are you able to hold your head up high? Will you escape unharmed? Will you barely sneak by? Or will your life come to its final stop? What will come about when death comes knocking on your front door?