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A Knock At The Heart
by Andre Williams
09/15/09
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A Knock At The Heart

Now of all the lowdown, dirty tricks anyone could play- this one beats them all. Titus figured that he had Carol right where he wanted her. He had been pursuing this young lady for some time now and finally she made a commitment to him, with
restrictions of course.

She had been trying to get him to her church for months and he, well let's just say he had other interests; never the less, he would be true to his word with her. As all true salvations start, the very instance that he made the decision everything
in his life seem to fall apart. As he started on what would be his last night out on the town things were a little different.

All of the music playing at the clubs, even the girls that he'd dance with shared a common almost translucent if not transparent chemistry (if that makes sense).

He wondered at first if some sort of pre-mature devotion was challenging his desire for Carol. But yet, even when he thought on her it was somewhat vague in comparison to what was going on inside of him. Finally as he danced with another young lady

he decided to go ahead and invite her home with him, after all she did seem to be rather easy and agreeable. As the night progressed and the date ended something different had transpired inside of Titus, and without going into the details of his
date night let's just say that things were very empty.

When the young lady had left for home, there remained in the apartment a dense, even somewhat haunting feeling as Titus prepared for bed. All the words that he remembered in conversations with Carol were fresh on his mind, and would not be shaken.

Maybe (he thought) there is something to this stuff that she's been telling me. It seemed that this feeling continued on through the night and the following day-Saturday.

This was an unusual weekend altogether, and just happened to be Good Friday weekend. By now what was stirring inside of him had left emptiness for the things that once brought satisfaction to him - namely getting high on weed and drinking his favorite wine.
He had just spent about $35.00 in preparation to meet with the others over friends house for the accustomed "get high, get drunk, and get laid" weekend. But the more he thought on the subject, the more sickening it was becoming and he instead found himself walking toward the restroom to do what even he could not believe.

One by one the desire began to vanish from his life. First the pot so neatly rolled in a bag found its way to the commode; followed by the cigarettes and finally the remaining wine that he had just purchased. Titus didn't understand what was going on, but he found himself enjoying the freedom that he felt. It was as though chains were being loosed from him as his entire room was filled with some weird presence that he had never encountered.

As he retired back to the living room of his small apartment he began to battle with the thoughts of being alone on this holiday weekend. It wasn't that strange to him because all of his life he had been around church people; he even had two uncles that were ministers and would sometimes go to church (to see the girls no doubt).

As he would sometimes do in year's prior, he turned the channel to check out some of the old movies like Ten Commandments, Spartacus, or what was on tonight-The Robe. Tonight was so much stranger than all the other times, it seemed as though the characters actually leaped off the scenes and spoke directly to him.

Titus began to cry as the scenes progressed leading to the crucifixion. He began to ask questions within himself if whether this was what really happened, "of course it is," he thought. But can he, will he do this for me were the questions that drew his attention to the character portrayed on the cross that night?

By now with his eyes filled with tears, and nobody in the room (or so he thought), he stated asking questions that he really needed some answers to; questions that would drain him of all his energy and retire him to a tear stained pillow that evening where he would be awakened with the answers.


The Visitation.... to be continued


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