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Alighting from a cab on the busy streets of campus city on moccasins, he is tall and proud. The object of every gaze, the hero of youthful craze. Puffing at the lighted stick between his finger tips, flocked by skirts and leather hides, he is the regular cool guy with side burns, fads and light brown eyes.
His name is Amos.
He looks sure and composed from the top to his toes, yet beneath the folds of leather jackets, amidst the roar of hilarious rackets lies a festering sore.
Its pungent smell reeks in his soul, for though he walks tall, inside he is small and unsure.
Looking for hope; fear and frustration are the only emotions he knows.
His soul is desolate and wandering, seeking refuge; a place to hide from the agony he feels inside.
Yet he looks in disdain at the folks who claim that Christ came, died and rose again.
Yet he is witness to an inner aching void, a nagging voice, an echo in the hole in his soul, a tug at the reins of his heart at the mention of that Name.
Amos is the young man who seeks for a reality that beckons him, a life that eludes his grasp, a destiny that taunts him.
All he needs to know is the answer to the questions in his mind: Does life hold for me a reason? Does my existence have any meaning?
The answer is only an armís length, this he doesnít realize, but looks at you and wonders at your life for he is in the darkness and you are the light.
You will meet him in everyplace, fooling others with his show of spunk.
But you know that inside he is empty and searching for the light so please donít hold back, speak to him for you are an emissary of the Most High King.
For you are the source of a spring and out of your belly flows streams;
waters in which he can bathe and be cleansed of guilt and sin, from which he can drink deep and be filled, in which he can find life and have a song to sing.
For his heart needs to be healed, his soul refreshed and his spirit needs new birth
Right now he is alone, he has no place to run to, no one to turn to, he is searching for a place called home.
Help Amos, please donít be deceived by the look on his face, for he is empty and in need of grace. You are the answer to the questions in his heart.
A beacon, a ray of light to his darkness, a song of hope to his despair, peace and shelter from his storm.
You bring the fragrance of a life that holds a promise of eternal rest from lingering strife.
In your hands is the key to life and peace.
Please do all you must to ensure that Amos is set free.
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