Author – Emily T.

A long time ago, in the land of saints and sinners, there lived a man like no other . It was said that he could heal the blind and make lame men walk. It was also said that he could even bring people back from the dead. Some believed that he was the son of God. His name was Jesus. There was also a man named Jarius. Jarius was an important man, for he was the ruler of a synagogue. He had a pretty good life. He had a wife, a daughter, and a nice home as well. One day his daughter got sick, and so he went to his synagogue to pray. As he was coming home, he saw a crowd. In the middle of the crowd was a man he had never seen before.  It wasn’t that the man was ugly or alien. He had a look similar to others. Yet, there was something about him. Maybe it was the way his eyes shined with love, or maybe it was the warmth that radiated from him, or it could have been the feeling that the man gave him; the feeling that everything would be all right.  Jairus didn’t want to simply pass him by, but he knew he had to get home. Reluctantly, he left the crowd and walked toward his house. As soon as he got there, he could feel that something wasn’t right. His wife confirmed his premonition when she ran out of the house, face red and wet, tears flowing from eyes streaked with sorrow. He ran to her and enveloped her in a protective embrace. “What is wrong he asked?” “M…M…Maria is d…d..dead. Continue reading →