I arise from my deep slumber, my feet standing upon a rough, rocky surface. Before me lays an ocean that stretches as far as eye can see. But the ocean does not glow with the colorful light dancing about in the sky above me, nor does it reflect a deep blue or green. Instead, it seethes in blackness, and consumes the light that would have otherwise played upon its surface.
Something is amiss about this water, so I step forward for a closer inspection only to leap back to where I stood before. What lay before me is not an ocean of water, but rather an abyss of vermin and foul creatures crawling upon one another. Behind me is no sure footing, it seems the rough rocky surface upon which I stand is the only place left in this love-forsaken world.
Suddenly, an angel stands at my right side. “Where am I?” I plead.
“The place you would not understand,” he replies with solemn countenance.
“What is this terrible ocean that surrounds me?” I ask fearfully.
“This endless, abysmal sea,” he says while extending his hand about us, “is filled with the sins of your entire life, from youth to old age.”
“Certainly I could not have sinned that much!” I protest, not because I think him a liar, but because of the fearful truth in his words. Continue reading The Sea of Darkness: A Parable