The Wayfarers Tale

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Indeed, my heart was warming up to the idea that God is truly alive and magic for lack of a better word is indeed taking place. Sitting beside him, I waited for him to begin conversation or for his offering of herb…Yet, none of this happened for ten, fifteen, twenty long minutes. The silence lingered, even after a homeless friend of his came to sit by us. My conscience flared and I knew that, because I was holding myself in pride and not confessing that is being true and real to him that I was no longer to be tolerated.

I do not want to see him. I try to form a protest, but only whimper mumbling words. I try to get up like a paraplegic learning to walk again. I fumble my way as a drunkard — too dazed to walk clearly. I cross the small bridge as in a fog, I cross the street and onto the sidewalk on the edge of downtown. I could walk no further. My soul was rendered — my ego torn asunder — my bubble had busted. I was an unraveled mess, a crippled cosmology — in short, my reality had become undone and I was freefalling into the pit of isolation, despair and nothingness — I was being gripped in fear.

Not caring if I was seen, I fell on my knees and cried in agony for God. God come unto my aid.


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I rested on a small knoll. I began to breathe slowly…and a few moments later I am in a serene calmness. I looked at the life around me: My shift as an overnight supervisor had ended and I was more than ready to enjoy this beautiful spring morning. I was excited about the day, for I sensed that I was going to do and experience something new.

That morning, I remember it well; it was a beautiful and sparkling spring morning. I was excited and anticipated something good. With vigor I took in the fresh young air and exhaled with a smile on my face. I knew where I wanted to go. I jumped on my motorcycle and headed out of the city toward a quirky town called Madrid which I had previously visited and wanted to spend more time in. Plus the two hour ride down the picturesque and winding Turquoise Trail was reason alone. Yet this light-hearted and almost giddy feeling came along with perturbing, almost nagging questions.

Reaching Madrid, I parked and entered into a quaint cafe. I take my coffee to a charming patio full of antique trinkets. It is quite early and only one middle-aged man with a white hair and a white mustache is sitting there. I take a table and sit a few feet to the side of him. I just rode my motorcycle down a picturesque and winding road and now am about to enjoy a cup of good coffee in this charming little town…but just then, the perturbing questions fling themselves to me. They have me at their mercy.

Even when I give in to them I find no solace, for, no matter how much I strain, I simply do not have answers. And yet the questions come: Where are His real disciples? Where are the martyrs? I knew firsthand, that Roman Catholicism was impotent and I could not find God nor His true disciples there…and, I knew, without a doubt, that the protestant churches including all it sects and cults were no solution.

I yearned for Mystical Drink, I wanted to answer these questions, but knew only farce…I was mystified. I could find no answer. Where is true Christianity? Whatever happened to Christianity? He merely continued to read his newspaper and sip his coffee….

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I feel like a dunce, and most likely look like one as I stare at him, and await his response. I sit and stare and wait, for one then two more minutes. By the fourth minute, I start to question both our sanities.


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He leaves out the door and I only have a second to decide as I see him go into his truck. I turn the ignition, rev up and pursue him. I catch up with him as he is taking me on some coal-blackened back roads of this old mining town. He is taking me up a hill and unto a mesa. For ten minutes I follow him down this bumpy dirt path. A minute or two later, I find myself stopping at the end of the mesa.

I stop at a distance just in case?! Before me is a trailer, painted gold. The stranger, gets out of his truck, moves toward the trailer and enters through the open door. While still on my bike, I debate whether I should go to meet this Gregory. Building up courage, I get off and approach with caution. I look inside and see Gregory sitting on a box crate. He greets me and says to come inside. I look around and see two small pictures of Christ in one scene or another. Seeing these things, I decide to ask him the questions…. Hours pass as he talks about church history, the Byzantine Empire, philosophy, theology, mysticism, the history of modern western thought, comparisons with the east and other pertinent subjects which give light to the question that befuddled me.

These talks seemed to really to go somewhere. Anyway, hour after hour, my soul soared towards the heavens as Gregory answered my questions. The beauty of the answers and the majesty of the high desert gave these talks an almost palpable presence of grace to them. Truly, they felt not of this world. How easy those many hours flew past and if it was not for the grumbling of our stomachs, neither of us would have noticed that the morning had now become dusk. By the time, evening had set in, we decided to go to the local tavern and get something to eat and drink for we had not eaten all day.

We ordered… and as the food was brought to us and were about to feast, there entered three of the most beautiful young women from the chapters of Arabian Nights. These highly attractive women came in dressed in belly-dancing outfits. Being Amateur Night, these beauties were going to put on a show. How things are interesting! Previously, while up at the mesa, Gregory and I had talked about the evil one, and how he tries to ruin those who truly seek after God… and now, as my soul is rejoicing in knowing that the Church and the martyrs really exist and that Christianity is true, here appear these women?

And so it began… they came at us with fake swords on their heads, middle-eastern music in the background, and feline movements which only seductresses know of…and directing their attention toward us, they placed their scarves around our necks…they tried to enchant and capture us… and with smiles of invitation they finished… but, Gregory and I were thinking about the devil and his envy.

We contemplated how the hater of man enviously tries to deny us the way to the Way. Hence, immersed in these thoughts, the temptresses before us seemed to vanish as quickly as they appeared.

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An hour later after we arrived thirty minutes after the belly-dancing performance , it was time for me to leave and go to work as my overnight shift was in two hours. I gave my gratitude to Gregory and told him that I would come and visit him again.

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It seems that I have the road all to myself. My headlight cuts out a narrow path through the velvety blackness. It all seems so otherworldly.

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