Chapter
3 - Page 24 - Africa Bound
Suddenly he found himself on the
opposite side of the blueness, looking at
a small image of himself. The image was
viewing two angels in the sky as they
descended toward him. The angels carried
something between them, each holding one
end of the object. As the angels got
closer to the image of himself, Jim could
see they were carrying a small
bed-nothing more than matted leaves laid
across two poles. Laying on the bed of
leaves was a young black girl. Her knees
hung over the edge of the bed of leaves.
When the angels reached the image of him,
they laid the bed holding the young black
girl at the feet of his image.
Jim knew there was something
special about this girl. Her body was
almost lifeless. As the image of himself
looked at her, Jim could see that she was
in a state of poor health. She lay on her
right side, too weak to rise. Her arms
and legs were thin and appeared twisted.
Her bones were covered with loose,
discolored skin. Scabbed-over sores were
evident above her right eyebrow and under
the left side of her lower lip. The young
girls hair was thin and matted. Her
stomach was swollen from hunger.
Jim saw the image of himself
looking at her face. Her sunken eyes
opened and a tear ran down the side of
her face onto the mat. His dream image
dropped to his knees and covered his face
with his hands. Tears ran through his
fingers. Tears also ran down the sleeping
Jims cheeks, dripping onto his
shoulder, as he watched the dream image
of himself crying.
The two angels ascended back
to heaven. As Jim looked on, the image of
himself gently slipped his hand under the
young black girls head, then bent
to kiss her on the forehead. A sick
feeling came over Jim as he watched his
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