I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT KIND OF DISCLAIMER THIS FANFICTION NEEDS TO HAVE BECAUSE THIS IS MY FIRST CHRISTIAN WRITING OF ANY KIND AND I BELIEVE THE BIBLE TO BE EVERYONE'S, SO I'LL LET YOU COME UP WITH A DISCLAIMER.
ALL CHARACTERS HAVE THEIR OWN PERSONALITY ACCORDING TO HOW I SEE THEM AND WHAT HAS INSPIRED ME. HARDLY ANY OF THIS REALLY GOES FROM THE BIBLE ITSELF, EXCEPT FOR THE FACT THAT THIS IS THE GOSPEL OF JOHN, BUT THROUGH MY CHARACTER'S EYES.
CHAPTER 1
I jolted up with a loud gasp and tried to recover my breath as I could barely see what was around me. Everything seemed blurred, like I'd been asleep for a really long time and I was just getting used to what the world looked like again.
I squinted as I saw the sun peak through the shutters on the window and stumbled out of bed to open the window.
As I opened the window, I was unprepared when the light ended up being extremely blinding and I fell back on to the floor, quickly shielding my eyes.
I clumsily stood as I held my hand over my eyes searching for a way out of where I was.
Suddenly I heard a door open, hasty footsteps move towards me, and a warm embrace.
"Child, are you all right? My deepest apologies for not being here when you awoke."
I was surprised to hear a woman with a soft accent speaking to me. Her voice was hard, yet soft. Her hold on me was tight, yet tender and I involuntarily relaxed.
"Here, let me get you back to the bed."
She struggled to set me back down on to the bed, but once she did I felt her presence move to another part of the room.
"Please, tell me where I am."
"You are in Galilee."
Galilee? I blinked the thought away momentarily as I tried to take my hand from my eyes, but the woman swiftly pulled my hand down and put a wrapping around my eyes.
"Please child, you cannot open your eyes." She spoke gently.
Suddenly fear consumed me as I searched to grasp her hands firmly in mine.
"How am I in Galilee? Why can't I see? What's happened? What'd I do?" I spat quickly.
Abruptly the atmosphere in the room changed from being full of tension to an area of pure calm.
"I am so glad you are awake." I heard a man say.
His voice was nothing like anything anyone could replicate. It was a balance of authority and gentleness, power and selflessness. It was a voice that would make any person fall to their knees in pure adoration, and I knew instantly who it was.
"Oh my God. Jesus is that you?" I blurted, but my hand rushed to my mouth out of respect.
I heard Him chuckle and it made my stomach turn in to knots it was so beautiful. "Hello Viera."
I coughed out a soft gasp as I clawed at the wrapping around my eyes so I could look at Him that I could really believe what I was hearing.
Instantly He was at my feet, grasping my hands with such tenderness it made me want to cry out in shock.
"Those who believe in Me do not have to see My face to believe. "
He gently let the blindfold fall and I was struggling to keep my eyes closed. I felt His chaliced fingers under my chin and I could literally feel His smile.
"I do believe in You though, Lord." I said as I started to open my eyes. He immediately put his hand over my eyes.
"But you do not trust Me." He stated. I felt my stomach drop in shame, but He put His finger on my forehead. "You do here," He then put His hand on my heart, "But not here."
"You know of Me and My works, but you do not truly know of Me."
I let my head fall as those words sunk through me like a wall of bricks. He was right, He was always right.
He lifted my chin gently as He continued, "But you will learn, that's why you are here. To fully understand."
I must have had a shocked and confused look on my face because He spoke to the woman in the room. "Woman, leave us."
The words He spoke were not of disrespect, but of request because Jesus would not even dare be rude towards His mother.
Holy cow, Mary came to me in my time of need. That was a little bit too much to deal with at this moment so I pushed it in the back of my mind.
Jesus spoke again in a hushed tone. "You are from a time where I have already ascended in to Heaven, to be with My Father. I have brought you here so you may understand all that I have for you, and you may finally see."
He then put His hand down and framed my face in His hands. "Open your eyes." He spoke in a whisper.
I gently opened my eyes and saw the face of Jesus Christ.
It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I couldn't even begin to describe what His face looked like, other than it was the most beautiful thing ever imagined. Looking in to His beautiful eyes made me feel like life was being breathed in to me in a wave that I hadn't expected and I began to cry.
He smiled as His grip on my cheeks grew tighter. "You will understand Viera. More than you ever have before and I am so excited that you are here with Me!"
I laughed and nodded in reply as He gently kissed my forehead and stood holding His hand out to me.
I took it gently and He wrapped His arm around my waist as we walked out of the home.
I looked up at Him and asked bluntly, "Am I dreaming?"
He kept His eyes straight and answered simply, "That is for you to decide."
