Into the Light
By Baker Street
There once was a fairly wealthy man who had all that his heart could desire. He had a booming business and a nice house. He had a lively social life and many single women had their eye on him as the most eligible bachelor in town. He lived the good life and had enough money to take care of himself in style. He was in touch with all things worldly and never had want of anything that money could buy. His was a carefree and happy life and he enjoyed to the full. He went to the races and bet on the horses. He was invited to the most high-class parties in town on a weekly basis. His car was red and sporty and extremely expensive. Life was good, there was no denying that, and when it seemed that things could only get better; that was when it all went wrong.
Suddenly the country was faced with a severe financial depression which affected his business negatively. It went virtually overnight from a lucrative enterprise to a bottom of the rankings little shop. It eventually got so bad that he had to lay off his last workers and close the place for business. A ‘for sale’ sign was the only thing left to adorn the shop window. His business had gone belly-up along with the economy. Then late one night he was robbed while asleep and the criminals left with everything that he owned. When he awoke in the morning his house was stripped of its contents and he was left with nothing. The last nail in his financial coffin was when the taxman came to collect and relieved him of his last few dollars. Now he was a pauper like many others and the days of the high life was far behind him.
He roamed the streets in search of a job but never found one. He stayed in cheap one roomed apartments and lived off of the charity of others. He was down and out but as he wondered about he met many like himself down on their luck. He grew fond of these vagabonds and outsiders and became one of their own. Although he had lost everything he had gained the brotherhood of man. He had gained love for his fellow man and in doing so had inherited a prize far greater than earthly riches. He had lost all he owned but had found the keys to the kingdom. He had at last found love and the greatest reward of all; hope for all time to come. He was free and rich beyond compare in the currency of heaven which was love, hope and faith. His eyes were opened and his spirit was free.