I was alone, the earth seemed bare beneath my feet, soon I was staring at a dark figure, something liking to a silhouette or shadow even, the being made some advances towards me, I began to retreat, I felt afraid.

Suddenly I felt myself being lifted up from the ground and soon I was floating only a couple of meters or so above the surface, but enough to be out of reach from the outstretched arm of my assailant, it was like I was being carried by angels. As more time passed, the distance only got greater between my assailant and I, until I came to a height of hundreds of metres above the surface, there were fears that I was going to fall out of the sky to my death as it dawned on me that I was really up in the sky and like the earth itself suspended above nothing, certainly nothing physical or visual. I thought of my wife Sharron and our children Joshua, Jacob and Ellie and hoped they were alright. What I also felt and so too was my overriding feeling was that I was safe, like I was in the arms of my creator, like I had been rescued, that everything was going to be alright, that God was in the process of taking away all evil. The journey finally culminated in the scene of a place which was robed in brilliant colours and peaceful and a young child depicting purity and innocence was there, picking flowers from the pastures.
I present to you,
The Life of Paul
A Story that will make you believe in heaven