It was a world of darkness and silence. When the sun set, the only light would be that of the moon and stars. All activity ceased, therefore, when the sun’s last rays disappeared. With the cessation of man-made activity came a silence so profound that it was tangible, broken only by the occasional cry of an animal or a bird, the rustling of an animal in the forest, another animal in a pen.
In such a time, eternity had a terrible and foreboding meaning to those who considered it. A world of perpetual darkness was palpable to those who spent half their life in the shadow of that darkness. In that silence there was a certainty that the soul’s salvation depended on each person’s ability to survive the temptations and manipulations of Satan and his demons.
Redemption was possible only because of the sacrifice of the son of the very…
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