Evolving in the Light.

"Are you there, God? It's me, Lennox. Do you ever hear my prayers?" Lennox wondered. Long ago, he believed. Lydia was his mother, and she took him to Sunday School along with his older sister. There he learnt about Jesus, and God blessing all the children, never too busy to hear anyone praying. Lennox learnt about the wonder of Heaven and Eternal light and love.

But Lydia passed away too young, always yelled at by his father. His sister wed very young, so Lennox was brought up by his father, Joachim. Due to his own paternal survivor baggage of escaping religous bigots and persecution, Joachim was an atheist and a nihilist. On his personal journey, he stopped Lennox from attending Sunday School, and discouraged his Christian learning.

But for some reason, as a teen, Lennox found himself turning back to his early beliefs, as he successfully studied Theology with some assorted clergy. The learned Professor always termed these students, clad in clerical black, as "The Divinities". Lennox duly topped the finals, beating the religious in straight A's. But he had kept this aspect of his brilliant graduation from his father, the Bible kept discreetly under his pile of other books. Joachim remained totally unaware of this input to his son's education. At the same time, he was teaching Lennox to read the thoughts of Chairman Mao, in the Little Red Book.

However, as a graduate teacher, Lennox secured a position to teach religion, despite his lapsed father. Joachim's negative, melancholic ramblings meant little. Lennox believed, or doubted. Sometimes he wondered what he was teaching, was it all undue indoctrination? No, his students grew up in a classroom of good friends in God, embracing diversity. Did not do them any harm at all! Yes, Lennox believed.

Despite this, at the age of thiry plus, Lennox turned away from God. His father's youthful training and negative life coaching kept Lennox impacted by doubts. Lennox had married a woman who blamed him for her general disappointments, so she divorced him. For years, Lennox pondered on God and the Lord Jesus Christ, but he kept his issues with belief in silence. Any anxiety might find him sitting in an empty Church, praying and turning his concerns over to God. Lennox believed that Faith is free, "for the people, by the people, and for the benefit of the people." Lennox would pray for the light, a response, telling himself, "I cannot help my early conditioning."

At the age of sixty, he made his decision. It was not too late to join a local church. "I fill my soul with the light!" Lennox told himself. He had a great gift for smiling and sharing his faith with all he met, his tough life had toughened him up.

Who guided Lennox on his quest? Childhood influences, his parents, his fond recollections of Lydia's loving hands, they all played a part, were factors. God led Lennox to trust in the divine path, to follow his destiny, evolving in the light, growing his devotion to hope and peace.

He could still sit in an empty church to pray. Is the church really empty? Alone, but not alone, never lonely. "Things are better this way," he told himself. Or so he believed, until one church day, he was charmed by a mature woman while having coffee and cakes after worship.

Surprisingly, this gal thought Lennox was her cup of tea, her kind of guy. She told him her name was Luna, she had altered her first name. Friendship bloomed, Luna became his inspiration, as her own light beamed with their smiles. Lennox was experiencing pondering so youthfully. But he was still eligible for a senior's card, contemplating retirement for that golden plateau.

Time elapsed. Time takes care of each human and their emotions. To Lennox, Luna seemed forever young. Love persevered, he aimed to evolve in the love of a woman as well as in the worship they both shared now. To Luna, Lennox never grew less handsome, as once restless nights were quenched by the tranquillity of Luna, a light in his dark.

The aging couple seemed eternally entranced, they were attracted from that first meeting, Lennox began to express his basic faith in writing online. His voice was clear and ardent, as he always had been. He had been hidden behind his complicit obedience to his controlling father, now long gone to history. Joachim was merely a plaque in a memorial, never visited ever again, by Lennox or his sister.

Lennox stopped blaming his past influences, and enjoyed his future years, cloistered with a pearl. They loved and sang silly songs, they were born to be alive. The world could sometimes be collapsing around them, even descending into anarchy, but Lennox and Luna kept on believing in their very human destiny, reaching for their own stars.

Luna refused to discuss her own previous journey which had led to her arrival here. She liked being a woman of mystery. Their relationship and her charming graces created a translucent serenity shining as real world blessings on Lennox and their circle of seniors. Lennox was never to grow any older, ensnared gratefully by Luna's web of affection, and their unique aphrodisiacs of romance.

"Don't ever stop loving me," Lennox would sing, resting in bed holding her hand. Many of his original scribblings were by now either misunderstood or being welcomed and appreciated by his followers, Luna was silent, meditating, but then reassured her part-time lover. Fortunately, she never wavered, as she and Lennox had finally encountered true soulmate love. Future generations shall come to be born, and pass away to leave this mortal coil, spinning through space as stardust, or reunited in the light.

Luna took the lead, and shared her inner beauty with Lennox. He was destined never to be a withered, bitter and desiccated old goat as Joachim had been. Lennox whispered tender endearments, as the couple subsided. He silently thanked the great light giver for such a moonbeam, filling him with light.

The two lovers continue their path even to the present day, still praying for each other and the world ahead. Their relationship was an open secret, but it really did not matter to anyone anyway. Any critics are like seagulls, bickering over their own cant. No one had gotten to Lennox and Luna. He always saw more in the Luna, his own moon, than any scientist could envisage. To him, Luna was his one, all his male prayers had been answered in God's own plan.

They are still evolving, with a love for God and each other, that shall last perpetually, even today, for tomorrow, and for all time. Love and light are echoing through the vast universe and each mortal destiny. Lennox believes his God is there.