And He appeared unto her....

So there is a supernatural world. It does exist. Lori-Anne Specter was reeling from this out of sorts realization as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling of her worn out, dilapidated apartment. Initially the day had been pretty standard, variation and surprises were not a norm in Lori's life, she had been busy with the fourth activity on the never changing agenda of her routine when the unimaginable, inconceivably strangest thing occurred. She was half way through peeling the potatoes for her daily special of wedges and fried chicken when she felt the presence of something, someone. The fullness of this presence seemed to tangibly expand into every part of the apartment, making it feel small and insignificant. The atmosphere felt different and the power in it suddenly made her feel insanely dizzy,  the corner of her eye caught something...  it was bright, definitely not natural or human and she knew that inevitably she would have to be brave to look at it. Slowly turning, her eyes began to focus on the strange phenomenon standing in the corner of the kitchen. Her mind desperately grasped for logical reason and meaning to make sense of what she was seeing. No doubt it was a man standing there, broad, powerful and rigid. He was clothed in a brilliant white mist like substance and he seemed to be glowing from head to toe. His dark hair fell to his shoulders, framing his face like a majestic crown, he stood barefoot, arms folded authoritatively across his broad chest. There was a sternness in his olive tanned face that made her feel weak but the gentleness in his brilliant blue eyes somehow seemed like a world on its own. Lori's legs betrayed her and she fell to the ground in fear and panic. Who is he? What does he want? What is he doing here? Most terrifying of all... How did he get into her apartment?! Strangely enough as fearful as she felt, somehow there was a peace that gripped her raging heart and she had this sure feeling that she was in no danger at all. She could not peel her eyes from him, she sat staring at him in awe, curiosity and utter admiration. As she looked at him, she noticed the intense color of the light that shone out from behind him, it was a amber color draped with a hue of silver and blue, the colors seemed to dance into each other in delicate harmony and order. Then... he spoke... His voice was unlike any sound she had ever heard or hoped she would hear, it fell pleasantly on her ears and it seemed to travel far deeper than her ear canal. It dropped right into her soul. He spoke in a language that her ear could not make sense to but it's echo seemed to translate into her inner being and meaning was construed. It was evident, he was sent from the presence of.... God and his message carried long awaited hope and peace all buried in the simple yet powerful words: FEAR NOT