God had heard him as suddenly, in the middle of the smooth stretch of the sands without a single blemish or slightest marking at all, there was a small dimple of a kind. As he walked by it, he bent down and gently scooped it up. At first, he thought it was a small toy left behind by a child. Something he had found many times before. But when he opened his hand to check what he had found, he was stunned to be staring at a small statue of none other than the holy Virgin. The types the believers glue to their cars’ or boat’s dashboards as their protector and their savior to as she was. Mother Mary was standing barefooted on a coiled snake, holding a lit torch in her right hand and the Bible in her left arm pressed against her heart while an urn was hanging at her forearm. This was the sign he was waiting for. This was no coincident as he had found many toys before but never anything like that and especially on the day when he was asking God for a direct sign from Him to end his doubts. It took his breath away as this was God speaking to him directly to let him know He was in charge of it all. He cried out of joy that finally, he was assured that He was the sole source of his holy task and it of it all.

 Jubilantly, he continued walking down the beach, clinging the treasure he had found. A few hundred yards later, there was an identical clearing of the smooth stretch of the sands among the totally derby covered beach without any blemishes or any slightest marks. In the middle of it, there was a small stone sticking out no more than two inches up or wide. As he walked by it, he noticed the golden rays of the sun glittering on the rock, spelling the word God as bright as the morning sun. At first, he thought he was seeing things. He circled the rock, and every time, he saw the word God, clearer than before. Stunned, he stood there and stared at the rock while not believing what he was seeing with his own eyes. It was the most beautiful silver and golden colors glittering and vibrantly outlining the word God. He had never seen or witnessed anything like it as many years he had been walking this beach before.

He picked up the rock and headed back toward his house. He knew that this was God who had descended on the beach that he had always thought was God’s chosen place for him to reside. He was happy and no longer afraid of what would come of him or of it all. He was now satisfied that it was all done by God speaking through him to be heard by all. It was an honor that he was the chosen Levi no matter what and how much pain he was to bear it all. He continued for weeks keeping his head down, writing God’s inspired words until the task was done entirely.

The book had been finished and was to be published online as he was directed to do just the same way the book had been reviled to him before so that it can reach His children anywhere in the world. But now he needed a capable hand to review and edit what was written by his hands as he wasn’t a writer or ever thought he would be honored with a task as commanding and holy as the task at hand.

Again, God had blessed him with another of His earthly angels, a capable, godly, kind, and a good family man name, Daniel. Rock and Daniel were old friends. They had met many years before and have been friends since they had common interests in God and their family life. But Daniel was now married with a child, a full-time job, and a small inn on the side. How could he find time to devote to this worthy cause even if he so wanted to help out without a doubt? But, God had called upon him as He had with Rock to be the one to help him out.