For those of you who where confused about the mention of Ash and Joshua's resemblance to him, you may want to read the following story:
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A very young man, or perhaps an very old boy, stared out across the bustling city river. A few moments before he had sat across from a lady who worked at the employment office. In a few weeks, his life had been reduced to rubble. A tornado of love and hate had destroyed his way of living. Had his friend Nathaniel been wrong? If he had been correct, then why had his father disowned him? Ash was barely old enough to have a job. A kindhearted old couple were the only ones who had ever showed him love since he had been officially disowned. But they were gone; moved to another part of the country.
A gust of wind whipped up a wisp of Ash's dusty red hair. He closed his eyes. He lifted his tear stained face to the sky. If there was anyone in the world who would care for him now, it was Him. The Friend of the Sinner, and the One who could wipe any tear away. Astonishingly, a mysterious sense of peace seemed to be poured into Ash.
Standing up, Ash was ready to face the world.
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Solomon couldn't help but remember the heart wrenching tale. Although apologies had been given around many times over, the once sour old man still a seed of guilt buried deep in his heart.
Solomon went back further, before that event, to a place he wished to eternally erase from his past, but a pivotal point in his enigmatic life.
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"I told you never to go to those erronious meetings!"
"But Dad, isn't wonderful... astonishing to know that..."
"Stop being disrespectful to your father! I told you to stop going to those gatherings and you deliberately disobeyed me!"
"Solomon, I think you're being much too..."
"Mae, when we first got married we made some agreements about raising our children. We must stick together on this agreement. Ash can't have one parent say one thing and the other parent contradict the first." Solomon vehemently argued with his patient son. The two spouses were enraged at their son's attendance to the mentioned meetings. But they weren't just any meetings, they were church meetings.
"Ash, a God like that can't exist. You can't see him, hear him, anything! You can't experience him with any of your five senses!"
"But Dad, He does exist. I know it! I've felt it!" the brave teenager held on to his beliefs.
"Son, our family does not believe in a God. We believe in science. If you wish to continue to be part of this family, you'll have to conform."
"Ash, please." Mae helplessly tried to convince her son.
"Mom, Dad. I can't. I won't. I won't give up God."
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Solomon stood in awe over t he amazing ways that Omnipresent Being had worked in his life throughout the years. Through his mother, through his son, and through a mysterious boy named Joshua.
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