Short story. "Meet chuck"

Meet chuck....
Chuck was just an average hillbilly type of fellah. During the day he was found out in the mountains. His work was in the loggers industry. Now chuck had to work long hours, six days a week. Chuck was out on the far side of his beaten down path that he had cleared on a lot. It was getting close to quitting time so chuck started his way back. Today was possibly an unlucky day for chuck. See ol chuck was no mechanic and on them hot days a hydraulic hose tends to heat up. Well I bet you can see where this is going..... That's right, an old hose had bursted. There was oil pouring out like someone had turned on the garden hose. Now ol chuck had some 5galin buckets handy so he filled up what he could so it didn't leak all over the place.... Hes a thoughtful fellah. Now by the time chuck had let that hose drain out it was about near dark out. Chuck started to make his way. Now chuck was a man in his early fourties who was in fair shape for his age. So chuck grabbed his jug of water and started walking. About a half hour of walking chuck was surrounded by pitch black darkness. It was so dark he couldn't even see his own noise. Chuck kept walking. About another hour later and chucks water was gone and he was getting thirsty. Another hour passed, now chuck had tripped and fallen many times. He had cuts, bruises , bleeding, thorns, and on top of that his mouth was as dry as the Sahara desert. Chuck had finally had enough. As he fell once again, he laid there. "This is it, this is how it all ends" was his thoughts. See now poor ol chuck had a pretty bad slash on his thy and was bleeding pretty bad at this point. "Will I bleed out? Will a beast come for me? I can't go on, I can't make it". All this garbage just filled his mind. The more he thought this way the weaker he was getting. Chuck started fading in and out at this point.... Well that was before he had heard something in the distance. "Yep it's a beast, I'm all done" was his thoughts. The woods were to thick to see through. Snap...closer...snap...closer...snap closer. It was at this point chuck could see something. It was far off but it was something. It's was a light.....small....but a light. The more he focused on it the closer it got, the closer it got the bigger it grew. Now it was at this point ol chucks eyes were heavy. Ol chuck was a fighter at times but this fight was a loss. As he laid there he blacked out. (A good deal of time later) mumble....mumble....can hear...can't hear...mumble. "chuck you up"? A familiar voice. Eyes open. Now it was at this point oh chuck was awake. Chuck was starting to gain his focus, he saw lights. Looking down he could see wires, stitches, bandages, water, medicines, and a familiar face. Chuck was safe, chuck had made it. "You were a far carry, but I'm so glad you pulled through". The fimilar voice cried out.

Now ol chucks story may not be a long one....ol chucks story may not be the best of a story. But now I do think theres something hidden in his story. Now ol chuck is like man(mankind), just out there on his own(of the world). As he walks through the woods (life), in darkness (sin), he is damaging himself (spiritually). But when he is focused on the light (the lord), that light will grow. Now chuck had focused on the bleeding and the beast ( lived in sin ) wich would have killed him (spiritually) but because he stayed focused (on the lord) when he woke(passed away) he made it to the hospital (heaven)

I hope you enjoyed.....I pray the things I write glorify the lord in some way or form. When I write these things it is straight from my noggin to this empty box so if it's choppy I apologize. God bless you