My king is gone and my heart quakes at his memory. Men have forgotten what it was to have him in their depths. We are stone and no longer feel our hearts beating in our breasts. There is no one we could call to be a leader of men. Without guidance we are little more than animals. We squabble and fight; turning on our brothers because they do not have the same veneer. We kill each other for scraps of nothing. We are consumed by hate and blackness. The true courage of men has failed.
But hear me all you Heaven and Earth. Rejoice… for as long as there is but one left that keeps kindness in his heart, he will come again. His return will begin in the small deeds of man… in forgotten things and insignificant actions. Kindness will spark the kindling of Love and it will spread like wildfire through the souls of men.
This piece of writing reads like an Old Testament prophet. But it’s authentic, powerful and, I think, true.
I’m being perfectly serious when I wonder whether you have a gift of prophecy for our time.
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Many thanks to you for the kind words.
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You have called this right, Jerry. This important and wise.
Also, thank you for sharing your heart with us.
(((HUGS)))
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Many thanks.
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I often say this, but I’ll repeat it: these prose pieces are your strongest voice. I enjoy reading them. Your take on the core principles of the Christian faith has a very Eastern philosophical mindset about it. I like it.
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Thanks for dropping by and leaving such kind words.
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You’re welcome. I’ve been off WordPress for a bit. Got caught up on the twitter storm that was Hurricane Maria. Good to see you still going strong on here.
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Nice to have you back.
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Absolutely incredible …
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So very core to how I feel so much of the time… an astounding read for me… thanks so much for sharing
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