Tuesday, May 8, 2018

I've



had a recurring...

Dream?
Vision?
Thought?

I don't know what you call it.
But it keeps running through my head.
Which generally means it will happen at some point or another.
Usually?
When I've forgotten all about it.

Came to me the other day after some specific post.
You'll see here in a minute.
It goes something like this:

Were doing whatever it is were going to be doing lol.
Some theatre or auditorium somewhere.
Has a balcony.
You've finished with your part.
You're sitting there.
I'm doing my part.
Guy starts heckling, attacking you.
I stop.
Look in the direction from where it was coming.
Ask whoever it was to stand up and be recognized,,
or better yet to come on down right in front of me.
Silence.
Crickets.
"I got all night.
I'll wait.
Our plane leaves whenever we decide it does.
We always have a home
we don't have to check out of anywhere ever.
I'm still waiting."
Crickets.
"You see folks?
Satan is a coward.
He feels emboldened in a crowd.
call him out and he shrinks,
just like always, it only takes two of us,
look around, you think he is outnumbered?"
And I'm looking right at the section where the comments were coming from.
I don't know who specifically, but I know the general area.
And I say:
"Heres the thing,
how in the world do you think
Christ forgave you of your sins,
but didn't forgive me or her of ours?
If thats what you think?
If thats what you honestly believe?
Thats the kind of "Christian" you wanna be?
Then your not welcome at this table anymore.
Period.
Come back when you get it right,
and you'll find acceptance and forgiveness.
But to think your forgiven and were not?
Good luck with that.
It's not how it works.
There was a wise and powerful Prophet who once said:

"The
road of life is rocky and you may stumble too,
So while you point your fingers someone else is judging you
Love your brother-man!"



and then we just carry on with the shindig like nothing ever happened...

This happens on a recurring basis BTW.
The Dream? Vision? Thought?
As well as when it actually happens.

Love ya Lucy.
I got your back.
Our backs.
Period.




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