When I was a child I did and thought like a child. As I grew, I
was encouraged to give up childish notions, or at best, set them aside
due to the demands of life. Perhaps a more cynical view is that I
cast them aside in quest of acceptance of the many peers that demanded
that I be more than I can be. Is it that life sometimes gets in the
way? Yet, is not life the essence of our being, or the fulfillment
thereof? If this be so, then how can life possibly get in the way? I
am reminded that by the grace of God there go I, however the world
around me lets my eyes see more than I can sometimes bear. The world
lets me hear more than I sometimes want.
Lives ended before they begin, or senselessly lost because
someone does not know when it is time to get out of a caldron of slow
boiling water. Shall we call such stupidity, or simply human. What
started out as a dream became a nightmare yet we were oblivious to the
makings of the journey, or lost in trying to find our way out. Who
can we fault other then our own consciousness. Must we always say it
was the will of God or the deeds of his enemy. Even he who swings the
scythe risks the cutting of his own flesh. So where is the guardian
angel we were taught of in our youth, but have set aside as convenient
myth?
Do we have a guardian angel who frets and fevers over us when
danger in near? Is there an unseen force living in a dimension that
our eyes refuse to recognize and our ears simply cannot hear? Does
this angel so personal to me grieve when I linger off the safety of
Gods path?
Does this supernatural friend cry when I cry, laugh when I laugh, and
move to silence when I do? Does this creature, feel my pain in times
of desperation and solitude? If I try hard enough can I see
magnificence and hear the movement of wings? Have I caught just a
brief glimpse of movement once or twice, but did not recognize what I
had seen?
Does my mind tell me there are no such creatures, or is that what
someone else has told my mind to believe? If I can still my mind for
just a moment, can I feel all that is around me without fear of
ridicule or retribution? Is it that I can hear the creatures whisper
in my ears one to the other? If I open my mind can I see the creature
and not fear? Can I seek its divine intervention and help knowing
that God commanded its presence at my side? If all this be so, then
why do I ask questions and not rejoice with exclamation points?
Perhaps that is what makes all the difference!
ShuutokuTentei 2012
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