Having waited so long did your heart forget that it deserved and was crafted for blood? Not to simply add flare to life but to the be at the center of being alive. Long have you plowed the fields, made possible flight and fought against all aspects of the chaos drowning world that sought to take it from us. What happens to men when we forget that without heart it has always been impossible to love? Is there a story where a lonely man remembers to receive what has never been given or to rain upon the world in compassion, never stopping to taste a drop? This isn’t simply a sad story but a point at which we voluntary decide to do it for some other reason than self.
Have you found that reason? Will you work for free or suffer even worse the ravages of the worlds’ maw seeking sustenance on your wounded psyche? What blessing is found in being empty, imagining yourself waiting to be filled by external benevolence, then finding unfortunately it was a bright colored story written on folded brown, paper bags? The change doesn’t happen at once you know, making it infinitely more difficult and now an effort of simply endurance until the sun of transformation rises over the shadow of gaping teeth and consuming hunger. Yet, once seen the light has no equal and you find that cardio of heart and mind to make to any end.
I have never been the flavor of the clique or day. Being ruthless became a learned experience for I had never known that wounding was part of the pleasure of life, nor ignoring all who needed simple compassion to survive the burdens matter more that the creature comforts of a single man. Givers are not takers but they are never free from the chemical emotional trappings of a world that was made to function interactive. All have fought instead of joining together to produce something beyond the works of self, something combining the glory in each of our making to do things beyond, stretching the capacity of one man to become a functional family.
Yes, it is okay for one man to work in service but only if there is a master, a King a God who is His Father. Why, because that is how he made this and He didn’t like seeing His Man alone, stating it was the one thing He did not make good. So He changed it and for those that have chosen for Glory’s reason to abstain because they were made to produce things to which no one else will volunteer, He fortifies the Promise of everlasting and Loving Family beyond the rainbows and sundowns of this life, found in the next. That hope is one that sponsors men who may battle overnight and rarely tire for they know the love they have is only found in the embrace of God.
