Appeals are made, decision makers aware, the words are peace minded, from whom is the request from, the papal appeal, nonsense says a journalist, that’s surrender, your calling for peace, (they said the same in Northern Ireland before the peace) anyone reasonable assumes peace is a form of retreat, standing back, asking, not the same head space that conflict brings, so do they heed the warnings, while signs from above, confirm, there is a divine interest looking on. The prophet might add; so you think peace is difficulty for you, put yourself before the eternal judge, you’ll soon think very differently, amen, wishing you had made the space for peace to be spoken of. Anyway, they continue their disagreement; one country says to another, this war you are fighting, without our support where would you be then. Your putting peace elsewhere at risk, encouraging whom. Do you want to receive your tab now, or are you prepared to accept your fate. Whom are you taking with you, they want peace, if they say so, they become lepers in their own country, unpatriotic.
Solomon listened, and listened, why, out of respect for peace efforts. So imagine the following, and its not at all distorted or out of the ball park. Everyone will have to face that moment, some will run to it, some will run from it, if they could choose. This is a one way ticket.
A line is drawn, no more of that, could this be Jesus telling the men and boys who are about to throw rocks at the lady caught in the act, to take notice, I assume your not guilty of this crime yourself. They walk away, Jesus offers the words, well don’t be doing this again.
Anyway, there is a man who wants to put up a marker, or monument, for those who will have their lives shortened, by the actions of those who had the ability to stop the arguing Lets say, the man is ambitious, decides to take on, all the regions of conflict. His plan a very simple one. He decides to add the names of those that fall on account of no peace being found, from a certain date. He adds in the cost of the conflicts buildings and rebuilding, salaries, machines, he is doing the full Monty; so this is how you respect the resources of the world, he adds. Every week he issues a report, this is what was lost here, this is the cost of lives, with names of the innocent, underlined. So peace is hard to reach, they nod their heads. He points to the doors. For peace says one door. Each week, the news is brought to the attention of the war planners. Some are weary and privately want peace; to live with their salaries, they do what they are told.
Six months later, peace becomes lasting in places. The old accountant’s sword appears. You could have saved all that, the trauma you caused, this, the hopes of heaven, interfered with potentially, so some will think. If only we had chosen a more peace orientated dialogue, what it would have saved us. Instead, we have all these souls who will be demanding action, at a time when the Holy Spirit rules with authority, what will we do then.
The man goes home, he has said what needs to be said. Its personal, not some far off theory, its quantifiable, more lawyer friendly too.
Francis makes the same appeal. The listening channel is working now. In some places, there has been historic conflicts, that some use to justify further conflict. However, since the signs tally with what’s in the holy writ, thoughts of immortality become widespread, while a techie forgets to pay the electric on the suspended souls corporation, a service that cost a small fortune for a chance at rebirth, the techie however, escaped, leaving an awful stench in the building, amen, instead of that sweet smelling fragrance that’s earthy and sweet to the senses. Should have invested in power stations instead, amen.
To add a climax to the occasion, a big ending say, the man sets a monument in stone, in the seas. AS the toll of the eminently good rises, so does the monument. Think the logistics. Then, with too much time and money to spend, a maritime lover, decides to remake the Titanic, and as scripts go, the monument of rock is unseen, just a tip of it is visible, where is Jack and Gwyneth gone. I will love you for ever… can you play another tune please…
And to reflect; recall the parable told, of Lazarus and Abraham together, enjoying the new life! if only I had known says the man seeking the drop of water. Today we have signs, telling us, amen.
