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.