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Reflection on the Water
Emmanuel Joseph

Life
How nice is it to see the eyes of the newborn infant open, and you greet it to the world, and it nods, almost as though it understands what you are telling it.
How then can it be that we seek to destroy it, it seems so surreal that this is so.Where we have failed, let so be destiny prevail.
At times we greet death with much joy , at times with sorrow. The same we apply to our celebration of life.What is it in us that attributes these respective feelings.Whose decision is it? Our consciousness? Or our desire to live as a testimony to social standards?
How hypocritic we are!
Of late, Satanism has been a hot topic.How quick are we to judge what is palatable and what is not.How can bands be associated?I really do not understand.
We seek to deal with supernatural powers for our own needs and wills and fancies yet when plagued with misery and fear, we point.How indignified.
Where is our paternal and maternal instinct when we so easily take life when to bring life out you take 9 months, 9 seconds is how long you take to end it.How unjustified.
In the pitfall of mankind we saw champions of peace succumb to the greed and pride of the prime evil- war. Where was our humanity then?
Christ said beware ye of false preachers .Did he warn to us to be self conscious? How possible.
Like earthen jars of hardened clay, we recklessly allow and approve ourselves to fall out of the arms of the potter, to whither and dry in the scorching heat and then we turn back and question the potter " Where were you?" And He will reply "I was here.Where were you?"How human.
We, the lords and rulers of this earth, of this magnificent realm, we laud and cry for peace, order, justice, integrity, truth….our one true spiritual hunger.Yet it is we who bastardize this same values that we champion.How come?

 

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