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![]() A prophet appeared to the people and spoke of Another to come, healing the blind, lame, and feeble... our Savior and God's only Son. Humble, yet wise beyond measure, this Man with God's Light in His eyes; offered to us as His treasure... abused and by many despised. His soul infused with God's own breath, on the earth to a virgin born, villified, cursed, and put to death... shunned and spat upon, bruised, and torn. But He broke free of death's steel grasp to walk in our midst once again... 'twas only then that man at last repented and set out to mend bartered faith's wounds, piercing deep the heart of the only true King; gifted to earth and mankind's keep, of Whom angels then and still sing. Fleeting, though, our promises made; how quickly forgotten, His ways... withered and spent in Evil's shade; less heeded with each passing day. And what will we say of our actions, of all the wrongs done in His name... we who pronounce ourselves Christians condemning, inflicting such pain? There comes a final reckoning when souls stripped of earthly concerns will hear The Master beckoning... what was taught and from it ~ what learned?
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