“Calling in the Slaves”

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“Calling in the Slaves”

 

After all these years I still have a vivid picture within myself, of 1963 slavery. I was driving through the middle of a prominent state. Most of that area is flat land as far as you could see. I looked to my right and could see a group of people, horses and wagons all in single file. They were young, middle aged, white haired old folks, women and children. They were bringing in the cotton after a hard day’s work. This may sound like a story back in the eighteen hundreds, but it wasn’t. We were visiting some relatives there. As we drove down through the old town area there were many black people sitting out front of the company store. They worked all day for the farm owner and shopped in the farm owner’s store in the evening. I know they were not called slaves in that day, but it sure had the characteristics of it. I wondered what it would be like to be a slave. I would soon find out. Continue reading ““Calling in the Slaves””

The Hewer And The Polisher

beautiful-garden-pond-samplesMy creation is polluted with sin, as a pond full of green algae, even a frog couldn’t live in it. In heaven there is no sin at all, where everything is many times more beautiful, clean and full of life. It was my plan for the earth to be this way also.

As the pond, without fresh water, stagnates; when fresh water begins to flow into it, it comes to life.

As with natural stone, it appears unsightly to man. He sets out to hew and polish it to make it beautiful. He also attempts to hew and polish himself due to his dissatisfaction with his appearance, personality, monetary state, spiritual state and such. Continue reading “The Hewer And The Polisher”