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Easter was yesterday, just a few hours ago girls in pink and yellow dresses.
Boys with bow ties that eventually got stuffed into their pockets.
Women with big Easter bonnets and new whimsical dresses hoping that when they sashayed into church not only the glorified picture of Jesus  
on the wall illuminating the church, but they would shine as bright.
The preacher looked down upon his flock and tried remembering the lost faces he had not seen since Christmas. but he was glad they decided to attend.
He is more energetic when he can preach to a crowded room.
He knows then that there will be someone out in this place of worship
who will hear his words. He ignores the men who sleeps but he cannot 
forgive the ones who snores. He accepts every crying child.
He knows the children must be taught when they are young.
He remembers the first day how he was full of fear to deliver his
sermon but as he gazed out upon the starved faces of his congregation,
he recognized the earnest reason in which they came.
He knew they needed to be nourished and he was just the one to
satisfy their hunger. to fill the void of the desolate days they had conquered
the days before. They needed this one day to rejoice and feast on the
glory of the lord. One day for the dessert of inspiration.
He nourished them with the rhetoric speech of hell and damnation.
He soothed their souls as he instructed them on the road to salvation.
How the crowd nibbled and gobbled all they could devour in the name
of their holy one. He knew this was his calling. Oh, praised the lord!
Through his words he can hold their minds and change their thoughts.
He was granted the opportunity if he dared to inflict his own interpretations.
They will listen, they will trust, and they will conform.
They will hold firm to their doctrine. Religious beliefs have not always 
been based on facts, but they are ingrained in humanity by the faith
of those who choose to follow any concept of beliefs, and with the
passage of time those beliefs will eventually become the eminent truth.
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