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There once was a gentle man so humble before all
who were common and before all who were great.
Never did He bow down before man nor worldly kings.
This one man talked about what true love is... not about politics.

This man who stepped down here below became a loving
carpenter, a builder and a mender of something more than
just a piece of furniture. 

There were only a certain few that could follow him and
comprehend the magnitude of what His presence would 
mean to us all.

The visions of such possibilities were not understood by all.

This man, God's kingly Son, ruler of another world if not more
was one in whom Father God was well pleased with.

The Kingdom was not only at hand but had arrived this moment
right before their eyes.


The prick of the thorn, the heat of Satan could be felt lashing
into this brave man's flesh...  he had tempted him with every pleasure
and even a place of rule upon the Earth.

God forbid in Satan's mind that there should be room for 
Heaven and Earth's rebirth... an existence without him? Unthinkable
in his mind.




S.E. Clark           copyright 2011

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