A Gentle Man

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