Call Within The Call

He felt the Spirit dwelling in him in all its fullness. Father had anointed him as the priest, and the sacrifice He was to bring healing to those suffering from illness. For the sins of humanity, he was to pay the price. Is it not vital to save the humans who have not sinned? Shouldn't those who have been born blind and gone blind gain their sight? Should anyone, in body and soul, ever be enslaved? Hearts liberated, shouldn't humans live in divine light? As a prophet, he willingly heard the call of the times. Though he witnessed red moons and blood scenes, he didn't back out. Knells should end, he thought, and temple bells should peal with new chimes. With valuations, values, like seeds in good soil, should sprout. Convinced of his career, like a silent sage, he progressed. Even the thorns that wished to pierce him, stood as though perplexed.