From a friend from across the continent,
We are the stardust. Our 4.5 billion year solar system was birthed from the nebula of a long dead star. We have iron in our blood, carbon in our muscles, and calcium in our bones, because of nuclear fusion reactions of hydrogen and helium atoms being smashed together, made heavier elements that were spewed out in a nova billions of years ago. Our world and everything and everyone in it, is made up of stardust, and though our DNA may be uniquely different, our source being is the same. We are of the essence of life, and can say “I AM”, because we are sprung from awareness of being and purpose. Living beings, we all stem from a seed of love, and share a common genealogy back thousands of generations. Pattern recognition was the trait that defined our early survival, and gazing at the signs of the times, we can see the trend of unprecedented struggles humanity faces as one world, and one race of human being.
These are dangerous times, and we must go back to our roots in the cosmos, to find our common ground of solidarity and security. We live in an age of many blessings, but a curse hangs over the mantle, and the smoke billowing from the chimney, fills the sky with soot. A deadly pestilence spreads like a wild fire, and the neighborhoods are quiet, because everyone is at home. Our way of life has been interrupted, but our holy hope in Christ still remains the same. Our hope that blessing others is not in vain, and finding meaning in goodwill towards others, is finding an anchor for stormy times. We need to be steadfast and true in our convictions, and also clear minded in renewal of the inward being, and should turn up the volume of the alarm we are sounding, and trumpeting sure in the last days.
Let’s be grateful towards the front line workers who have responded to the call of duty, and risk their lives every day to keep our society functioning, though under lock-down. Nurses and doctors, grocery clerks, and delivery men, all have kept our society from collapsing completely, as we surely have yet to see the worst that is to come in 2020. Soon war may rupture and I don’t want to fall casualty to famine, or the pestilence, but it seems like Earth’s time has run short, and my lot was cast with the world being rescued. The end is neigh, and I’m cherishing every precious moment of life, because I know you should count your blessings. You should also count your rations, and count on those you love, and be someone you can count on. There are few days until the unrest punctures new wounds, but for now planet Earth teeters between a Third World War, and economic collapse not seen since the great depression.
I take my time to write to you, because I know you care about these people, and consider yourself a part of one great family of star creatures. I petition to the humanity in those reading this, and say there is no way to stand apart from your human being, and still continue to be humane. One race exists, and one family-hood is in focus. One Messiaship reigns true, and one love should be our essential being. Let’s honor each other with prayers for deliverance, and mercy, as our time on Earth grows short and destitute. Let’s keep up a good fight, and look up inspired to the stars, even though the sadness continues and people are falling ill. Continue to be my advocate of hope, and intercessor across a great divide, and chasm, I cannot bridge alone. Meet me here in this moment of prayerfulness and let’s keep each other in heart, while this all unfolds out of our hands. Honor God and be good to everyone.
Pray for me and I’ll pray for you!
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