After a mighty storm in the darkest of night ...shaking thunder ...brilliant lightning ...brighter than the day to come ...and so near ...that the whole of the house lit up ...as the flash of lightning showed itself in all the windows ...as if the Father himself was looking into the house ...to the windows of the house ...to wake us up ...
And as morning came peacefully ...and the Son warmed the whole of the place ...as a new day was born ...I found myself outside praying ...and in heartfull thanks giving ...looking at the blessing of the fresh water, the rain, and the washing clean, and newness of everything ...made that way by the lightning storm and the late night pouring out of the mighty rain ...and I prayed woe too ...for the light had me ...also measure the darkness ...
In woefull heart before my father I said "its a hard place to live down here"...and I fear the concerns of the world ...might take me away ...as you have seen in the distance of my prayer " and I don't know the matters of it ...and I fear that I might be taken away ...consumed by the consuming cares of the world ...as I try to fight against the robbery of the world and the worldly ... the robbing lies ...and the venom of spiritual wickedness ...as ground hornets they sting the childrens feet ...as they walk unknowing in wilderness of the worldly ...and their feet swell and it is hard for them to walk ...here
and I prayed ...as if I was a man ...separated from God by my own thinking ...my own worldly thinking ...my own fears ...as if He was somewhere else ...and He said "why do you pray as if I am afar off ...for I am with you " and I wept in my heart for His nearness ...and He comforted me and held me close to him ...and He would show me ...
And my head hung down in humbled heart for Him . ..His speaking so plainly to me ...and as I opened my eyes of my lowered head ...Behold a seed ! ...a seed of a cedar tree !...lay at my feet ! and a new sprig was growing from it ...and the mighty cedars of the Word of God came to remembrance ...yet the seed layed there on bare concrete ...of the sidewalk ...of the world ...and roundabout strewn by the storm ...dead branches and dead seeds ...who would never take root ...
And I prayed Father "what should I do ?" ...and the answer came ...yet not an answer as I might have thought... he would give me ...but he said "what will you do with the cedar seed with the growing sprig ?" ...
Now as a man of the world, it would not matter to me ...for it was only a cedar seed blown from the tree in a mighty storm ...and I might have left it there ...on the hardness of the sidewalks of the world ...and it would dry up and die in the heat of the day ...or I would sweep it away so as to keep the sidewalk of the world... proudly clean ...as if I could keep things in the appearance of being clean ...after the might of the storm came ..
Yet as God had chosen me and Jesus had mended me ...and of the newness of heart; that they had blessed me with ...in this spirit; did I look upon the seed of the cedar tree ...and I reached down at my own feet... and picked it up ...gently in my hand ...and I examined it full of care ...and saw that it was worthy ...an might ...would ...if tenderly intreated ...grow into a mighty cedar tree ...and I looked around the rented property ...were I was allowed to live ...for a place that I might plant the seed of the cedar ...yet no place was obvious ...for the whole of the place was mowed ...and every green grass was mowed down ...and there was no place ...in the open ...to plant the seed ...for it would be cut off ...unknowingly by the caretakers ...who mowed the living grass ...for appearance sake ...they mowed everything ...
Nevertheless I looked more diligently ...Behold wild grape vines ! and I perceived that near to the wild grape vines ...the strong cedar seed would be safe ...and I measured the light of the Son ..and his rising and his setting down ...and choose a place where the cedar seed might grow in the fullness of the light of the Son ...near unto the wild grape vine ...and so I gently planted the cedar seed with the growing sprig ...in the warmth of the Son ..in moist and rich earth ...where the wild grapes grew ...within the wild grapes ...who grew outside the church ...and beyond the graves ...of the people buried by the church ...under fancy head stones ...
And I looked at the wild grapes ...and the multitude of the vines ...and they were very wild and some of the grapes were full rounded ...and looked to be well nourished ...and plump with richness ...and I thought wow ! even though these grapes be wild ...look how worthy they are ..Look ...full and perfectly well rounded ...and I thought about their ripening ...and how worthy they would be at the harvest ...and that the harvest of the grapes would not be afar off ...for we are in a late season ...Yet Behold no one had cared for them ...for they were all very wild Yet the wind cared for them ... and the rain cared for them ....and the son cared for them ...and the wind had blown away ...among them all manner of dead leaves ...that shade the wild grapes from the Son ... and dead vines ...and dead grape stems ...were blown away also ...and the mighty rain nourished them ...And Yet the only grapes that ripened were worthy, were the ones ...who were in the Son light ...the ones who were blessed in the Son ...Nevertheless if the Father allows ...I will look to the wild grapes and care take the wild vines ...helping to remove the dead leaves ..and the dead vines ...so that the grapes who struggle for the Son light... might have more light of the Son ...so that the Son might warm them and ripen them ...that they be ready for the harvest ...for it would be great loss if one yearning grape ...did not find the Son light ...
Nevertheless ...after a measure of time ...after looking to the matters of the wild grapes ...I let the dogs out of their kennels (prisons) ...and the most fierce of the dogs ...pissed on the well of the house ...the well of the rented worldly house ...whose waters were undrinkable anyway ...for it is a hard place to live...Yet the dogs sleep under the wild grape vine and take their rest there and keep strange dogs from pissing on the vine ...for worldly life is hard ...for people and dogs alike ...without God the father ....and without his Son ...come quickly to the harvest ...come quickly ...
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