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May 2019
Wonderful strange bizarre things can
And really do happen- that cannot be
Explained except  they are personal-
They are for you- know who you ar.e
You are not anonymous but a stranger
In a strange land  wandering but not
Unknown  All cries out to you and then
Disappears behind a veil....I believe it
Has or will happen to us all  It is not the
Revelation of the Kingdom of God that
I speak but of a small ordinary events
That are irrefutably irrational as if the
Radio interrupted its program to speak
To you  about a distant event  from your
Childhood that no .one but your friend
Long departed knew of.  It is not a great
Important event -not a great revelation as
Things go  but important- that it is known at
All and is on the radio means that all your
Ideas of truth that are-the foundation walls
Of your reality are no longer really sound;

The ruins of the old church are beautiful to  our
Soul allowing us there to contemplate-more- to
Experience, the most wondrous gifts-that God
Truly knows us and however improbable it may
Seem actually Loves us enough to make us His
Children-to live  with Him forever in His place
What we believed in the the old reality we could
Know but now that world is not all powerful  and
We know if but for a moment that truly now we
See darkly thru a veil what then face to face
Written by
David Bernard Scully  75/M/South Florida
(75/M/South Florida)   
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