Will You harass a driven leaf, Will You pursue dried-up straw . . . —Job 13:25
when the sun no longer warms nourishes trees dry leaves wither crack fall pummeled under foot ground into earth to begin again i pray you do the same with the sins i leave behind and not with those i keep
I am walking down wet and muddy stony really stony alleys of the Warsaw cemetery Jewish that is just by the ghetto once here and ever, reading those stones, I guess, of the lucky Jew people and persons who got to die in their beds at home or hospital and from the grave beyond got someone to put up a marker with all kinds of words to fix their life in stone, and just across the street on the now rebuilt Polish city once lived and then died killed murdered some 350,000 Jews, so I along with other genocide tourists am looking for some metaphor or simile or symbol that’s it symbol to lend grasp and mastery even understanding by which to memorialize that I was here isn’t that what memory and metaphor are about not them the murdered past but me and us the here for now and narcissistic, so this rain is drizzling down on my ‘take a Ralph once Lifshitz now Lauren cap it will keep you dry’ this is great I got me and us a metaphor, it is drizzling rain what a God gift God Himself crying over it all, that’s me metaphor it works doesn’t it it’s raining God’s tears but they are all dead and ash
Neither Jews nor Christians (except for some evangelicals) were theologically prepared for the 20th-century return of the Jewish people to sovereignty in their ancient homeland of Israel. For most Christians, history was not supposed to turn out like this. St.
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