Please God :
Please have pity on us sentiment Beings, for doubting Your fated effort to bring us back again and again into the light , from the darkness of the uncreated.
The uncreated have been created once , but fell back into the darkness for two fold reasons.
Number one, they appeared to have been fated to fall through not their own fault, of their own, but by the very long string of antecedent intentions missing through the objective of the exact aim, which has been preset , any other being cursed by an equally corsed but mistakenly followed program lost it’s way.
Please Father , to doubt the subtle difference, between the one course and it’s mistaken deviation, even if the wrong one was the result of a childish play acting through an ill suggested bargain; that was sealed by a doubly desired and inspired lure, should kindly be forgotten and forgiven
That lure appeared as if consistent with honey outside but chicken shot on the inside, where compsumption of the layer of the sweetness outside the lure, revealed the brownish bitter browney in the inside, a filled with fast acting poison in the inside. In other words , Father, the devil made me do it.
Not that it didn’t happen before , and for which a sacrificial lamb had to be sacrificed to please You , and for which trickery and pretense has successfully overturned the badly designed agreement
That memory brushed off; and a new temptation came to develop again , renewing an eternal repetitious cycle of defeat.
My lord and Savior in Your Holy Name, I beg you to forgive my lapses of memory and reinvent some way a new Covenant ; so that the heat could again relieve my plight by by smothering the flames of the fire bringing on the heat. Your absolute commitment to forgive us for starting our biblical tragedies, the birth of which started with our sense of not heeding the progressive deconstruction of vast epochs of real strife, and battling anew in the red waters of
the field that once was battle fields of sacrifice, the scene of slaying of innocent warriors , who really did not know for what side they tried to battle. achieving a final and lasting peace.
For this most holy and holiest subtlety , oft the infinitely unrecognized drama of past generations pray, that those subtlest among us, who may raise their eyes into the wholly difference, can truly experience Your word, without loosing their sense and sensibility.
That they may recognize You fearlessly, well knowing the difference between Your name and Your beneficial identity, remaining sensible and reasonable ;Recognizing that difference between our ever changing personhood and Your Name, so that we may , even as we pray, may instantly recognize Your unfallibility.
Holy Father, out of our sandbox , the perfect place to play that game of children, may avoid by our games grownup credits and aggression so that unafraid of the Holy terrors of the night can sleep gently and arise through the darkness, into the blessed morning’promise.
For as dreams can part take both of paradise gained, lost and regained.
Amen.