Almost white haired old man

This almost white haired old man was intensely staring at me, it was making me feel uneasy
I tried to ignore him, maybe I’m just imaging he staring at me, this thought gave me a moments comfort, but then I looked up again
My comfort disappeared, he was still staring at me, but it was more than that he was looking through me, his stare was scrutinising everything about me
It began to feel like he could see into my very soul, and could see everything I had ever done in my life, this thought send shivers down my spine

At that moment I bitterly regretted everything selfish and bad thing I had ever done, even the memories of them made me feel physically ill
I shook from head to toe, partly from the intense feelings of the memories, but then with anger and self-indignation, who the hell was this old man – what right had he to examine me?
How dare he judge me, I’m not a villain, I haven’t really commented any real crimes, heck I’m only human I know I’m not a saint, but who is?

Excuses flooded through my mind, as I tried in desperation to deny my guilty indulges, but why should I be judged guilty what’s wrong with self-indulgence?
I bet I’m not the only person who self-indulgence, why pick on my – who was this old man – how could he possible know or have such power to invade my most private of thoughts
How could he see what I had done in the past, how come he had the power to summon up the long lost feelings and memories?

The questions seemed endlessly flooding in to my tormented mind, why was he tormenting me, then I realised I was tormenting myself because I was allowing my past life to surface and control my feelings
But I couldn’t help myself I was sobbing like a child, for pity sake STOP looking at me old man, I screamed out load, looking at him once more, through my tears I now saw my own face staring back at my, the old man was nothing more than my own reflection

Now I was feeling foolish to have been deceived by my own reflection, but now I knew how it was possible he had known so much, as you can hide lies and guilt from others but you can’t hide them from yourself
Then I also knew you can’t hide the wrong things of the past from God, I knelt down in my room and prayed for forgiveness, still with tears of regret streaming down my eyes
I begged God not only for forgiveness but for help to overcome my selfish nature, for I was now truly repentant as I have been before

I have been away from you my God far too long, wrapped up in pretence of self-pleasure saying to myself I will wait for others to come to you, I will wait until the last has given themselves to you before I return to you
Oh foolish old man, oh foolish sinner, allowing my own lies to cloud my mind and I allowed myself to be separate from your love, your teaching, your words
Take my back to yourself, embrace me in your love once more, take away this bitter repulsive past life of mine, I no longer want any part of it, cleans me of all my iniquities

“Be still” these words whispered in my ears filtering through my troubled mind, a gentle peace came over me, then from deep inside me such joy bubbled up in side filling my whole body, expelling all other feeling
Laughter exploded out of my mouth, as this unending joy rose and expanded, “Praise you my Lod my God you have heard my feeble words of anguish, and pitied me and answered my prayer
Filling me with your peace – love and this wonderful, oh so wonderful joy – thank you – oh thank you my Lord and saviour – I never want to stray from you again, hold me fast in your loving arms AMEN

The Last Christmas

A distant chiming church clock reminded me this special day was nearly over, even though I had tried to make the most of this one day, by inviting family and friends and homeless people

I couldn’t help feeling an overwhelming sadness building up inside of me, with such strong force it felt as if I would explode

It had been a day of mixed emotions, joyfulness and sadness at thought of what was to come, for it had been decided by the rulers of every country in the world

That religion along with faith was hindering the progress of humankind and so they put into action a plan to remove the desire and passion of religion from everyone in the world

There had been talk of having one worldwide religion, but nobody could agree on which one and the suggestion of the Illuminati was not acceptable to any religions

So it was in secrecy they launched space probes with mind cleansing power, with full intent to keep the general public uninformed about this until the deemed necessary

Only informing Christian in December that this year was to be the last Christmas we would be able to celebrate, after that we would not even a faint memory would remain

The Last Christmas day is almost over, and tears fill my eyes and that sadness grows ever more in strength, not just because of my own faith that will shortly be no more, but also for all people in the world

Who would be going through the same sad experience, with overwhelmingly and destructive power!

I also am feel an overwhelming sadness for all those creative praise song writers of times gone by, as soon there will be no reason for them and no one who will sing them

Also for those who chose to dedicate their whole lives in service to what they believed was the only god, while many other places in the world have believed the same of their god

This day will end with the destruction of all faith, all belief, all of the passion of the ages, all too soon there will be no memory of why all believers even had that unshakable belief in a creator god

Along with all of individual holy books, from which we for so long had drawn comfort joy and direction from the words contained with the pages, which such power over its reads

Yet I still weep even more over many willing gave up their lives or killed others who opposed what was so fervently believed

There lies the reason it was decided to put an end to all religions, regardless how noble or perfect its believers considered it to be, and now I understand the authorities decision was right, and that saddens me too that we humans are capable of such crimes against our fellow man, and yet even I, at times have felt such anger that I too might have lashed out in such a violent way

That many religions have used their utter belief to justify killing other human beings, yes even Christians have been guilty of religious persecution and killing, no group of humans are free of that guilt

Yet I shed bitter tears at the thought of having no memory of my beloved saviour, who became my closet friend throughout my life, my comforter companion, my guide, as he was too many countless others

Now this day comes to an end, as the church clock chimes the final hour, I sit all alone wondering what this new life will contain, knowing all holy books will then forever be relegated to sit on bookshelves gathering dust

Unread, unloved, unneeded, and all their words lost with nobody to read them or study them

My thoughts now turn to contemplative if mankind will live to regret the coming dawn, will those who have already turned against religion have their celebrating cut short by the power of this mind cleansing

To find themselves also effected emptied of any passion or purpose, if not by that device then by the fact they will no longer have others to criticize or convert to their way of thinking

As the last chime strikes, I prayed for the last time, God have mercy on us all in the days to come, even though we leave you and travel into this unknown future without your love and protection

Will I even remember this ending and these words I have wrote, and will I be able to tell reader of a distant future that it was all worth the heartaches, or will no one even care about what all too soon be ancient history

Farewell brothers and sisters with all my heart I hope that all mankind will be reunited the one family of humankind and that we may share a passion for each other, and that we all may live in peace and harmony