Humble Exchange

Clinging to your troubles
Closed fisted and closed minded
Squinting to avoid the pain
Sense of guilt
Meets pardoning grace
Again and again
Can you be humble?
Will you take
The exchange?

RWOz2

“The more burdens we put on His shoulders, the more precious will He be to us.”

— Charles Spurgeon

You See to It

Spotless blood betrayed
Fear increased
And not allayed
And those who paid
Made sure that
Upon the other
The guilt remained
‘You see to it’
Is what they said.
Feckless Pilate
Fearing the crowd
Which threatened riot
Dunked his hands
In the water bowl
As for guilt 
He denied it
‘You see to it”
Is what he said.
Under the light of truth
Do you become defiant?
Or do you change tack
And become compliant?
“Come and see” 
Is what He tells us.

RWOz2

Day Five Hundred Sixty Six #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

The atmosphere on this island is distinctly unfriendly. The Captain is puzzled by this and he admits to a battle within himself to not be hostile in return.

The cleanup on shore goes on around the clock. So perhaps the attitude could be ascribed to exhaustion and a seemingly unending undertaking.

But Elijah and I made a couple more forays and brought back another explanation.

The prevailing talk points to their deep sense of guilt over their lukewarmness towards the cult of Stan. (Some attribute it to their abandonment of the past, but they are a minuscule minority).

Because they will do anything to appease Stan, we predict things will get uglier.

The Captain concurs. We need to leave – soon.

Day One Hundred Fifty Five #DiaryoftheEndoftheWorld

One more day should do it, and the early harvest will be in. There’ll be a short respite before the late crops will be ready. I see gratitude on every face.

Lyle spent the day in the vineyard with Grazie. At last, he believes, she is free of the guilt for her part in Kip’s predicament. Kip wanted her to know that he is right where he needs to be, and will do all he can to bring the Light to others.

I had accompanied them to the vineyard, but the sight of the desert beyond did not have the  same hold over me. I took my leave and sought solace in the walled courtyard.

There the visions came again.