Finding Agreement

A bunch of muscle flab flesh and bones gather in a large room, seeking agreement, a matter of words, once they are slung in the right order, peace is not far away. Jesus, meets some low life’s, low according to the Pharisee’s, he cures them, raises the eyebrows of the high and mighty, there is disagreement, well there would be no disagreement if he agreed with the practices of old.

The flab opens the mouth, another flab speaks up, another flab frowns, another flab checks the phone, another flab complains. They all claim to be believers, they will attend services, they will get on their knee’s, they will instruct their children, they want them to believe. So why do so many find it hard getting agreement, why the discord.

The parable of forgiveness, how often it was repeated, how many times, how many blows must you sustain, how why, why forgive anyway.

One of the flab has issues; lost a father in a conflict, had a relation who died in the war, had the hurt of others passed on to him, he was a child. In the meeting flab is touchy when harmony is mentioned and agreement; all the past hurts rush to his mind, the old memories, the hurt; if only he could have forgiven, or if the hurt had not been passed on, if only….

Demons make hay while the human soul hangs onto hurt, amen.

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