December 8th 2017.
As the first fresh snow has fallen down and the fire is burning, i sit behind my desk to write about the events of the past few days. That is , to ponder upon many things. Maybe to whisper a softly prayer.
Jerusalem, now pronounced as the undivided capital of the promised land by the global courts jester himself. It’s gonna be terrific eh, horrific believe him it will.
The decease of an old and beloved aunt, mother of her two sons and last in line of a true friendly family. The threads with my own ancestors now definitely cut through. We are next in line ,standing eye to eye facing death.
That my friends, is a true understatement regarding my dear brother who called me the other day to tell me his cancer has come back and that there is no chance for him to get well again. He now, is ‘buying extra time’ through chemo therapy and radiation treatment. Time is precious for all of us. Dear Father of all life. Stand guard over my sick brother and send your angels to watch over him when his illness will progress, his strength will weaken and his flame will become smaller and smaller. Comfort him with his most precious memories he has gathered throughout his lifespan. And let Yourself be found by him in Your mysterious way.
Soon the four of us will have to say goodbye forever to him and three of us will stay behind on this planet and go on living without him. The quartet we always were will be incomplete for the rest of our lives and will continue to shrink as time goes by.
In three weeks Christmas is coming, the birth of the son of man is at hand, or at least we remember his birth now almost 2018 years back. His life as a rabbi, as a preacher, as a madman, a sorcerer, a servant, son of god, his suffering still inspires me to this day. Especially these days because it is in Him that i can keep track of my own whereabouts in time space and matter. Every step of the way . It is in keeping my eyes on Him that i still have a positive perspective about both life and death.
He is my benchmark in thinking, loving, caring, living these days. In His reflection i see myself truly as how i am. And that my dear readers is a great comfort to me. I don’t say that you all out there must do the same, no i won’t bother you with that kind of thoughts. I just want to stand witness of what peace it brings in my own thinking, my own questioning ,my own lack of trust, disbelieves. My hesitations are true and almost the same as yours. For we all have our doubts.
But what makes us human? Having a conscious and having our own will. That’s what makes us human. We are free to choose which ever path to walk.
For me it is that small ,almost invisible path to the great emperors throne. Far away at the outskirts of Narnia. At the other end of the glass sea.
Where the seven scrolls are neatly tugged away in the eastern wall , just behind the emperors throne. Where in the castle gardens tables are full and jars are still filled up to the brim.
Yours Truly,
Reepicheep
