The Gospel changes hearts. It brings a different scope. Man is small in this amazing constellation. The heavenly kingdom stills the clutching. There is no need for grasping tokens in sight of the treasures of eternal life. Immortality brings a new horizon to worldlings. The meek do not find the better treasure. They are born from its inheritance. Knighted by mercy, sons and daughters arise among Ninevah.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied. Bring reason and all its concoctions. But it had provided the course of conflict. Now a new appetite was growing among the peoples. Run after the world. It does not satisfy. The mighty only find one mightier in time. Their riches become his plunder. But here approaches the full life the ministers of death had not known before. Who would trade this world for the celestial proportions? Come see it grow in the this strange soil.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy. Mercy is not much of a battle cry until one has been overcome by a Higher Power. How will the enemies react upon hearing how the strongmen had been overcome? And all by a man who came to shore by a whale? But these are now hallowed saints for they have been touched by the All Being One who is from everlasting. None are beyond His reach. Not Jonah. Not the brutal. Not anyone. The great offer of mercy makes all others pale.
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