nothing to declare
except love transcending soul
beyond mortal hate ~~~~~~~~~~He is determined to write a love letter despite having recently shed tears of shock and sorrow for his beloved. In separate time and space two men suddenly lost their young and lovely wives, both mothers of very young boys. Both men believe that their loved ones have gone to heaven and they shall meet again. One brave young man declared to the killers, “My beloved wife shall always be with us, and one day our liberated souls shall meet together in heaven, but the gate of heaven will never open to you (whose souls are dead).”
As the traveler walks through the spiritual waste land of human numbness and despair, he asks, “Does love continue after death?” He remembers a book about a post-apocalyptic journey of a father and his young son across a landscape blasted by an unspecified cataclysm that has destroyed most of civilization and, in the intervening years, almost all life on Earth. Many of the remaining human survivors have resorted to cannibalism, scavenging for flesh. The boy’s mother, gave up hope and committed suicide some time before the story began. The man continued to raise up the boy as a human being and tried hard to cope with the minimum of whatever semblance of life left behind. At the end, the man too was no more. (Story from The Road)
The traveler asks: “Will the boy ever find and learn to love a love that transcends self and and rise above the whole world of bestial ‘human’?”
Then he remembers these last few lines of a letter (from the book Gilead) from a father (toward the end of his life on earth) to his very young son: “I’ll pray that you grow up a brave man in a brave country. I will pray you find a way to be useful. I’ll pray, and then I’ll sleep.”
Isaiah 51:11 New International Version (NIV)
Those the Lord has rescued will return.
They will enter Zion with singing;
everlasting joy will crown their heads.
Gladness and joy will overtake them,
and sorrow and sighing will flee away.‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”
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