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To: Emile Vidrine who wrote (12355)3/23/1998 12:49:00 PM
From: Graystone  Respond to of 39621
 
His Witness
or
Sore Wounded he Was

He stood and defended his ground against the foul band who yammered and yapped. Throwing out Scripture they began to dash with reason, defenseless he stood and proclaimed the Love and Reverence for Christ that is the Light of the Christian. They bathed him with blackness, taunted him legalities and refused to accept his Christian testimony and witness. Those whom his teachings involved rabbled and roused, the Christians watched. He stood and took the solidly directed attack as well as the occasional well deserved stone, directed by those who attempted to reach with the Love of Christ. The christian cord in front of him gibbered and cursed, refusing to accept the dark Robe. Another Christian who would be teacher but was still confused at times, showed his support for the dark Robe by reinforcing his teachings and honing his Words beyond repudiation. The Christians watched. Henry was hit by a missile of love and grace wrapped around a lie as he attempted to let the Light shine from his heart. slowly the dark Robe moved forward, his Love for the Lord forced his teaching under until his doctrine became invisible in the pure white light of his reverence for the Christ. The band now sore pressed, hit the dark Robe with Small Scriptures, well known leaven that the dark Robe was completely blinded with. The damage was incredible. A poet came and directed a heavy song of grief towards the cleric, helpless he was, it would crush him. Reluctantly the man in gray deflected the heavy stone, using it to soften instead of harden, this cleric was already bitter hard.