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I realize that I must be careful in this matterReader comment on item: Niqabs and Burqas - The Veiled Threat Continues Submitted by Seamus Dafydd Dives MacNemi (United States), Oct 30, 2009 at 11:06 You reason and speak well for yourself Mr.Tovey but still I must hold myself aloof from your words. It is not for the speaking of mortal men that I hold my self aloof because I trust not the witness of any mortal such as I am in these matters. But I will trust the witness of the G-D who chooses to reveal to me what ever HE will in my own life. That alone do I trust. Were it not for the GRACE OF G-D I would not be alive to speak these words. I live for HIS trust and the task that HE has set before me, to sift the wheat from the chaff and cast all that is not TRUTH aside. I must seek that very fine point in the reasoning of men that they be brought finally to TRUTH so that there can be no further doubt in their minds because I see that there are many who claim to KNOW but in truth they do not know for their actions belie their words. I do not serve churches neither do I seek to serve priesthoods of any kind. I am beholden to no man or group for my life but it is only ALMIGHTY G-D that holds my trust and my life. I am not a follower of men. Neither am I a desciple of any master of Philosophy no matter how cleverly he may argue. It is only the WORD of G-D that I will follow and that WORD lives in my heart and bone and not in any book. That which is written for me lives in the blood of my veins and the marrow of my bones as a LIVING WORD. It is not a dead word scratched upon partchment for all to see. I am my mothers son. A child of hope concieved and born amidst the chaos and horror of a great war. I was called from out of the void and out of the many possibilities of form to be the man I am and to speak my words into the ears of all who would hear. Though I may speak my words as a whisper they shall ring like a great gong across the heavens and the hearts of men will heed. I speak not for myself but for the GREAT G-D who holds sway over all that is creation. That which is within me was given in trust that I fulfill its requirements in my life. For many years I wondered alone in the world seeking I knew not what. I was battered about by the violence of men as an outcast, an orphan in a world of strangers. I knew no true home but I found my home within myself and in the trust of G-D. Thus did I come to my present state. I learned to deal kindness for hurt and in healing others I healed myself. Many great trials I endured. Many times my life hung in the balance but I persevered in faith and courage not fully knowing the G-D WORD within me. Though I was as a blind man groping madly in the darkness still I knew that there was something that I would know to be my own. I remember one evening as I was walking back to my small room I happened to pass a local Synagogue. The night was warm and the windows were open and from inside I could hear the men singing," L'cha Dodi L'krat Kalah P'nei Shabat N'kabalah. In that moment I knew that these words were my own, the words of my heart. Here was my true home. This was a great wonder to me for never before had I had such a feeling any where. So I went inside. The men there turned and stared at me for a moment but they said nothing and returned to their prayers. As I watched them I was compelled by some inner force to step forward and pick up a book that I saw lieing on a bench in the back of the room. As I opened the book an older man came over to me and showed me the proper page to begin with. There was no rebuke in his glance but a warm glow suffused his entire being. I felt it penetrate me like the warmth of a fire on a cold winters night. My heart lept into my throat and I almost choked for the joy that I felt in that moment. I WAS FINALLY HOME! So you see, It is not for doubt that I would take you to task. But I would hold you to witness for all that your own eyes have beheld and to speak truthfully for the man that you are. Do not pick up your book to show me words written on paper for you are not a book and your life is not written by men. But show me the true word of your heart and that I shall believe of you.
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