The Cycle of Rain
I spent a stressful morning trying to come up with the best attention grabbing introduction to reel in the minds of all who lack wisdom and understanding. Truly, my jealousy is great towards those who grab the attention of the innocent and persuade these childlike minds to go against that which is good. It happened recently that the LORD spoke to me in a vision of reality; the God of Gods lifted me up into the heavens and revealed to me a message to be delivered for both believers and non-believers. May whoever reads this with a righteous heart be blessed.
A parable by : Alexander Garza
There was a man of passion who lived on a foundation of empty grounds. And it came to pass that when a storm struck the land, he could see his reflection upon the ground. Surely, the sun was lifted, the water vaporized and his reflection disappeared along with it.
Over time, it happened that another storm came, but this one much mightier than the first. For a little longer, he could see his reflection upon the ground before the sun came up, vaporizing the water and his reflection along with it.
May he who has ears to hear, listen to what the spirit of the LORD speaks to the nations: There comes a storm far greater than these; a hurricane with heavy winds and roaring thunder. The word will pass through every nation and a reflection will remain forever. From everlasting to everlasting. Blessed is he who reads and understands.
Parable Explained
The man of passion can be anyone with a dream or goal beyond the average adults life expectation and the empty grounds are the nations of the world. When he does well, everyone around him recognizes his success. The storm is the mans’ effort and the reflection is the result; his self-made image; his character and recognition. But when the man gets distracted by the ways of the world, his developed character, his self-made image fades away just like the sun vaporizes water after a storm.
Because the man is wise, he picks himself back up and tries again; this time stronger than he was before. This is the second storm. Though it takes a little longer for the water to evaporate, once again his reflection fades away by the ways of the world.
The ultimate storm is he who comes; the man of perfection; the one who overcomes the ways of the world and is remembered throughout history; the one hidden among the people of the world that emerges with great power like the power of a hurricane storm. Blessed is his name forever and ever. From everlasting to everlasting. Amen.
