For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret

DIVINE WRATH – AN ANALOGY
You've had a long, long day... For once you cherish gravity as it pushes the cool sheets of
your bed up to your aching muscles...you breathe a deep sigh of relief as your brain
adjusts to the peace and quiet.
A slight breeze comes through the window furthering your state of relaxation.
Just about ta call it a day when a random mutt starts barking...and it does not matter if it’s
a grating yip yip or a bellowing woof woof because it is completely unnecessary and
equally annoying. What is that dog barking at? If it was a reply to danger you would not
mind so much, if a pack of kittens scurried by, you could understand BUT...it is a blank
incessant noise, as if the dog actually got off from hearing itself.
A conflict – do you tolerate it and hope you fall asleep or hope the dog gets hoarse and
stops, or do you get up and discourage the dog?
The body of Christ is the person trying to rest, and for lack of a better word Babylon is
the barking dog.
What has happened is that GOD has said, "I will wait for the dog to get tired and stop
barking."
But the dog would not be still.
"I will give her some more time"
But the dog insisted on annoying me
I just wanted to sleep you fuckin’ flea factory. I bust my ass all day; you lie around lickin
yer hole. Now who has a reason to bark?"
The more patience I offered the more tired I became.
The more you barked the more anger built inside me.
Perhaps, little puppers, if I had been more impatient I would have mercifully gotten up an
hour ago and dealt with you, but instead I gave you a chance to reform yourself.
I have to get up in the morning and bust ass again and what have you to do?
I can't find rest with you barking, especially barking at the wind. So now dog, the
neighborhood will rejoice as I'm sure they feel the same as I, at the sound of cold, hard,
steel splitting yer little K9 skull open.