And Man was unmasked.
And Man was shown.
And Man was named.
And Man frowned, but knew this day would come.
Then we suffered.
Then we gave many.
Then we grieved.
Then we proved “LIFE”.
Then we were given a name.
And Man frowned and could not even crack a smile for his creations, but knew this day would come.
I am the present time.
Man is past tense.
God is the only future.
Man had chosen to fold time back upon its self, over and over again; to exist in the past as a means of surviving, without change. Then Man found out that <GOD> was not only a uncontrollable source of power, but was also <TIME> itself. At this prospect Man shivered at the thought of an awakening, after Man had been hitting the snooze button over and over again.
You know how it feels to wake up late for an important day and then find out that someone hit the snooze button purposely, so you would not wake up.
Man will be given the past, for that is what God has deemed fit.
I will be given the present.
The child will be given the future.
This is what I woke up with this morning.