One night I had a strange dream I saw multitudes of different faces People scattered in the world Some sad like sourdough Some faces shone with a glow All kinds, colors, religions, races All on the globe in distinct places
In the corner of my critical mind I started on a trip of judging some
I didn’t understand much of what they’d done We call them names, label codes, and freeze them cold We hate some for being the sadistic sick, others too bold
Some were just all wrong and mad They brought suffering, made others sad On the scales of right, they were bad
Then a powerful Voice boomed forth He said “Child, stop, stop stop! Some died, some thrived, some fought But you don’t know a fathom of their thoughts Each is at a different level of growth Each seeking life’s value and worth Some are stronger, some a little weak Circumstances make each different and unique
The Voice said, “Never judge, I made them all You don’t know, the pain, the hurts they hold You are unaware of their sad stories untold
You are all My children so never judge Love one another, forgive, do not grudge Never judge their lives or muddy walk All judgment is left to My Divine discretion All of you are jewels in My World Each human is a striving trying pilgrim Each of you has a mission to achieve Each is a beautiful tapestry to weave My Love allows each one To walk in the music of their soul
Some are rough stones and do not shine But rough diamonds may shine late in time Some may never shine in this world
Some are rough stones and do not shine But rough diamonds may shine late in time Some may never shine in this world But they will still make a difference somewhere! There is a reason for everything One day, all stories in Heaven Will be told!
Rita
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