Signs of Reality are just periods of Truth!

Signs of Reality are just periods of Truth!

Someone came to a prophet asking for advice because it seemed that the more he has wisdom to share the more he is ignored.  The old prophet said, “My son, be not discouraged since the days of your guidance are no longer sought because the younger ones coming up have found a new way to live; one that suits their fancy not necessarily with wisdom.”

As I sat and pondered his own wisdom I realized he was right.  Those of us who may have been filled with the wisdom of God are now in many areas reaching out to those who will not look for the Wisdom of God anymore.  Too many have taken upon themselves prophecies of the need to acquire money at any expense and will not listen to the Words of the Prophets; written on the subway walls.  

It is a sad time in life when we who are aged and still have the grasp of God’s Wisdom are no longer adhered to.  The lyric “the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls” from Simon and Garfunkels’ “The sound of Silence” are still more than ever coming to life again.  

What is really sad is that too many well-to-do Christians have reached a point of self-imposed ideas that they have all the answers when it is discovered that to their dismay the very treasures that are at their finger tips have closed the door to God’s essence.  I say this because of seeing this personally and am afraid that some will not move beyond their current satisfaction of certain gods.

To Evangelize the people who do not know Christ and his recent Passion are just a small portion living day to day in a world that is becoming numb.  It is those who sit in the pews of our churches that have lost a sense of what is happening on our altars that sends shivers down my spine.  Most Church attendees are open to and reasonably understand the teaching of the Church.  But for those who are sitting without any semblance of what is upon the altar at the Transubstantiation; God help us to reach them before they succumb to the wiles of the world and its promise of no promise.  

Ralph B. Hathaway