I carry pieces of other people around. I have treasured you in my heart, or saved a note or card or trinket or I have written words from your mouth on scraps of paper-receipts, church programs, business cards. These might be some of those words:
What is Peace between God and Man?
The time is at hand--
through the blizzard of troubles
we wrap our injured flesh around You.
Warriors know zeal is not circumstantial.
What keeps you captive?
A multitude of unknowns?
The answer lies in what you are wanting. In the starving.
Provide the sacrifice-whole. Shalom.
Overwhelm the temple of today.