For Midlothian, A rejoicing.
(begin Laments in Midlothian series with part I of V here)
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A rejoicing was heard in Midlothian,
But its revels were spiritual in kind,
The prince of the city opined w/ no pity
———- -this victory surely is fine.
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There was a man of great stature, that once
Stood here, strong, broad, and tall,
———- His shadow, a peace to his kin.
But his shade is lain low
———- The spirit now flown
Some say, on account of his skin.
The prince snickers.
The Skin, the skin, is just a way in,
A wound that is ripe to be picked.
The skin -not yet healed scab-
That is easy to grab
and rip and
To use for the sin.
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A rejoicing in Midlothian,
Two-fold in the least.
A rejoicing fit for a feast.
———-
The one who was brought low,
With places to go,
A problem, if not made deceased.
———-
The war is long,
-War, is perhaps, not the right word
———-
It is… and the prince knows it to be true
Because the prince knows Who is true…
———-Because THE PRINCE only is TRUTH
——————–And they know
———-–The princes know. This prince knows-
——————–And they tremble
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So perhaps, incorporeal-fingernails-clawing-at-the-
flotsam-(not jetsam, though it may seem that way
to the world, but never to THE PRINCE),-
at-the-adamah,-at-
– the-red,-on-the-long-and-inevitable-way-to-The-
Pit-and-The-Lake, is a better way to put it-
———-
———-Is long, is long, is long.
———-But for now, the knee need not bend.
———-
And there is this time,
Wounds not healed,
Work to be done
(Like a roaring, ravenous, desperate lion).
And desolations, devastations to protect,
Breaches to maintain, and pry, peel, widen and gape.
And there are (would-be/could-be) protectors,
repairers of the breach.
And these are the ones the prince must distract,
And discourage, and silence, and end.
The princes must silence, and end.
———-These are the ones that (would/could) subdue it.
———-
He was a guardian of the house…
Of stature, and courage, and restraint.
And his hands held a child,
And filled churches with music for praise.
———-
A protector, repairer, shepherd,
———- The prince silences them, and ends them,
———-And reaps of old, unhealed wounds,
——————– (two-fold -for it is both the roaring and
——————– the devouring-)
———-Seeds bearing strange fruit
——————– (after their own kind)
———-And rejoices in Midlothian,
——————–(and abroad in the land)
Again
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Song: Jered Sanders, Bizzle – “Equal Opportunity” (God Over Money, 2017)
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Other Inspirations Include:
Scriptures:
-Ephesians 6:12, Romans 8:37-39, Daniel 10:13, 20-21, Colossians 2:14-15, Ephesians 3:10, Colossians 1:16
-Matthew 8:28-29
-Isaiah 58:12, Nehemiah 4:9, Jeremiah 31:6, Isaiah 52:8
-Genesis 1:28, Genesis 2:7
-Matthew 6:13
-Matthew 9:34
-1 Peter 5:2-4, Ephesians 2:2-3
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Creative Works (Books and Writings)
– By Frank E. Peretti: “This Present Darkness” (Crossway Books, 1986) and “Piercing The Darkness” (Crossway Books, 1988)
– By J.R.R. Tolkien: “The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring” (George Allen and Unwin, 1954) – “A Lament for Gandalf”
– By C.S. Lewis: “The Screwtape Letters” (Geoffrey Bles, probably 1961 edition), and though I haven’t read it (yet), is probably in the same spirit as “Screwtape Proposes A Toast” (Geoffrey Bles, 1959)
– By John Milton: “Paradise Lost” (probably 1674 edition) and possibly somewhat subconsciously “Paradise Regained” (1671)
– By Abel Meeropol (aka Lewis Allan): “Strange Fruit” (first known as “Bitter Fruit,” 1937 in A Teachers Union Publication, later recorded as song by a number of artists including Billie Holiday (Commodore, 1939) and Nina Simone (Phillips Records, 1965))
Additional influences include, but are not limited to:
– The teachings of Dr. Eric Mason, Pastor Greg Boyd, Pastor G Wayne Parker
– The music and spoken word of Derek Minor, Corey Paul, Jackie Hill Perry, JGivens, Propaganda (Prophiphop), Beautiful Eulogy, KB, Trip Lee, Lecrae, Tedashii, Andy Mineo, Alex Faith, J. Monty, Bizzle, and countless others I’m sure
– Good and challenging conversations with friends and family in Christ
– And accounts of the lives and deaths of Botham Shem Jean, Jemel Roberson, and many more I’m sure
I’m sure
And many more, I’m sure
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