A Beginning II

It was not that they were just living a new fad or a vapor of an idea, no, it was definitely more. A revolution of non-conformity and of life. A revolution to step out of the darkness of oppression and into the light of freedom. What they had seen, what they had been given, no one could take it away. They experienced freedom first hand, and after it is tasted there is no going back to the chains. Enduring beatings and being on the verge of death, yet not retaliating in the manner one would expect. They did not fight back with violence or even peace marches. They tore down the strongholds of the mind, tearing away from their enemies grasp precious lives. They watched as fathers turned on their sons, and sons turned on their fathers because of this freedom. It caused pain beyond belief to them, but when someone is in the dark, the light hurts their eyes, and if they are unable to get past this initial pain, then they get angry at the light instead of waiting to see what it reveals. The leaders had seen themselves get caught up in this movement of freedom that had been a river rushing long before they came along. They were placed there to bring more into that river. And they did. They watched as community grew and in the midst of a person forced from his family because of the contrast of dark and light, that person, once in the brilliance, found a new family. A family bound by the love of freedom and therefore, almost unbreakable. And so, there they were; united and moving as in one fluid motion, unconcious of their differences, aware only of their similarity: they were free.

Soon more and more came into this freedom, this nation, that is absent of any government here, because the ruling authority has to be the one that feeds the river, the one that is the source of the light for that only makes sense. As more came into this nation, the fighting and beatings became scarce but problems within the people grew. Divisions within themselves. Some wanted to rule themselves, or they would make up stories just trying to get people away from freedom in order to have their own following. The aspect of unity and working and moving as one begin to slip leak and drain leaving dry tempers and wrong ideas. Such a shot of urgency and fear for the people that must have gone through the leaders. The people who had just stepped into this freedom of light, this nation of God, were already going off on their own separate paths, taking up anything that suited their sudden impulses, not living as though they were in freedom, but in chains again. It was not something that the leaders had put together or concocted, it was set in motion before they were even alive. Somehow, they had been appointed to tap into it and see it rush out over people, this water of freedom. They had to nip the ingnorance and apathy in the bud before people gave their freedom away. They cared and loved this people far too much to let them stand separate and weak rather than together and full of life.

So they wrote. They wrote to each community reminding them of what they first believed. Reminding them that the freedom they had stepped into was not cheap, but was worth every part of them working together. They started from the beginning and went down the steps of time showing the validity and the truth, and uncovering the deceptions and lies. They wrote to show that the lives they were living were not in vain, but were storing up rewards where people can not steal it. That the more they went out the more the source of light drove away darkness and the more people stepped into freedom. Then the people remembered, and they were reminded of their mission, of their purpose. And they stopped trying to clamor out of the river and run from the light, and all of them jumped in and stood not hiding anything. The let the water rush over them and the light search them. They allowed freedom to permeate their being and bring them into a family, because the bond of a family is stronger than the bond of one hundred steel ties.