Friday, January 20, 2017

The Galvanized Gimp (3)

   
   "The Galvanized Gimp (3)"
   
   All was well in the Celestial Heavens for Jude and his biological mother, allowing them a moonlit night, which did reflect the Sun's blessing upon their modest home, where within, the disabled adolescent and his non-defiled mother sat, her explaining:  "Jesus Christ was a popular guy.  They followed Him, ate with Him, flocked to wherever He went; however, when He said you must eat of My body and drink of My blood, not My symbolic body and blood--if you are to be raised and have eternal life; plus, during His arrest and crucifixion--they fled from Him.  When times were easy, they were there; on the contrary, when challenged to have confidence in Him, they fled."
   Jude wept.  He only had faith in the Lord; plus, those that had faith in Him as well.  He wished to wear the Roman Collar, but knew his asymmetrical aspects would keep him on the sidelines; still, he would be a soldier for Christ, remembering King David's words about true service, and the best service being service to God--the mighty bard/fighter voicing in the Book of Psalms:  "Wine to make man's heart happy, and herb for the service of man."
   Jude had never tasted true wine.  But was always eating herbs and talking to God, which puts many cancers into a state of eternal remission.  
   So, as his biological mother exited his bedroom, he pulled the covers over himself, made the sign of the cross, and praised God; moreover, uttered an Act of Hope, remembering that even though Saint Joan of Arc was abandoned and ridiculed, a bizarre man named Mark Twain, him not giving a rat's tail about writing any book save her biography--and from this point of view, helped the Saint rise from the ashes and become the Phoenix she will eternally be, for after its publication, she was shortly thereafter canonized, mysteriously.