If I said, "I have heard somewhere, THOU SHALL NOT KILL", you would be after me in an instant. Before your ears had properly heard it, in a flash it would reach your heart, since that truth resides there also.
"We know that already", we will say. And turning away, the killing will resume even as the words still ring in the air.
God told Moses, "Here are laws that you might be rightly guided." If we listen with our heart, and to our heart, the meaning and import cannot be clearer. But why is it wrong to kill another? What do we do with the transgressor?
There is little the living have in common with the dead, but of that, one thing is certain. The faithful must say of both, that the Lord has given them life. The Lord has commanded us not to take life, because while one breath exists in a person, while they yet have a living foot on earth, there exists in them the brightest spark of God in all creation. Of course it is love.
It does not matter if one cannot even remember what that is. Before life, it was. It does not matter if the very thought of love fills one with the rage of loss, before gain, there was love.
Each person, may have any experience, may learn or teach any thing, in any way. This is the gift of choice. That a person may at any time find or search for the meaning of life, IS the living God quickening the breast of man.
That each person should search according to their own nature, and about their own nature is a GOD given right. Each must decide for themselves. To force another is to blaspheme, because only the LORD's light illumines our hearts.
To sacrifice each other is to deny that possibility for ourselves. It is no accident that through the many translations of time, in our language we can say that killing is a grave offense. Yes, but whose grave I wonder?
So what result for the transgressor? Shall we set ourselves up to judge not only what payment, but who is a sinner? Is there anything familiar about the admonition against worshipping false GOD'S?
That it is given us the ability to mete out death where and when we will, confers no right or warrant to do so. How else is choice the divine providence of man?
What a creature, so sublime, to be tasked with the greatest of blessings. Choice. Killing is the grandest of lies, carried upon nothing less than the shoulders of hated and ignorance. It is not possible to still a great king, by killing the messenger.
Hear me now, because time is short. Seek to cloth yourselves with the finery of earth, and you will inherit the earth. Bow down with those who keep God's commandments.
Moneychangers, spending their life changing other peoples work into their comforts, shame is the least of what you reap. As was promised, the shepherd gathers all of the flock, but do not suppose that you have a perfumed seat waiting for you, because piled high around you, you might find the pain and suffering your work has caused. You will NOT have front row seats.
Let us not sit in our houses with coins in our ears. Soon enough we shall have them on our eyes. What then? Make no mistake. WE must cloth and feed and house each other. WE have created every hell on earth from the good cloth of paradise. Feed the poor. Ease their suffering, help to heal their wounds. Treat each other justly. This is the choice for every age.
To all the so called civilized nations of earth, speak; explain again how your industries have bettered the world. You prance like fine horses, but worse than any other beast; you leave a trail of shit and destruction and illness, poverty and pox, to mark your passing. It is no offense to call it business, the offense lies in choosing thus, and calling ourselves men.
To the poor of the world fear not for the injustice heaped upon you, it is not heaped by GOD. Verily the enemy of love smites you. Pray, what weapon can we wield? Pray for the souls of the sinners, whom GOD loves, as they have a choice, as do you. Remember, that you are not the disease, rather you are the cure.
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