The sky would splinter into pieces so minute and the sun would fall to earth shrouding it with flames and wiping out all traces of water. The trees would scream out cries of disapproval and mountains would stop dead at where they stood, for the mercy Lord showed that day was the least.
Forgiveness, Lord, is what we plead from You, The All-Bounty.
Though I imagine, what if souls on Your land were at a distance so far from one another to sin? What if the sky smiled at all times and the sun glowed from where it stood? What if trees just shed their leaves and mountains opened their valleys below You?
Would we have to ask for forgiveness when we hadn’t sinned, we hadn’t betrayed our Lord, we hadn’t done wrong and all we ever did was love You?
The actual fact under the very core of this fantasy is that this is all but a fantasy. It is the fantasy of all fantasies. The truth is that Lord had made us from the very beginning – sinners!
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