998 A DIFFERENT DAY 05-08-21

The difference begins at sundown,

when holiness arrives.

Not as some theologians construct,

but as a God-created-reality.

A creation in itself,

where, when we walk,

we walk submerged in the sacred,

not in a thought,

rather with tactile sensation.

The air is different,

down to its chemical components.

O2 for oxygen, H for Holy.

O2H1, the atmosphere of Sabbath.

Not as mere memorial of other


but as an act of God’s will itself.

We are asked to remember.

How can we forget?

Those who do not know

walk within this sea

and only do not know yet

that they are wet,

soaked in this different time.

Can you feel it running down your arm?

Your hair is soaked, with holiness.

All from a swim in Spirit.

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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