Glory

I might say, ofttimes there were the selfsame, most prominent paintings that adorned the walls of my relatives’ homes throughout my childhood.

With thanksgiving and deliberate reverence to the Eternal Father, I shall say principally the paintings of our most Holy Christ I seemingly came to love and was most intrigued by.

May it glorify our Lord to remembereth a time years after a certain tragedy of injustice, division, and abhorrence echoed throughout this blessed Country of the United States! For I suppose the paintings of our beloved one was a reminder of a most blessed life before his assassination broke the hearts of our entire nation.

Continuing on, I may say as a little girl I was most affrighted to learn of his history and passing in the textbooks, and at home. Yet, I loved what his most honorable and courageous fight against racial discrimination did even for me and my classmates.

Peradventure, I held fear to speaketh of and study this great man of faith because of my late earthly parents. With respect to both of their blessed memories, I shall say it appeareth my parents mourned this fearless leader’s absence from the Earth, seemingly for many years.

I gather I shall say, I am speaking of the late Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Excerpt from “Glory” by Apostle Tonya.