Brother Paul,
I know your spirit rests in faith, somewhere in the peace of heavens, among the stars. Oh you should look the good things that are coming out of your sacrifice. The candle of Christanity continues to grow and glow.

Walking the stretches of faith often reminds me, how the majestic walks amongst us. Walking through the tunnel of light, wondering where it would open up next. You were right Paul, people are doors and their eyes, windows. You were right, God gives more, compensates for all that’s sore. I can see the future, crosses being erected on the deserts and prairies. When all sails on the hidden truth, it just takes the truth to grow out of the earth.

It’s funny Paul, story of mankind still vintage in our collection and truth of nature an archeological artefact in our museum. Look how true it is, where love is, skies do rain cats and dogs.

Brother, truth is like glimpses, like flashes of light, so earth is still a beautiful organism in our labs, although we are the parasites that come visit it from unknown corners of faith. Only the father knows the truth in its entirety. One day, we will meet and the Lord will serve us wine. Looking at the people who drink in pain and happiness, I wonder sometimes if wine is the reason we come down here for. Or to understand what the wine really means. Then I imagine Lord’s brewery, the message in the fountain, eternal drink of life.

Being a priest is a feeling that only lasts for a while, other times I think of the brotherhood that I’m dedicated to. You know, brotherhood is always worth it, putting a lifetime’s worth of dedication into. Think of all those before us, like everyone’s been a precious piece of the puzzle, and God is moving us all in turn, and with the last domino in place, all truth will come crumbling upon our souls. That’s where this fraternity is leading us Paul, to that final piece of the puzzle. It has to be Him.

Looking at these old roots getting renewed, wondering which prophet has the most blessing upon Christanity, that whether it was Moses, David, Isaac or Abraham. Then looking at Adam, our Grandfather, and His God, our Godfather. Affection and fatherhood runs in the family of Christ Paul, it never ends.

After understanding Aleph, Lawm, Hay… I understood that the steel of trinity is coming to us from all houses of faith. Some give it away willingly, some do not. It takes hardwork to extract our truth from theirs. All these houses of faith Paul, descended like wild flowers, and Christanity won’t let their fragrances be wasted away. We collect what’s rightfully ours.

People are beginning to embrace the cross, with or without embracing Christanity. It is their love and fear that paves mankind’s way towards the final and eternal house of God. In love they say cross is truth, in fear they say cross could be the truth and what if…

Paul, this turns out to be a journey of hope, love and believe, but really just a walk on the bridge of facts. I know Paul, things of faith are often laughed off, they can’t possibly know what the Lord knows and gives us, but in every new born Christan and convert, I see the return and birth of Jesus Christ. Gotta keep the candles lit Paul, gotta keep them lit.

The light migrates Paul, from all the corners of the world and falls on that bright spot. Besides, the judgement day is only a good news for believers, and the league of lambs and lions count on it a lot. The league in which lamb and lions drink from the same cascade. So until the sun rises from the west and with its blessings all is sorted out, there will be beacons and bearers of the torch.

We keep the truth above us, so the truth is still ours Paul, the truth is still ours. I followed you Paul, to be my greatest teacher, when it comes to faith-keeping. I kept the pathway lit for the beholder, and like all the others, I wait for the day when the Lord holds all the time in his right hand.

People laugh at evangelicals but want the angels Paul. Until the time meets the truth and the hour is near, no one will truly understand the glory of the Lord, and we can’t blame them. It is a great test of time. The begotten truth can only be begotten Paul, it can’t be made, recreated or copied. They can’t bring a more befitting verse, God did created man in his image.

Over somethings we don’t have control Paul, they’ll all understand when the Lord will descend with all his glory and nothing will be able to escape the truth, it is bound to peel the eyes of all the living souls, and that day is not very far now. The hour is close. May God bless all the brothers of fraternity living and dead, and all those who eat from his bread.

Fraternally,
St. Daniel.