When What Was Wrought Within Seems Strange and Hard to Find

From this the weary minister at once took up the tale. Patient and long-suffering certainly not so much as our own in Heaven. We had half hardly expected him long begun the growling and the slobber and whatever else had to have been at last the matter. In fact to put it lightly first of all from what I remembered of the scene for only time would tell the tale and bear it there hidden within the ever-reaching of the silent silver years. At last no longer gold they seemed but ones which bought and sold. The minister too from his placement by the table had assumed a half crouched at last position sort of hunched over slightly as his body shook with the rhythm of his speaking. I can hear him almost now a sudden gust of wind that pulled me from my seat with fear and leapt within about how hungry he had been. False teachers around had tripped the expression changing with the rest been seen so clearly and all the rest as half as not so nearly. False teachers he rattled on were they when at last the king seated been could no longer stand it but up and leapt within. Seems to me to be a flea had tickled there his ear that day, or perhaps somewhat of dinner waiting. As he grew a mane and tail and at last had chanced to pounce upon the floor. Over the benches and those waiting pounced he not so proudly now as loudly leaping. Straight on up to the altar he came unbidden where at last the Word had scattered everywhere not so half as pages tearing. If it was bad as bad could be no longer chanced we anymore than to simply wait and see. Surely it was not a joking matter this lion that stood there crouched and waiting ready at the table almost as dinner waiting there as all good things had came prepared for all them that waited. Besides all that I myself must half admit that I was hungry too and quite as tired as this from waiting on a shoe. Not to say that our God did not serve of course or was not able. Just that good things come to them that wait among these all his many brethren. Perhaps brethren was a term to hesitate to use to loosely such as these and too also his created beings. Already dinner waiting half unfinished though it was. What was there to keep on say provide (himself for these his many offerings) the offering. Just as Abraham as it were once came with son in hand to climb up Mount Moriah. Only this time we were there it seemed half hardly crouched and nearly watching. Could history really repeat itself this time or would God step in himself and Most Divine. When at last prepared the altar and the wood God himself bade/told him to fetch his only kid. Then all once began a call almost as though ram caught in yon nearby place itself a trumpet stall (was more than justice for us all). Was God unjust it seemed to me to be that had so provided for the kid to live and let live leave them be so that danger passed on by around you see. Where was the ram then there this time if not on the table patient waiting for itself almost as if the eating. What was a ram though (compared to this) when he had provided us his Son. Finally the Lord himself unseen as here in this gathering among those sitting waiting licking their paws in patient appetites were still a-knawing. Finally the leader spoke out among the crowd that simply he was proud. Was more than justice for us all. Perhaps something else provided for those at there that table that wished to see the Lord himself appeared to us though not as eaten for that simply would be cruel. After all, more than not he provided he himself this very offering.