Rilke,a poet, died because of the prick of a rose thorn.
If you have a large wound, you bleed, apply medicine, and even go to a hospital.
However when people have small wounds, they just pass by.
Small wound don’t tend to bleed, so viruses such as tetanus or erysipeloid don’t flow out off the body and just inter fuse.
Just like a thorn of a beautiful rose killed Rilke,tiny things have frightening claws more than a tiger.
Beautiful and fragrant things have hideous poisons more than a snake.
Lightest words hit the hearts with a frightening sound than a thunder.
Meanwhile when the children wake up and wash their faces,
Meanwhile when the children wake up and greet,
Small thorns like dusts inter fuse the body.
While sharpening a pencil, watching a T.V., opening a door of a refrigerator, opening a drawer, throwing away paper, riding a bicycle,
you get pricked by a small and tiny rose thorn.
Others can’t see that small wound that doesn't even bleed,
however, Mother sees it.
Love is like a magnifying glass.
Even the smallest wound, in Mother’s eyes, She sees it.
The rose thorn that killed the poet, Rilke.
I love Christ Ahnsahnghong and God the Mother in World Mission Society Church of God(WMSCOG).
Mother's love is different from normal love. Heavenly Mother's love is the greatest and first love.
ReplyDeleteAs Heavenly Mother's love, I want to be a person who can see even small wound of others.
ReplyDeleteMother's love is the greatest!!
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