A Jacket - A Prophecy

I looked at the jacket. It had been worn for years, it was fraying on the shoulder and there were holes apparent everywhere on it. It was just about wearable but it was obviously on its last legs. If it were an animal it would be mercifully put down.

There was an evident need for something new to cover in a way suitable for the season ahead. The next step would see changes made, that process would necessarily be hard as letting go of something that has served for so long is hard to let go. Yet it was clear that the old has past and it was time for the new to come.

For His Name's Sake

Shalom

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