THE LORD JESUS CHRIST TAUGHT THE PEOPLE USING PARABLES
Here I am drawing to you a Portrait with colors and voices,with smells and shapes, lest you feel it,and recognize the message, which I want to send, to who feel loneliness . Dr. Rev. Joseph
THE Gray sky colored all the background scene, even the air outside the glass of her window,The tops of the trees, which was near her window, turned to the grayish green color, Miss Lora was inside the house, watching the scene with pleasure, The small dog , was laying near the hearth,The worm breathes of the fire side, was soft and delicious , that the dog has slept over a piece of a soft carpet, trying to enter to, the deep sleeping period ,the calm and the warm, made him feel of his lost mother's bosom. It was rainy outside the house, If you examine carefully, Miss Lora's eyes, using your heart , you will feel surely,how she have a childish pleasure , while she was watching the drops of the rain , and you can listen to its sound , dropping over the rocky entrance of her garden , outside her house . But you can read also , something in her smiley eyes, a secret strange deep sight, when she watched the scene , as if she was watching a very far scene , beyond the gray picture , outside the window. Sure, she was remembering her childhood , her playing under the rain , with her friends , thanks to God , because she was not remembering her only sister who has dead last year, if she have done , her pleasure must turn to silent weep , as she did sometimes , from time to time. but then she was happy,( and we wish happiness for all people), how the happy eyes is able to change our life , and give us energy to overcome the problems , It was a happy occasion in her mind , to remember the Christmas celebration , and to listen to the bells sounds ringing , the music instruments playing the most delicious tones , the choirs singing , all these beautiful sounds , If you watch her eyes carefully, the sounds of the Christmas , will enter to your ears , If you was there, and draw nearer from any house, you will listen to some of these sounds, which was collected in the memory of Miss Lora ,
Her father was a pastor,and her mother was a classical conservative woman , belonged to a pious family, Papa Noel or Santa Claus was spread everywhere, in many figures, like a doll hanging by the golden stings, attached to the Christmas trees , or decorated the walls , or bodied when some people was wearing his clothes , imitating his figures . Did the weather was the magical element ,witch have invited this occasion to the mind of Miss Lora , sure , it has a great share to revive it in her memory ,The sky was gray like this sky, the weather was cold , and the rain , the red color of the hearth fire side,the candles here and there , but the major element was , her deep anxious for the past time , where was the friendship, and the real rich social life Perhaps all these elements together ,with her real desire , to fled from her real present , which supported our curiosity to read her most beautiful history , from her eyes.
A great number of presents and gifts , hanged and scattered near the trees of the Christmas , with small bells inside the church , the smiley faces of women and girls , the men and the boys and the children , the different smell of the perfumes comes to your nose , as if you were in a beautiful garden , which collected all the flowers , of every seasons, It was the first time to release her dream , in singing before all the church , to gain the respect of the people , as they used to respect her father, she sang then with the choir
A light vibration of joy shocked her body, while the tune began to revive in her memory, "silent night, holy night , all is calm , all is bright......", some tears of gladness , hanging in her eyes , and made them more bright , or perhaps they were the tears of her desire , to return to the past , when her father who have dead 30 years ago , with her mother , friends and relations.
Her silent house , urged her, to remember silent night , and chose the tune, between the different tunes , like O come all y faithful ,or the first noel or,or,........... her house remained silent after the death of her sister last year, she was unmarried like her, but she was a nervous, the house was full of vitality and activity, but her sister was gone away ,
Only the dog was the living creature which live with her , and the plants outside at her garden , Once she have found the ball of Ralph , the child of her neighbor, between her plants, she catch it with joy , and carry it to her neighbor's house , and give it to him
His mother invited her to drink the tea with her, her neighbor and his wife were always busy, that she preferred to be very far from them , in spite of their near site , She and the child's mother forgot the ball , but the child did not forgot , At the mother day , he knocked her door , and gave her a flower , from her garden , with innocent smile , she was very glad , that she rose him up and carry him decently , her motherhood sense awakened , she led him inside her house , gave him a piece of chocolate and carry him again to his mother
how many times past to remember what was written and figured in her memory . It was late at night , she must take something to eat , little time to thank God about these valuable memories , and sleep .
But her closed eyes, were watching something else , during her dreams . What were they ? It was impossible to complete our story, while she was sleeping , because all our information, came to us from her eyes
At the morning , the sound of the dog have mixed with the sound of the birds over the trees , The garden have been washed by the rain , the flowers were more brighter , than yesterday , the general scene under the new born sun , with its yellow light , was shining . Miss Lora waked up slowly, her eyes had some signs of weakness , it seemed to us that she have just left a heavy dreams last night . Even after washing , her eyes lost the merry look , let us wait because the behavior of the people , usually reflects the type of their dreams , even if they forget it . so , now we can guess something about her last dream .
Then ,she put her breakfast with a glass of milk , over the table , and in slow movement , sits down , on an old chair , and began to eat , but suddenly , she stopped eating , and went to the cupboard , searching about something , you can heard the papers , the sound of the papers , at last she found something , and returned to the table , putting the paper before her on the table , and began to search , she caught her pen, and left the breakfast , and began to write .
Dear Clara , It was a long time after we have met together accidentally , in the street , I remember that you have told me about your news , how your lovely husband have left you lonely with your only son , who have a project for marriage , when I met you , My news have changed , my sister dead last year, the house now is empty of life , it seems to me that the house also dead , but I wish to know your news , perhaps as I wish you became better , after the marriage of your son . yours truly L
After she finished her letter, she put it in the envelope , and returned to her breakfast , But what was after the breakfast we shall see In a fast movement , she collected the remain of her breakfast , and put them in her kitchen , her eyes were full of serious look , and entered her room .
We were waiting , looking from the window to watch the scene outside , how it was pretty to see the old Jessamine trees , on the right and left of the outside gate , of her garden , we were far enough to smell its beauty perfume , but you can remember its figure , how the sweet memory changed our life to better , we imagined the feeling of its smell and delighted . The street was not full of people , you could see that couple , who came from the right side of the gate , and vanished at the left side , beyond the trees , after two minutes , a boy came from the other bank of the street harring up towards the right side .
At last Miss Lora dressed as a classical woman in the winter , her gloves in her hands , her hat over her head , her bag hanged on her shoulder , I do not know why ? it was just a walking across the street , to the near post box , about 50 meters at the right direction of her gate , but it was very clear that her mother's figure were secretly hidden in her mind during her acting . The dog was jumping here and there , the dog also felt that she was about to went outside the house . Her eyes reflected her decision, but it changed , to look hesitated , when she looked at the door the decision came again , the dog stopped and she stopped also outside the gate , because the dog liked to do something under the tree , after sometime she reached to the post box and dropped her letter Something have been changed in her eyes , sometimes it reflected her decision , but sometimes seemed to have some doubts . Her eyes told you her inner struggling thoughts , which asked sometimes the question , What if Mme Clara ignore her letter? and what if she have changed her house into another address , what she might do if her friend were busy or had some problems , which prevent her answering
At last she entered her house and remained in the kitchen for sometimes
Her father was a pastor,and her mother was a classical conservative woman , belonged to a pious family, Papa Noel or Santa Claus was spread everywhere, in many figures, like a doll hanging by the golden stings, attached to the Christmas trees , or decorated the walls , or bodied when some people was wearing his clothes , imitating his figures . Did the weather was the magical element ,witch have invited this occasion to the mind of Miss Lora , sure , it has a great share to revive it in her memory ,The sky was gray like this sky, the weather was cold , and the rain , the red color of the hearth fire side,the candles here and there , but the major element was , her deep anxious for the past time , where was the friendship, and the real rich social life Perhaps all these elements together ,with her real desire , to fled from her real present , which supported our curiosity to read her most beautiful history , from her eyes.
A great number of presents and gifts , hanged and scattered near the trees of the Christmas , with small bells inside the church , the smiley faces of women and girls , the men and the boys and the children , the different smell of the perfumes comes to your nose , as if you were in a beautiful garden , which collected all the flowers , of every seasons, It was the first time to release her dream , in singing before all the church , to gain the respect of the people , as they used to respect her father, she sang then with the choir
A light vibration of joy shocked her body, while the tune began to revive in her memory, "silent night, holy night , all is calm , all is bright......", some tears of gladness , hanging in her eyes , and made them more bright , or perhaps they were the tears of her desire , to return to the past , when her father who have dead 30 years ago , with her mother , friends and relations.
Her silent house , urged her, to remember silent night , and chose the tune, between the different tunes , like O come all y faithful ,or the first noel or,or,........... her house remained silent after the death of her sister last year, she was unmarried like her, but she was a nervous, the house was full of vitality and activity, but her sister was gone away ,
Only the dog was the living creature which live with her , and the plants outside at her garden , Once she have found the ball of Ralph , the child of her neighbor, between her plants, she catch it with joy , and carry it to her neighbor's house , and give it to him
His mother invited her to drink the tea with her, her neighbor and his wife were always busy, that she preferred to be very far from them , in spite of their near site , She and the child's mother forgot the ball , but the child did not forgot , At the mother day , he knocked her door , and gave her a flower , from her garden , with innocent smile , she was very glad , that she rose him up and carry him decently , her motherhood sense awakened , she led him inside her house , gave him a piece of chocolate and carry him again to his mother
how many times past to remember what was written and figured in her memory . It was late at night , she must take something to eat , little time to thank God about these valuable memories , and sleep .
But her closed eyes, were watching something else , during her dreams . What were they ? It was impossible to complete our story, while she was sleeping , because all our information, came to us from her eyes
At the morning , the sound of the dog have mixed with the sound of the birds over the trees , The garden have been washed by the rain , the flowers were more brighter , than yesterday , the general scene under the new born sun , with its yellow light , was shining . Miss Lora waked up slowly, her eyes had some signs of weakness , it seemed to us that she have just left a heavy dreams last night . Even after washing , her eyes lost the merry look , let us wait because the behavior of the people , usually reflects the type of their dreams , even if they forget it . so , now we can guess something about her last dream .
Then ,she put her breakfast with a glass of milk , over the table , and in slow movement , sits down , on an old chair , and began to eat , but suddenly , she stopped eating , and went to the cupboard , searching about something , you can heard the papers , the sound of the papers , at last she found something , and returned to the table , putting the paper before her on the table , and began to search , she caught her pen, and left the breakfast , and began to write .
Dear Clara , It was a long time after we have met together accidentally , in the street , I remember that you have told me about your news , how your lovely husband have left you lonely with your only son , who have a project for marriage , when I met you , My news have changed , my sister dead last year, the house now is empty of life , it seems to me that the house also dead , but I wish to know your news , perhaps as I wish you became better , after the marriage of your son . yours truly L
After she finished her letter, she put it in the envelope , and returned to her breakfast , But what was after the breakfast we shall see In a fast movement , she collected the remain of her breakfast , and put them in her kitchen , her eyes were full of serious look , and entered her room .
We were waiting , looking from the window to watch the scene outside , how it was pretty to see the old Jessamine trees , on the right and left of the outside gate , of her garden , we were far enough to smell its beauty perfume , but you can remember its figure , how the sweet memory changed our life to better , we imagined the feeling of its smell and delighted . The street was not full of people , you could see that couple , who came from the right side of the gate , and vanished at the left side , beyond the trees , after two minutes , a boy came from the other bank of the street harring up towards the right side .
At last Miss Lora dressed as a classical woman in the winter , her gloves in her hands , her hat over her head , her bag hanged on her shoulder , I do not know why ? it was just a walking across the street , to the near post box , about 50 meters at the right direction of her gate , but it was very clear that her mother's figure were secretly hidden in her mind during her acting . The dog was jumping here and there , the dog also felt that she was about to went outside the house . Her eyes reflected her decision, but it changed , to look hesitated , when she looked at the door the decision came again , the dog stopped and she stopped also outside the gate , because the dog liked to do something under the tree , after sometime she reached to the post box and dropped her letter Something have been changed in her eyes , sometimes it reflected her decision , but sometimes seemed to have some doubts . Her eyes told you her inner struggling thoughts , which asked sometimes the question , What if Mme Clara ignore her letter? and what if she have changed her house into another address , what she might do if her friend were busy or had some problems , which prevent her answering
At last she entered her house and remained in the kitchen for sometimes
Dr. Rev., Joseph Elmenshaoi
