“But the meek shall inherit the earth; and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.” Psalms 37:11
In a good world, the meek and gentle would be able to remain so. I know so many who are beyond gentle, sweet and humble and sadly, are the targets of predators worldwide. Too often, the sweetest of people end up with those who do not protect, but simply ravage. For a personality such as mine, which is warrior-like to say the least, it fills me with so much frustration and rage that Satan and those under his power trample underneath brutal feet the meek and gentle of the earth.
I long for the day when the sweetest amongst us are treasured, held up as examples of Christlike behavior, protected for the treasure they hold within their spirits, true charity, the pure love of Jesus Christ.
“And what of the meek? In a world too preoccupied with winning through intimidation and seeking to be number one, no large crowd of folk is standing in line to buy books that call for mere meekness. But the meek shall inherit the earth, a pretty impressive corporate takeover—and done without intimidation! Sooner or later, and we pray sooner than later, everyone will acknowledge that Christ’s way is not only the right way, but ultimately the only way to hope and joy. Every knee shall bow and every tongue will confess that gentleness is better than brutality, that kindness is greater than coercion, that the soft voice turneth away wrath. In the end, and sooner than that whenever possible, we must be more like him. “To those who fall, how kind thou art!/How good to those who seek!” Howard W. Hunter, “Jesus, The Very Thought of Thee”, Ensign, May 1993, p. 63
Until this day arrives I will stand for the meek, for the gentle, for the sweetest of spirits. For much as Azlan in the Chronicles of Narnia, the Christ-figure, I will fight for love to prevail over all, hopefully not alone, until that day of peace arrives.