Lollipop Cruise, Part 9: Gas Water

What would happen if yearning souls from NOW…

Embraced with ancestral souls from THEN?

It was a timeless meeting… A sacred greeting…

It was awesome… holy… and mesmerizing…

Yearning souls from NOW…

Embraced with ancestral souls from THEN.

Near mountain peaks… Tired ancients trod…

Wearing turbans, robes, and sandals…

Though a million strong… They were now wearied.

Blinking away afternoon glare…

Ezra & Ruth saw something there.

They looked up… & saw urban wanderers…

With Knicks caps, jeans, & sunglasses.

All paused with eyes locked… with sadness and joy…

All showed sternness and hope… All were Chosen Ones…

However much they seemed strangers… They knew they were family.

They all wander in the diaspora… the wilderness…

They all follow God… during apocalyptic upheavals…

They all walk in a traumatic, transcendent, exodus.

“I’m Jeff. Are you OK? The sun’s so hot… the heat is on…

What a nice turban. Are your robes cotton?”

“Shalom, Jeff. I’m Ezra. Thank God, I’m fine…

But we have felt thirsty for a fairly long time.

It feels like we've been walking for eons… not days

Is it true Satan landed on your… Freedom Tower?”

“This is my wife Ruth… and our 7 children…

These are our 2 donkeys… and our camel, Bungee…

With the long line behind us…

We’ve escaped Jerusalem’s Temple’s burning…

And, we’ve been wandering ever since…”

Moderns laughed at the donkey’s braeing…

Timmy and Alisha realized…

These people are from long ago.

Yearning souls from NOW…

Embraced with ancestral souls from THEN.

We passed a waterfall… a voice said,

“You’ve left your time… but not your people.

You’ll resume your quest to find and aid the Messiah.

So, Jeff, how’d you get out here?”

“A boy pushed ahead of Jeff… he was holding a girl’s hand.

He said, “My name’s Timmy… have some of our water…

Would you like plain… or… I have gas?”

“You have gas?” Ezra asked? “Was it something you ate?”

Alisha began laughing… she lost total control…

“Timmy, my love, Ezra feels YOU have gas.”

Moderns began laughing… & laughing a lot.

Timmy explained, “These are plain water bottles…

The sparkling ones have bubbles made from gas…

Bubbles make the water more fun to drink.”

“Ruth, did you hear? They take God’s sacred water…

A source for all life… Then, rather than drink it to quench thirst…

They make it a playful sensation of pleasure to enjoy.”

Turning to Tim, he said, “Plain water for my wife and I.”

The kids cried, “Gas water.”

Joshua, the oldest, sighed, “Give me plain water too…

The rest have fallen for Satan’s tricks… oh no.”

Lines of ancients streamed from the west… Lines of moderns from the east…

Both lines from different times… surrounded and passed…

The dozen in a circle… who shared words and water. As they passed them…

They studied them. The 2 timelines joined & kept walking. Now they were one.

Tim & Alisha paused as Ezra prayed, “Thank you, God, for the water we drink…

And the friends we just met who gave us this water… They seemed to appear…

Out of thin air… to bring us Your water.” Timmy and Alisha said, “Amen.”

All nodded, said “Amen,” laughed… and commenced drinking.

Moderns laughed at the donkey’s braeing…

Tim and Alisha realized…

These people are from long ago.

Yearning souls from NOW…

Embraced with ancestral souls from THEN.