Building security by love and caring for each other is priceless but of eternal dimensions.  So we must leave the crows out, the blue jays, the cardinals, and bring out doves; peacemakers. 

One dares being the dove of the world but one who sticks to the foundation of truth in the words, though he knows not what to do.  Wisdom is revealed in the man in white; because when the cardinals have more pride than the humility of the dove in Rome, they are a flock without a leader and not that the leader isn’t there but that the flock thinks its greater than the leader.

A parable is all that we don’t understand.  But if there’s something that we don’t understand, at least it gives us the fight that there is something instead of nothing.  And the something becomes the hope and the beginning of faith for those interested in dissecting every particle of what they don’t’ understand, but guided by the hand of the one that gives understanding.

It is a bit like the seed of man: you know that there’s a child in it but you can’t tell me how it happens, but you believe.  Happiness should be the beginning of the knowledge of life in the structure of the feeling of love within your own heart.  That is the Holy Spirit opening you to learning.

A cardinal is a lot easier to shoot than a dove in the sky.  The dove will blend with the clouds but the clouds will overshadow the cardinal making it an easier target as the church makes itself a target of itself without the dove.

We are not anti-parable.  We are for the parable, so it may lead us to understanding, believing that there must be something good in it.  After all, if you have nothing to look for, what are you searching for?  Just like you expect a yoke out of the eggs in the morning.  But if you think that it’s just a shell, why bother looking in?  A parable is not a shell.  Because when Christ was asked: “Why do you use parables?”  He replied: “Because the heart of this generation is dull.”  They’re not interested in knowing.

So what guides us into loving you is the dullness of your heart, where we come to show you the inside of yourself; that your body is the cover of the bible.  And the inside is the life of it.  Just like your heart in the womb, you are the sanctuary of God’s revelation.  You are the book of revelation, but how do you reveal yourself is a different thing.  If you reveal yourself by flesh, you have nothing inside because the outside you take for what you believe you are inside and you’re inside is a parable. T hat’s why there’s not respect for life in you.  How could you give life if you have not life?

It is praising the humility: praising is not giving pride.  Praising is recognizing the service of those whom by their love, are whiter than snow.  And when you need red and purple until your face turns read to be recognise, that as soon as you ascend to a position to be an example to the crows, the men in black, don’t make them envy to wear your garment, but to be the example by your life that they may be stronger in their own.  And then, your flock that must be your friends, will be the makeup upon you; giving you the redness of beauty that otherwise you stole for yourself by pride. 

Praise be, Benedict XVII, the man in white, serving the cardinals.  Thank you for reading.

Roger Poisson