THE EDITOR, Sir:AND IT came to pass in those days that the ringers of bells and the blowers of trumpets came to a watershed at the same time - a most unusual occurrence.
The ringers of bells were in the wilderness, and the blowers of trumpets had progressed to the Promised Land because they knew when to run wid it come flood or high water, for they would rather be inside looking out than outside looking in; furthermore they would not have the Chief Bell Ringer in Caanan while they wander and wonder in the wilderness.
POTENTIAL GATE-FLYERS
As soon as the Chief Trumpet Blower had declared his intention to cease from flying the golden gate into the Promised Land, there was over-exuberance from potential gate-flyers, not least of all was the Keeper of the Nation's Purse. Despite the interest of the Chief Architect of Highways and the Chief Fisher of Kings, and the one who suffered no blight in his ambitions, and the one who, like St. Paul, has seen a new light, a woman who knows when to abstain shall be given her portion.
And as they jockeyed to be the Chief, the wary Chief Trumpet Blower reminded them to keep the party goals in sight. Blessed are those that put the party above personal interests for together they shall keep their place in the Land of Caanan. And those that dream of being the Chief Trumpet Blower pondered these things in their hearts and cautiously and surreptitiously made their bid to be Chief Trumpet Blower, for the day is fast approaching when the flyer of the golden gate shall keep the gate no more.
And as those who wanted to be more than ordinary servants gathered to pray at the beginning of the new year, they beat their chests and said thank you Lord that we are not like other men who are in turmoil. We have even been blessed with a woman among us. Lord, we want you to choose the Chief Trumpet Blower for you know that we are best for this blessed land, Lord. With one accord they prayed and each one ended the prayer by saying please choose Lord, but choose me.
As I wrote these things, Leminotep looked down at my feeble effort, then he smiled and said SELAH.
I am, etc.,
WINNIE ANDERSON-
BROWN
winab@cwjamaica.com
Bagatelle District, Ashley P.A.Clarendon
