Waking in the Lap of Lincoln

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“A House divided against itself cannot stand”*

yet the only door open was Unification via Division.
It had to be maddening.

If one likens confusion to that of a disassembled puzzle

Then such confusion is possibly the product of inner conflict of a convoluted mind.

To see the picture on the box cover one must first separate
the corners from the edges then gather the like colours.

The beauty of words is their ability to move us…
Prayer is fine provided one moves their feet thereafter.

If Lincoln is represented by the edges, and if the words of Lincoln represent the corners or cornerstone…

The words that haunted Lincoln must have been
“We hold these truths to be Self-Evident…
That all Men are created Equal.”

It was the part of the Declaration that was meant to be finished, later.
It is the foundation of the principles of Life, Liberty
and the pursuit of Happiness
endowed by our Creator as Unalienable Rights.

The unavoidable thought of Unification through Division,
the illogical and unreasonable notion of such a thought
had to have been maddening.

Yet before one puts the puzzle together, one must divide it in an organized manner.

When Lincoln reached for the colors he found what he believed all along. Each is vital to the beauty and appreciation to the finished product.

The finished product is a nation that lives up
to truths that are Self-Evident.
It is accomplished by placing one piece in at a time.

Not about Black or White
not about Industrialization vs. Agrarian.
It's about the shade of Freedom
It's about the shadows and silhouettes
The convergence of light thrust into darkness

The colors of the puzzle represent
“That all men are created equal”
which eerily makes the civil war about
ownership and servitude, about the color Green.


Abraham Lincoln: Walking in His Shoes
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0u9lLyZRmH0


Each morning I awaken looking up from the Lap of Lincoln wondering
how vibrant the finished product must be.
Placing one piece in at a time…
It’s absolutely maddening… gjf

*Springfield, Illinois, June 16, 1858