Grimaced Faced Moon

Of all the moons, the green moon is my favorite. The rarest one though, the grimaced faced moon, only rises once every hundred years. When it does, the whole world is affected by her sadness. Grimaced faced moon rises when the world is in deep struggle. When the world. Is stricken with division and suffering and anguish. The last time it rose over the earth was during world war 2. It has risen again today. Grimaced faced moon is not the cause of these problems. On the contrary, he is a reaction. He is a sign of Jehovah's displeasure with the happenings on earth during these times. And so, he has risen again today. If creatures were to look intently enough, they could easily see, tears falling from moon's eyes. All is well. For each time that grimaced faced moon rises, Jehovah God sends immediately after, joyful moon and peaceful moon following him. Some say, in years passed, mankind has learned their lesson and amended their course. Others say Jehovah Himself interfered. Moon, though had known the truth. He knew that it was a bit of each. It was the intervention of Jehovah and the repentance of man that brought out joyful moon and peaceful moon immediately after grimaced faced moon. But, the advent of joyful moon and peaceful moon are not promises. Jehovah will always intervene. This is His nature. But we have to do our part. We need to repent. When we do, the advent this time of peaceful moon and joyful moon will be even more glorious, even more peaceful and even more joyful than any other time before.

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