The Day when Love rained from the sky 💖🌦
There are days when the weather clears, the sun comes out, and it turns truly beautiful. Everyone is drawn outside. No one wants to stay home.
And these are the moments when God's Angels open the clouds and send down love upon the Earth. It's an open door system. However, these doors won't stay open forever. It is a limited process that gives the more perceptive a chance to fall in love, because on these days, people's hearts are, by God's will and the power of the Angels, permeated with the desire to unite, in twosomes. In couples. In love. In bonds so strong they will overcome many a storm of misunderstanding and miscommunication. That they will withstand the pressure of time.
These are precisely the moments when you must seize the offered chance by the scruff of the neck, and win everything. Simply grab your happiness, regardless of your surroundings. To literally throw yourself off a high cliff like a madman, and hope that the water in the sea below will be deep enough so you don't break your neck on a shallow bottom. These are opportunities, given by God, where you receive a hand filled with nothing but aces, and only a fool can lose such a game.
There is a catch, though. You must be willing to play. To bet your heart on the pot and play for its favor. And that takes courage! Not everyone has it. Not everyone is willing to risk it.
And that is precisely why there are days when the path for those in love is swept clean, with the help of Angels. Love rains from heaven, which no one sees because love IS invisible, but everyone perceives and feels it.
And it was on such a day that a great battle was about to commence between two nations. Their dispute was over territory, but apart from the powerful leaders who wanted to redraw borders, the ordinary people didn't care. They could have reached an agreement; they wanted to live their simple lives, work, have fun, and love one another. But the authorities wickedly drove them against each other, because divided and hostile people are easier to control.
And so, the plan for a great, decisive battle was drawn up, and a date for the offensive was set.
But, perhaps by the will of God, because God could no longer bear to watch the human stupidity that drives nations to kill, or perhaps by mere chance, precisely on the day the battle was to take place, the Angels opened the heavens, and streams of love began to sprinkle the earth. At first, it was just a small, lukewarm drizzle, but it gradually gained strength, soon turning into a heavy rain, after a few hours it was a downpour, and shortly after noon, a true Love-Storm broke out. Strong vibrations lashed the earth, and at that very moment, the commanders of both hostile armies gave the order to attack.
To their surprise, however, the attack did not happen. The soldiers, permeated with goodness, threw down their weapons and decided they would not fight. Under the influence of love, they had only one desire: to go home and kiss their wives, partners, and smooth their children's hair. It wasn't far from their desire to the deed.
"Let's go home, lads," commanded the bravest ones, wanting to abandon the battlefield, but their commanders threatened to shoot them. And so the bravest, knowing that none of the ordinary soldiers wanted to fight and that staying under commanders who wanted to kill their own men was idiocy, shot the commanders and then all went home.
When the second army saw what was happening, they did the same.
And so, on the day that love rained upon the Earth, one utterly senseless war also came to an end.
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