We are the congress of God. Hitler, Ghandi, Stalin, King, Mao, all of these rise up as though they sought to speak to the great assembly and appeal for the rightness of their cause. Each in their own way seeking to make right, or to avoid certain disaster. If Christ where to return today surely he too would be so judged by the blind, the arrogant, and the faithful. Who are we that even the appeals of the mightiest of us are little more that an oppinion to be considered? What throne do we sit upon that we may preside over so high a court that even those that we ourselves believe come from divinity itself are to be judged?

We are the Congress of God