This story was inspired by Cindy Sheehan's, although mine isn't as good (or as sad).
Once upon a time there was a kingdom not of this world. The ruler of this kingdom forbade his subjects to take up the sword. Love of enemies was so important to him that he phrased the command 4 different ways so that people would understand:
Love your enemies
Do good to those who hate you
Bless those who curse you
Pray for those who mistreat you.
He said that to be considered great in his kingdom we must serve others, and that to become powerful we must become as dependent as children. But he knew the other kingdoms would not be friendly --at least not right away…so he cautioned his subjects to be like shrewd snakes and like innocent doves when they went about the world…
The gentle king perished at the hands of his enemies, the occupying forces, leaving his mother to weep as she held her dead son in her arms…
But unlike powerful earthly kings, his spirit lives on in his followers who work to establish the Peaceable Kingdom. He lives on in those who lead movements of Satyagraha and nonviolent resistance…and there have been many victories, some great, some small.
And he lives on in those who mourn.
Blessings, comfort, and courage to all those in whom the spirit of the King of Peace lives on!