Poetry & parbles
Lucky Star so far east, the bread mixed with the yeast, seemingly the last and the least: mazel tov. Divinely placed cloud to contain, the seeds of my latter day rain, from judgment you shall refrain: mazel tov. Heaven on earth, cloud above the dirt, I will protect you from the hurt: mazel tov. Nation without radiation, to you given the wedding invitation, a people of Noah's relation: mazel tov. My vineyard of grace with space, my place for mercy's race, no judgment next to face: mazel tov. Called as the last, judgment coming so fast, I will pay you with the first, removed from the curse: mazel tov. Pearl of great price, sell is my advice, buy my long white cloud, hear my word out loud: mazel tov. Your tares gathered first, evil do your worst, receive not their curse: mazel tov. Barn doors now open, wheat seed as spoken, virgins coming with their tokens, Aotearoa awoken: mazel tov.
Curt Zant, not your typical author. He's had ranches in Texas and Oklahoma and has a love for the land and outdoors. During his walk with God, he has experienced the Almighty's compassion for both the Jewish people and their homeland, and wishes to relay this divine desire of restoration for Israel to the readers. Curt has recently moved to New Zealand. Purchase "I am the God of Israel" here.