THE lOVE TRAIL

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IMG_5757IMG_5755IMG_5758THIS IS A THREE PART STORY, I BROKE IT UP INTO THREE PARTS, LIKE ALL GOOD STORIES, IF YOU LIKE IT, PASS IT ON TO ALL YOU KNOW, I THINK IT IS IMPORTANT WE CHANGE MANY THINGS….

INTRODUCTION…..

Introduction

Part 1

The human race has fallen a long way short of the standard, to merit the positive intervention of the Divine. Some say, we have abandoned true faith in God Most High altogether, and replaced him with materialism, idol worship, and things, stuff as you call it. Faith meaning pure love, active belief, not armchair belief, but doing it. The rulers of the earth, those that currently control the fate of so many, be it through policy or the non enactment of policies that ought to be enacted, to them faith is an inconvenient truth. It’s only an opinion. But as the saying goes, you get out of the well what goes in. The heart being the well where the love is stored, is under constant stress.

When you act for the self all the time, meaning, the ego, the well dries up. You then struggle internally, and your will becomes victim to other influences. It’s why there is often a national out pouring of grief when someone of standing passes, not that it lasts. It’s why people over react during emotional and testing times, or go overboard as they say. It’s purely a release of the emotions they have been unable to deal with, cause they lost the ability to be empathic with themselves. Put another way, we have understanding of situations that need our intervention, but we shy away. We deaden ourselves a little more each time we do that. It’s why we are glad to leave it to charities to deal with the issues. It feels good that someone is doing it for us. Allows us to use the mind more freely, rather than the heart.

The heart can be smashed to pieces emotionally, while the mind can only be disturbed. It’s why soldiers going into battle zones are often medicated beforehand. They won’t cope well with all the brutality if in a normal state of mind. Why do Vietnam veterans, and so many others returning from war zones, have so many problems. We are not programmed to hurt, we are born to love, the polar opposite. The will of God Most High, is love.

The war zone issue raises the ugly issue of child rearing in the 21st century. How many children are going to grow up mentally normal today, very few indeed, unless there is a turnaround in the direction we are heading. While we may be heading in one direction, we should be going in the very opposite direction. So much for boy bands.

I had this dream twenty years ago, so did many others, of fighting my way through the crowd as they headed one way, while I struggled in the opposite direction. They were all falling into the sea, being led blind, the exact way things are today. Pornography is mainstream, idol worship too, second homes deemed a necessity by many, while others have no homes at all, not forgetting those that starve daily, this is factual, no one can question this reality. Saving the situation should be our goal.

TO BE CONTINUED………………….<a

Using Words Wisely

If we bombard them with the message, and if we offend everyone, they will automatically assume the need for change, and no one will think your for or against them, they will think about what you said about the, Muslims, The Pope, The Mexicans, Women, Wealth, but most importantly, because you have bombarded them mentally, and the media will love it even more, all they will want is change when the time comes. anything but more of the same will do, even if more of the same will be the end result. Donald shook his head. All I have to do is insult everyone, he looked at the mini dress near him, wondering.

Was it not a pity, abusing the well being of all that was good was all they were actually good at. A paper trail of insults and upsets, left two hands on the nuclear detonator, two previous enemies. There is too many of us, too many humans, he heard the neo rights argument, what the world needed was less people. Solomon sighed, they needed less neo types, and more of the loving types.

Finding God!

What a question to ask, whose your Father, what is all this talk about a great change. We are all seekers of a kind he sighed, and Solomon was in the middle of it all, seeking. If he put it in words, it was almost a request, if it was in your heart, the words just appeared on the screen. He was reading a post about the appearance at Garabandal, and the divine appearance to the young children. The appearance of the divine Mother, pointed to a time of change, in and around the current times. Did the amalgamation of the super powers, Mr trump and Mr Putin, point to further evidence of the great change. He’d seen many signs, and it was gut instinct too, the appearance of great spirit, the signs, the numbers, the worship of idolatry, the era of the selfie. it was a continuous

wave, asking us to choose, what side were you on. God lived in the heart, so Jesus says, did we make room “in” there. Then a child comes along and a mother, seeking a room, baby blue eyes and a smile, just as he was reading the article. The sweet mystery of love and how it rubs off on us, when it’s in there.

Did it open your ears!!

What, she’s a brawler, from jersey, his ears are bleeding, she shouts cause he’s half deaf. Did you see the way she dressed, what, what, what is she asking anyway, don’t suppose Donald trump would be impressed he says under his breath, his hearing is perfect, it’s all part of an act, the stuff he got away with over the years. Did you see my stick, he walks with an aid, she looks around the apartment, she put it somewhere. They keep each other busy while deceiving each other, she minds him, and he mines her. Healthcare, they are going to cut your health care Louis, What!, did it open your ears. Those who lived with the golden spoon in their mouths were telling the poor how to live, sounded a bit french, Mary Antoinette

, what a poor dress sense, with all those high collars, when she hadn’t a head on her at all. ears, she never used them anyway, what good were they, Healthcare!

Who is Your Neighbour

The button on the machine is depressed, a message is sent across the world, your response to an appeal, a conscience effort to lend a hand, the lifting of a spirit, the guidance of a friend. The world is border less when it comes to friends, same can be said as regards to love, the same Spirit exists that has existed for all those years. It was and is the promise of Jesus, God is in you, yes, God is in you, and it’s why the body of Christ is made up of all those combined spirits, it’s not about one, it’s about becoming one with love, border less. and when that happens, miracles and blessings become a flow, in response to that effort to love. Solomon was reading the news, nurture the spirit, as he did, he saw a bunch of smiling children play effortlessly, no fear no anxiety no stressed glances, no squint eyed gazes, no hard looks, an openness, the heart flowing. The picture he saw, reminded him of what an old writer now deceased had once said. He was a survivor of the death camps, don’t let them steal your spirit and reduce you to nothing. Added together, Great Spirit is all of us. In 2017, if there was one thing we ought to do, it was simply this, make that great spirit stronger. If you do, all of us will live in a safer world, amen.

2017

The trumpet calls, double tower, golden door, Donald. Hillary and her supporters, the world left behind, the race up the golden elevator, will you be so lucky to be selected. The markets worry, haven’t seen anything like this before, a reality TV president, the power of the box in the corner, now in your hands, the remote, the tablet the mobile. Image is so powerful, the message that repeats itself , pressing into your head, the slogans turning over inside you while you sleep. Solomon wondered what all the ego and power stuff was about. The world had changed enormously in a few short years. The Holy Spirit of God had made itself known, great events, miracles, safe plane landings on water, two of them, and hosts of other similar news items. Would any of them vote for God, well, it was a question. There would have to be lots of promises, something God didn’t do, he didn’t need to make a promise, he just did. A choice between eternal life, or death, what do we have to do they ask!, what an ungrateful lot.  The brain was smitten with the image of Donald, the slogans stuck, greed was welcomed, and this happened, to great applause, in 2016. Solomon sighed, the image from the sky is real, do they know what they do, amen.

Happy New Times

new world, old guard in runs, real love ascending, change happening, prayers answered, children smiling, few avoiding, honesty to the fore, thoughtfulness, titans turned into babbling fools, no more of more of the same, signs of the awakening everywhere, amen. Words write the future, make your dream the widest, and catch all the others as well. Solomon

understood the power of words. The prayers of Isaiah reminding him, amen.

Head Bangers

It’s for wisdom sake, heading a football, can do serious damage, so the bangs and the thuds, the vibrations, the head needs protecting, from all those banging moments, so the professional footballers say, i suppose amateur boxers do the same, wear head protectors,  minding the grey matter foundations, the brain as we call it from future damages. Solomon was nursing a late night, felt great, but still felt the affects, of the stuff he put through his system. He listened to the argument, children should be banned from heading footballs, in the professional training sense, suggesting that, only when they are older, is it a safe exercise to train in. Willy nilly he thought, are they gone mad. The image driven  world, and violence

guided war games, had done more damage to young heads, than all the footballs in the world put together, head bangers he sighed, while rubbing his own.