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

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orwell einstein

Orwell Einstein was a rather clever man, when all around were chasing goals, Orwell watched
and say what was going on. one day he tasted meat from the local butcher, it wasn’t real smooth
it was fatty not lean not a good looker, he took it home, splashed it on the pan even turned it
over, brown around the edges onions stacked on top, Orwell smiled as he opened his mouth wide
and took a large bite out, well he tried to drag his teeth away but instead they fall out, no more
meat for Orwell Einstein, a fish lover he became, then one day he tried the farmed version, looked red
and all that stuff, but it didn’t have the smell or flavour, of the wild version he was used to, Orwell
became a vegetarian, have you tried a tomato or an egg lately, or do you get used to it like all the
others. many years later, Orwell Einstein became a professor, spent his life examining matter and
how it would work out, and his conclusions were one and the same. us, when the bee’s go we go after.
at least we have the vision of Orwell EinsteinIMG_5756 to get us thinking again, perhaps as 1, like when you
love, you don’t measure

The Holy Spirit

Imagine it, a power from Heaven, that comes with the help, Imagine it, you can say what you like against the Son of Man, imagine it, you can say what you like about Jesus, you can be forgiven, but say anything against the Holy Spirit, just imagine it, well you don’t have to, it’s written, that’s one border you can’t cross, and it renders the demon useless, amen.

Encouragement

I went in his house and sat down. I was a stranger. And he took it upon himself To make me feel comfortable. He did. Just a feel good moment.

via I Was A Stranger — The Chatter Blog

Give Me Shelter from my fears…

What was there to hang on to, what was there to worry about, she was being moved on again, the lady in the old gray coat. Her dreams were years ago she can hardly remember, but she held on as long as she was made to, then decided to throw it all out. The bags are stuffed full, she pushes the trolley, her sleeves rolled up, its not that cold, besides you get used to it, she sighs. Those arms were so smooth once she remembers, then again, so they, did any of her friends remember, hardly.

Passed on the street, she snarls under her breath, they are looking at me, she would she says to herself, as if her life was all that mattered, and it did, but that was part of the disease, she walks up the steps of the great cathedral, there is always comfort there, and all of a sudden she wakes up, reaches out her hand, and feels him beside her; just a dream he sighs as he holds her close to his side. He gave her shelter from her fears, she remembers,

amen.

The world needs a bit more Kindness and Compassion — Purplerays

“The Little Boy and the Old Man Said the little boy, “Sometimes I drop my spoon.” Said the old man, “I do that too.” The little boy whispered, “I wet my pants.” I do that too,” laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, “I often cry.” The old man nodded, “So do I.” […]

via The world needs a bit more Kindness and Compassion — Purplerays