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

The First Words

 

The little boy, he’s a soul, human, just about ten months old, struggling to get the words out, has a mom, but no dad, he’s programmed the way all living creatures are to utter the sounds that encourage nurture, he has trouble saying dada, he has never encountered one, has never been held by him, and perhaps never will. The stuff we worry about to sound interesting.

Solomon was in the cafe, the weather was dreamy, the breeze ambient, warm and sweaty, (how could you forget that one!), anyway, great looking dame is sitting having the coffee, she has the lady gaga glasses she puts on as the waiter prepares to take a picture, facebook share for friends, she is cute, Solomon is no prude, others pretend, anyway, he utters a simple comment, a humorous word or two, her pal is over weight and not glammed up,  she doesn’t want you in the photograph he says, a gentle irony, not a criticism.

they pass a comment not having heard the comment in full, a compliment of sorts. Anyway, not that it matters in the long run, but how often are we put off when someone says something derogatory about another, maybe a truth, she has issues, he’s on head medication, he’s ill, she’s permanently this way, how often, we hear the mutterings of other misinformed souls, then rush off opinions of others, did you see the way they treat women, rumor, innuendo, mistrusts, spin, it was this way for Jesus in the beginning, so much so they wanted to murder him for challenging the system, which he did, and here today 2,000 odd years later, we still remember his first words, Faith, and it’s still alive today. amen

 

 

No God!

what do you mean, there is no God, what, he was taken back by the comment from the older man, everything he said contradicted the statement, but what he said was not for literal interpretation, wisdom showed itself in many ways, listening sharply was one of them. There, over there, there, she, he, her, him, did they ever see a storm turn around, Solomon had, but it was not a statement, it was the truth. The invisible becomes visible when the spirit is in control, and that pointed to a different world.

Solomon heard the rest of the story; there was a failure in the system many years before, and an opportunity for a great career was put on hold, so the listener supposed. Minutes later the friends parted company, Solomon

explaining to his older friend, how wise he really was, amen.

The Injection

his eyes were animated, he was explaining in the best voice he could find, the procedure he was going to have to endure, a procedure that would perhaps save his life, the size of the needle, the plunge into the stomach, and the three month waiting period, as to how effective it would be. Solomon listened, the details Gorey, but the smile on his friends face, told him he was not giving up, despite the temporary hardship it might require. there was a lesson in it, life was sometimes painful, particularly when learning, amen.

Faith was a different type of injection, but it was one that was needed regularly, the reminder of it enough to remind us, this life was only a leg in a very long journey, amen. The injection though, was never painful, when administered at the right time. Solomon hoped the modern day pharisee’s were listening.

Tools of The Trade…

everybody had the need for a carpenter, so a carpenter he was, there was furniture in every house, a memory in every job, where did he learn that, the job was good, he got called back, referral after referral as his work continued, so the father taught the son who taught his son, and the wisdom kept passing down, same way the Spirit and wisdom is passed on, from generation to generation, in the modern world where communications have changed, it’s no longer door to door, it’s online it’s virtual its new media, the new tools of the trade, amen.

Solomon was chatting with a friend, who was in serious medical need, an old timer, he was not used to the new fangled stuff, gave out about the technology, and shied away from it altogether. in the conversation they had he asked,

“when did you go for the test”

“yesterday” he replied

“fast diagnosis” i said,

They sent it over the web and it came back in hours, a journey that would have taken weeks even months under the old system. the expert read it in London and sent it thousands of miles back.

“what do you think of the technology now!”

In the beginning, men went out to preach the good word, and it was probably unfair to leave a woman waiting, they might never return, it was a difficult time in the early times of Jesus, but the lesson wasn’t learned….by the religious leaders, as time passed on..

women and men together were always better at it, and that’s called, example, amen.

according to Solomon, the spirit was passed on, from generation to generation!

 

Demon Crisis

it can’t be happening yells the wealthy control freak, his team has been ditched out of the league, the match was supposedly fixed, well the same game was for the last ten years, it was the guarantee, you’ll never lose smiled the demon, when he welcomed him into the network, not happening, it can’t, he’s after gambling his fortune with a Chinese dot com billionaire, and is now facing bankruptcy, there are others in the circle, they all face the same crisis, The God of Heaven and Earth is fully aware of their devious plans and schemes and is answering the prayers, amen.

Fix things!, they used to own everyone, they had judges appointed, funded politicians who they owned, had their friends appointed into positions of influence, everywhere.

Solomon smiled, He’d encountered many affirmations in a few short days, divine intervention he sighed, as he wiped the coffee from the sides of his mouth, who will I pray for next he sighed, the children of the Philippines, sadly, the vulnerable are targets everywhere, amen.

Who Am I!

identity, what do I mean, who am I, where am I, am I any good, where did I learn this, what made me, what is the universe, what is my role, questions, the old preachers, business as usual, devout, enforcers of the law, appointing their own, and their favorites, who do you know, gathering wealth, access to God, descendants of Moses, must be through us, people accept, consequences of rebellion, death or imprisonment, so the story goes, then Jesus comes along!

Dudes, you can’t be using the Father for your own gain, share it and you will all prosper, share it and we’ll be left with nothing they answer, share it and our enemies will grow stronger, they have sown hatred and are afraid, there are demons and they remind them, there are people out there who don’t like you, Jesus shakes his head a little perplexed, did you forget the stuff i told you, when the Holy Spirit is with you it’s going to be safe, those full of fear and anxiety don’t accept his words, they plan to murder him instead, who am I?, it’s the question on everyone’s mind, who are we all, amen!.

God lives in all who love Him, amen

Real Music

the voice,

the instruments,

the musicians,

travel arrangements,

the get together,

old friends,

the camaraderie,

the hope,

results in a collaboration,

that is ever lasting,

real not synthetic,

human in every way,

way it’s supposed to be,

amenIMG_5757