Teachers

Our Teachers

 

Do one thing for God each day and he’ll remember you, this I am certain of, I’ve seen so many great happenings, all based on the theory of love and giving, it’s the story of the widow in the bible, she gave a small amount, but it was important to her, Jesus you recall told the story, I don’t assume, but he only used stories filled with wisdom to educate not to persecute, it wasn’t a rule thing, you could interpret it as you saw fit, and there was no such thing as a specific religious practice, the point being, if you gave with the heart you were giving to his Father, how simple is that, too simple, or as some would say, that’s too simple Mr Bee, as if our lives depended on the welfare of a humble bumble Bee, what’s a flower anyway. But going to church to stand up for your faith, is faith giving to others, it’s similar to those great movies, specially the Clint Eastwood ones, a parable in everyone, haven’t we been blessed from the most amazing of sources, the inspiration given to so many, from the great song writers as well, the new saints, prophets, teachers,  as I call them, now that’s what God Most High would call friends, amen.

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Our Teachers

Our Teachers

 

Do one thing for God each day and he’ll remember you, this I am certain of, I’ve seen so many great happenings, all based on the theory of love and giving, it’s the story of the widow in the bible, she gave a small amount, but it was important to her, Jesus you recall told the story, I don’t assume, but he only used stories filled with wisdom to educate not to persecute, it wasn’t a rule thing, you could interpret it as you saw fit, and there was no such thing as a specific religious practice, the point being, if you gave with the heart you were giving to his Father, how simple is that, too simple, or as some would say, that’s too simple Mr Bee, as if our lives depended on the welfare of a humble bumble Bee, what’s a flower anyway. But going to church to stand up for your faith is no bad thing, it isImage faith giving to others, it’s similar to those great movies, specially the Clint Eastwood ones, a parable in everyone, haven’t we been blessed from the most amazing of sources, the inspiration given to so many, from the great song writers as well, the new saints, prophets, teachers,  as I call them, now that’s what God Most High would call friends, amen.

The Glory of God

The Glory of God

 

Teaching to love is loving God, teaching fear is the opposite, there is no in between this, wisdom is not a list you chose from, wisdom is using what you learn from, the errors that cause you to baulk inside, that thing you won’t do again, it’s why we are born again as Jesus prescribed for everyone, we were never expected to get it right first time, Gerry Rafferty used to sing that line so well God Bless Him, it’s the same with the sparkling smile you see on a little one, until the end of the innocence when it turns to a frown, ever see a four year old that looked twenty, I have and it worries me plenty, what had troubled the little one, no one ever seems to have the answer to that one, smudge it over and lets get over it, young child hasn’t got the choice or the wisdom yet to deal so coldly, fourteen year old boy trouble with all his teachers, parents blame the education system as if it’s the caretaker, wisdom assumes we listen to what has gone on, and rather than chasing someone to blame, we change the circumstances that caused it to happen, scream shout banging next door father races out gets in the car, screech the car flies off the noise subsides, the end of the matter, but what about the children inside, questions we don’t want the answers to, same as the doctors report that is hard to ignore, I guess if we taught them love in the beginning, we might catch the bug ourselves and it might lead somewhere, can’t get involved that’s a domestic matter they are our neighbours after all, they’ll be with us for the next twenty years, and everyone has a gun under the bed so shut up. the stuff you have to deal with when you have children to care for, humungous as they say, and we get hooked on TV trial shows when there is a demon living next door, wisdom I’m afraid is very disappointed I imagine and mother nature as well. For the glory of God and no other, amen, but children are supposed to shine well they did when love was all around them, where has is gone, something worth tweeting about I imagine, love.

 

The Glory of God

The Glory of God

 

Teaching to love is loving God, teaching fear is the opposite, there is no in between this, wisdom is not a list you chose from, wisdom is using what you learn from, the errors that cause you to baulk inside, that thing you won’t do again, it’s why we are born again as Jesus prescribed for everyone, we were never expected to get it right first time, Gerry Rafferty used to sing that line so well God Bless Him, it’s the same with the sparkling smile you see on a little one, until the end of the innocence when it turns to a frown, ever see a four year old that looked twenty, I have and it worries me plenty, what had troubled the little one, no one ever seems to have the answer to that one, smudge it over and lets get over it, young child hasn’t got the choice or the wisdom yet to deal so coldly, fourteen year old boy trouble with all his teachers, parents blame the education system as if it’s the caretaker, wisdom assumes we listen to what has gone on, and rather than chasing someone to blame, we change the circumstances that caused it to happen, scream shout banging next door father races out gets in the car, screech the car flies off the noise subsides, the end of the matter, but what about the children inside, questions we don’t want the answers to, same as the doctors report that is hard to ignore, I guess if we taught them love in the beginning, we might catch the bug ourselves and it might lead somewhere, can’t get involved that’s a domestic matter they are our neighbours after all, they’ll be with us for the next twenty years, and everyone has a gun under the bed so shut up. the stuff you have to deal with when you have children to care for, humungous as they say, and we get hooked on TV trial shows when there is a demon living next door, wisdom I’m afraid is very disappointed I imagine and mother nature as well. For the glory of God and no other, amen, but children are supposed to shine well they did when love was all around them, where has is gone, something worth tweeting about I imagine, love.

 

Making Love

IMG_4477Making Love, feeling like making love, well, where is you bank account, have you any money in there, go on, go on, show me dear…but….

We are so into love, remember her name, first time you saw him, that addictive emotion you can’t get rid of, the memories that go with it, the one’s that got away, the regrets, the battles with your emotions, the times your life fell apart, the phone calls to girlfriends in the middle of the night, the panic attacks that left you feeling suicidal, and the guilt you felt, for the times you let them down, and the fear of speaking truth in case you hurt his feelings, and the descent into relationships that were never going to work out, and the long glances into the past, is it not a wonder people close their hearts to the influence of others, it’s fairly obvious, it can be soul destroying, and many play a game, men mostly, women occasionally, their only goal to cause havoc, settling old scores as they say. And we call it making love. Someone somewhere ought to address the issue before the time changes for ever.
The act of creating babies is actually the final act of loving, end of the story. Making love is creating the love we need to survive, a bit much to hear, but it ought sometime be said by somebody somewhere, cause no one seems capable of understanding what love actually is, really, hahahah, spit out the dummy, feel the throat a little, does your stomach churn, yes, love making is caring, that’s what love is, the distance you go for others, not the time you spend on yourself, pretending that you are doing something loving,. Sensual love, is the final act of pure love, but it’s not the beginning, it’s the climax of emotions that are created, that intense feeling that you can never forget, the glow in the heart, that leaves you waiting for more of that same great feeling.
Society, has changed its meaning of love, which it has passed on to children, with dire consequences unless we all change, it’s truly that simple. Women the world over have had to prostitute themselves almost, to gain the love that is due them, and as a result have given up on finding love altogether, almost. There are exceptions here, it’s not all bad news, some rural societies still value the family unit, and these societies will thrive. Sadly for many women, the production of a child is now the single most important objective they have, without a father figure too. Little Bob, or tiny mary, have been put in a very difficult position, as they get used to abnormal rearing, in so far as God Most High is concerned. Children are born this way, with a heart that requires fulfilment, the balance as they say, a love balance, that cannot be substituted,
Perhaps an over worked and exceptionally emotional stressed mother figure can manage to get the job done successfully, but there are so many losers to be seen, with society loosing mostly. But the child will always be asking, who was Daddy, and the reason I am aware of this, is through the relationship I had with a very small friend of mine, he was only one years of age, and he tried on umpteen occasions to utter the word, daddy, but couldn’t. Being his big uncle figure, it tore my heart open, and still does to this very day. He might have been born that way, but he wasn’t born with a full house as they say. Being a pal of the great spirit, I made enquiries, how this situation could be addressed. The answer was clear and direct, no bull, pure honesty. It was a question of change or bust as far as the world was concerned.
So next time, don’t thin your love, be up front with the one you assume to love, and let it grow as they say, amen.

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Purrfect Day

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Making Love

We are so into love, remember her name, first time you saw him, that addictive emotion you can’t get rid of, the memories that go with it, the one’s that got away, the regrets, the battles with your emotions, the times your life fell apart, the phone calls to girlfriends in the middle of the night, the panic attacks that left you feeling suicidal, and the guilt you felt, for the times you let them down, and the fear of speaking truth in case you hurt his feelings, and the descent into relationships that were never going to work out, and the long glances into the past, is it not a wonder people close their hearts to the influence of others, it’s fairly obvious, it can be soul destroying, and many play a game, men mostly, women occasionally, their only goal to cause havoc, settling old scores as they say. And we call it making love. Someone somewhere ought to address the issue before the time changes for ever.
The act of creating babies is actually the final act of loving, end of the story. Making love is creating the love we need to survive, a bit much to hear, but it ought sometime be said by somebody somewhere, cause no one seems capable of understanding what love actually is, really, hahahah, spit out the dummy, feel the throat a little, does your stomach churn, yes, love making is caring, that’s what love is, the distance you go for others, not the time you spend on yourself, pretending that you are doing something loving,. Sensual love, is the final act of pure love, but it’s not the beginning, it’s the climax of emotions that are created, that intense feeling that you can never forget, the glow in the heart, that leaves you waiting for more of that same great feeling.
Society, has changed its meaning of love, which it has passed on to children, with dire consequences unless we all change, it’s truly that simple. Women the world over have had to prostitute themselves almost, to gain the love that is due them, and as a result have given up on finding love altogether, almost. There are exceptions here, it’s not all bad news, some rural societies still value the family unit, and these societies will thrive. Sadly for many women, the production of a child is now the single most important objective they have, without a father figure too. Little Bob, or tiny mary, have been put in a very difficult position, as they get used to abnormal rearing, in so far as God Most High is concerned. Children are born this way, with a heart that requires fulfilment, the balance as they say, a love balance, that cannot be substituted,
Perhaps an over worked and exceptionally emotional stressed mother figure can manage to get the job done successfully, but there are so many losers to be seen, with society loosing mostly. But the child will always be asking, who was Daddy, and the reason I am aware of this, is through the relationship I had with a very small friend of mine, he was only one years of age, and he tried on umpteen occasions to utter the word, daddy, but couldn’t. Being his big uncle figure, it tore my heart open, and still does to this very day. He might have been born that way, but he wasn’t born with a full house as they say. Being a pal of the great spirit, I made enquiries, how this situation could be addressed. The answer was clear and direct, no bull, pure honesty. It was a question of change or bust as far as the world was concerned.
So next time, don’t thin your love, be up front with the one you assume to love, and let it grow as they say, amen.