It all began with words, what was your dream she asked, dream, what dream, he was struggling to stay afloat, and she mentioned dreams, what was going on. She shook her head, he didn’t understand, perhaps life had weighed him down, his spirit overcome with worry and the daily dose of anxieties fed to everyone. Some could handle it, most got over it, others felt powerless before it, few were able to sow in it. The burden wasn’t a burden, it appeared that way, the way it always appears when the spirit is dampened down, you can’t do anything about it, look at you, what have you got, nothing!.
Solomon reflected on the burdens, not that he was burdened himself, but he was aware of the depth of sorrow in many lives, how that Spirit inside was tampered with, how people were often made to feel undeserving. You have to dream it, then believe it, it was the price of freedom, you just had to imagine it. As we filled the world with strong loving positive and wise thoughts, the world got well, Spirit got the lift it needed, Loving Spirit rose, and with it Rose the influence of God Most High in positive ways. Love is never controlling when it is real, it inspires and encourages, it is not doom ridden and planted in the past, it lives every day, you just have to imagine it.
To see the real Holy Spirit, to know that God Most High was real, to allow it become part of you, and how it transforms
lives around you, that was all you needed to know, if only you can imagine it. amen.