School Child

Sits proud, a smile on his face, they are reading his poem, inside it feels good, to be acknowledged, and told you are good, he bites his lip as the praise comes, it’s the stuff he needs to hear at home, but school will do, his teacher is generous in heart, has empathy for her charges, does whatever she can, likes to laugh. The school bell goes, he puts his books into his satchel, teacher smiles as he goes out the door, well done young man. His father has no time for education, is always complaining, put down by his own father, he is passing on the lessons learned to his son, that’s the way it goes, thank God for great school teachers.

On the walk home, he swings his bag, stares at the trees, birds live in them, there is a cow in the field, moo he says, the cow shakes his head. The need for expression, and the fear in being vulnerable, the minute he gets in the door, he wonders if she will be drinking, the dread, her insults will pass over him like water in a stream, his mind and emotions set on that moment in class, the admiring looks of his fellow pupils and teachers.

Solomon sighed, how a little encouragement works the oracle, amen. Best of all.

We are lights

The young man asked the prophet, what are we supposed to be doing, there is so much written, and I find…it’s all confusing, even when they Speak of Jesus, it’s hard to understand it. The old prophet sighed, it was confusing, no doubts, some interpreted in the narrow sense, by the words of men, others, read it line by line interpretations

, some said he wasn’t human at all. How come the church refers to purity, and perfection, all the time, it feels as if it’s beyond us, and it seems to contradict the words of Jesus. The old teacher nods, men make it extremely difficult for many to understand.

As you rightly point out, Jesus had to eat, sleep, drink, rest, do what we all need to do, got annoyed with his followers, gave out to those in authority, and was often in the company of those deemed undesireable, and many complained because of this too, he didn’t have it easy.

The young man nods, he wasn’t having it easy trying to understand it all. The teacher is trying to encourage the willing pupil, recalls the Great One, who taught them with stories. Was there a fitting anecdote he could use. The parable of the seeds came to mind, at least this young man was willing.

How about this the old teacher says, consider yourself a light, with your thoughts and actions you throw a light on life, and what interests you. The young man nods, so the more we think good, the more it becomes real, the old teacher nodded, well, that’s one way of saying it.

Mean Spirits

Your Spirit can’t be of God, if your mean spirited, it’s simply that, and those who claim otherwise, who are they fooling, no one. The young man was listening to the prophet, he wanted insight to the way, or was he testing the wisdom of the prophet, he had friends who were of the most devious nature, worshipers of demons, this he didn’t know. Even the mention of the word, demon, would upset him.

What do you mean, “Mean Spirited”, where does it end, what do you mean. Is this something he still hasn’t learned,..

if you don’t give time to others, not your friends only, they give you time, do you ponder on the ways of righteousness, do you

assist the flow of love, are you out for yourself all the time, are you greedy, does power infatuate you, have you read the ancient scriptures, at the very least have you tried to become wise…

The young man sighed, he looks brow beaten, why did I ask he wonders?. The old prophet recognizes the goodness in the young soul, how they deal with all the distractions, it’s a miracle they made it here.

Cheer up young man, you are going to live a great life, you have taken the first step, you asked for help. Pray and dedicate your life to seeking wisdom, and all will be fine. The young man burst into a smile, the frown gone. He was being bullied for having “strange beliefs”, having faith in the world above, he seemed not to fit in.

Solomon sighed, across the world there were many on the road to wisdom, and they needed all the help there is, he pauses, great signs usually follow such requests. The lady in the chair, those praying for healing help, those on the path needed guidance from above. A given he smiled, the changes were continuing, amen.

Letting the secrets flow…

Having troubles, demons around, had enough, want to do something about it, “Joe the Slink” wears a sly grin, a member of the green mafia, an Irish outfit, he is passing on advice to a new member, there is the sense of desperation for anyone who wants to join, so Joe wants to impress the new member, give him a signing on present, same way they give you a bonus when you sign on for war, well, unless your medicated how else are you supposed to kill someone, you have to fill the head, get rooted as they say.

Man of poor reputation, throws the goodwill, gifts, suddenly, he’s all right. Joe the slink is no different, we wants the new recruit to have a happy first day, so he asks the new Member, “Sean, is there anything we can do for you he says”. The boy smiles, they are the words he wanted to hear.

“My Mother wants to get rid of demons and she says all you have to do is pray in the Name of Jesus, for someone good to pray for it, and your prayer is held, can you do that Mr Slink, please!”

Joe has got a dilemma, the kid is asking him to commit suicide.

The boy goes home, his head down, sad faced, Joe wasn’t able to pray for it, what will he tell his Mother, I failed.

“I told you they were all the same didn’t I!”

 

 

Lifting the lid….

Have you ever realized as to the number of people who don’t wash their hands after doing their thingee, and the rise in infectious diseases as a result of it, just saying, It’s a bit of a stink, imagine the child in care, dependent on the adults who are not family, insecure, well, it’s why he is in care anyway, a what does it matter, if he overdosed Friday he”s forgotten an hour later, that’s a bit of a stretch I know, just bouncing ideas off the lid, gosh did another drop hit the seat, no one will notice anyway, did I wash my hands, who’ll notice, aha, so the world is a dirty place, no wonder the native tribes suffered when the white man arrived, all those diseases they brought with them.

Solomon was reading the story of the sentinel Islands, where an adventurer tried to engage with the native people, protected from such intrusions, by law, to cut to the chase, they fire down arrows on him and he’s killed, god bless him. This group of natives are kept isolated from mankind, because of the risk of disease the white man carries, and this is the 21st century.

Monday night, the news, the expose about those prisoners in their own homes, bullied and terrified, women who are slaves, children not allowed to have opinions, any form of Spirit, damned from the outset, cause it is against the rules.  The same goes on in front of your eyes, and it’s the story of many who covet control through religious means. Solomon saw the Spirit destroyed on countless occasions, and while it was a gift to observe such destruction, he imagined why it was not difficult to work out, that to gain Spirit you had to have some in the first place, just as the ancient words said.

The unspoken is said, there is a sigh of relief, it had to happen, amen.

Jesus and His Brothers and Sisters

Recognized fact, Jesus had and has family, it’s written in the ancient books, more than a few references, imagine, the child with Spirit, has none of the modern day influences in his life, spirit has time to find deep roots, so few temptations, Where’s Jesus shouts his mother when one of the brothers comes in after a hard day in the fields, isn’t he supposed to be helping you, the brother shakes his head, he’s in the synagogue ma, again she sighs, a few of the brothers accompany the mother, Ma, what are you going to say, he has to eat with his own brothers now and again, the difficulties families have, an everyday experience…

What made Jesus connect with so many, he didn’t set himself apart, saw everyone equally, Jesus and his brothers and sister, the stuff his mother had to put up with, where is he now?, and in terms so simple said it was inside you, all that was good and bad, it’s your choice, amen.

Putting a smile on the face of children, a real one, is something to be taken so seriously, amen. Ah ma, i’ll be home in the next half hour, these geezers with the long beards are slow in the up take, they need learning mam, you tell ’em son!

Rare Gems

The angel looked at Ezra, what is he thinking, don’t you understand, Ezra asked for advice, the angel had come to him before, so the visit was expected. what is rare said the angel, Ezra was stuck for an answer, a smiling child, the angel raised his eyebrows, he is trying at least, and listens, which can’t be said of many, who listen and walk away.  The angel shows Ezra a rare flower, Ezra nodded, all over the meadow there were different flowers, the angel was trying to fill Ezra with wisdom, join the dots, the angel is surprised, Ezra should get it sooner. Spirit, smiles Ezra all of a sudden, the angel was now surprised, where did Ezra learn that from, now the angel inquires, where did you come up with that, Ezra raises his eyebrows now, the tables had turned, isn’t that the reason we all exist for, ahem coughs the angel, Ezra is and will always be a rare gem.

Forty billion Jack, by the time we carve the company up, there will be ten billion left over in the reserves, which we can pay out, he laughs as he says it, payout meaning themselves, not so rare, amen. do they think anything else…