Man Woman Love God

The old man read the report, the old guard, loyal but out of touch, he read the words again, Luigi, bring me a brandy, make it a double, are you sure Father, the old man nods, who needs to read this stuff, he throws the paper on the table, grabs the brandy, his young assistant smiles, he didn’t think the old man could move so fast, like a spider about to zap a fly. Man and Woman he cried, what have they got to do with love, it was my creation from the beginning, what do they know. He holds out the brandy glass, Waterford crystal of the old days, heavy lead, not that brittle stuff they call crystal these days.

Men of God, the old man sighed, what had women and men to do with it anyway, they are just instruments, all of them, mere instruments, so they live in harmony when they are good to each other, who in the Holy Name doesn’t know that. In another corner of Rome, two other men sit in front of a roaring fire, sipping old wine. There will be no women in the brotherhood Jack, not after that book you wrote. The Young Cardinal smiles, they are two men tied to an ancient past, but who failed to understand, that God was the Love inside them. They plan on seizing control of the world.

It could be worse, say a big pharmaceutical

research company owning say, an old folks home…well…

Searching

We have been given the opportunity to create the world we always wanted, we always had,

it’s real and there is no escaping it. The window is open, the stars have come, the Holy Spirit too, the reality can’t be ignored, it’s purely a love thing, has been moving across the earth, infecting people with Love, the lasting type, it’s down to you and me, amen. Do we run stay build or pretend, it’s coming to that moment, action station, opportunity that can’t be ignored, too immense, potential to give life, heal, heavenly assistance guaranteed, amen.

Solomon sighed, the headlines were dark, fires in some places, rebellions, it reminded him of ancient writings, the revelations of the prophets. No panic he sighed, these things are meant to happen, reminding us, there is God Most High, and there is the material world, it’s a matter of choosing. Trust in God, how easy to write such simple words, how difficult at times, to live by them. Times of great change, point to a new world, a testing period for God’s people. In the circumstance, Solomon expected every effort to be made, in order to increase the flow of Loving Spirit. Like the picture with the post, it’s real.

Multi Person Syndrome

Who Am I today, what a question to ask yourself, then again, if you exhibit yourself in the world, you want to be seen, or create the impression, how do you want to be seen, Pope Francis has a woman grab his hand and arm, two handed,

she pulls him off step, he scowls, taps her on the hand, it’s the day he is due to make a speech on violence towards women, and there he is seen slapping a woman, tap tap, then henceforth, like a scorned child, he retreats to the temple, what, and the greatest wonder of all, no security police are needed to intervene, no guns are drawn. Every other leader in the world, would have had a posse of guns around him, and the pictures would have been all over the world, where security analysts, international experts, police handlers and others, would have been interviewed on the big TV, where all day, the story would be repeated, again and again, when in fact nothing in truth had happened at all. Are we all that easy to manipulate.

Solomon was wondering how to reconcile, all the violence in the world, with the will of Peace and Love, the will of God in fact, do we ever listen to the words of Jesus, God is inside you, tap your heart, inside you, stop, but does God mix well with violence, or more succinctly, can you Love God and Love violence at the same time, is it possible. It was a mute point, the year is 2020, the changes are continuing, miracles and great events, weather warnings, many will be praying for Help, petitioning the Holy God of All, so, with wisdom in mind, you don’t need to fill the head with violent images, neither do children, amen.

Who Am I

The questions in the hearts of many, what is my life, who am I, why do I exist, what is my purpose. Seated in a cafe, outside of course, no borders exist, we all breathe the same air, enjoy the same sun, she twiddles her thumbs, she has come a long way, crossed many borders, had adventures you want to forget, had to sell herself, we all need to be fed, and a hungry child doesn’t ask where the dinner came from, the little eyes look up at you, for me they ask.

The time of the arrival of Christmas, a festival of praise, our way of giving thanks to God. She looks at the men and women passing by, their arms holding bags, it reminds her of the time, when all her possessions could be held in them, apart from the child she held to her heart. Who Am I, she keeps on asking.

An older man passes by, catches her eye, and smiles at her. Her fears are put at ease, he is not one who will betray me, she can see it. Who Am I.

Refugees, immigrants, women seeking shelters, children seeking example, Solomon was reminding himself of past times, the race to buy the last gift, wondering what they might think of him, did he spend enough. Years later, he sits with two codgers, he having escaped death in this life by divine intent, no longer worried what others thought of Him, think about it, the One who made life real for us all. Who Am I, a child of God he said as he passed her by.

Living in Fear

She never forgot, the feeling of life leaving her, his bulging eyes, his hands around her neck, the joy in his expression, pure evil, I am about to die, so she thought all those years ago. Her mobile phone distracted him, and in a second, she managed to stab him with a screw driver, he got ten years for attempted man slaughter, she survived.

All these years later, his time is up, she is afraid, he swore to murder her and her children, she had no reason to doubt him, she nearly died once already. Living in the fear, wondering, why is he looking at me, is he one of his friends. He said their network stretched all over the world, she is rightly afraid. Solomon sighed; there are those living in such ways, always watchful, worried, fearful. No one trusts government, and who can’t be bought, even the church uses paid spies.

The book of revelations, the message to the world, get your house in order, the book of Esdras, Daniel, and other scripture, teaches us of the horrors that will accompany judgement. liberation for those of God, permanent hell for those on the other side. Living in fear everyday, without respite, and since Jesus performed many miracles, there is no doubt in his words, they are all life giving.

As Spoken all those years ago, don’t fear those who can kill the body, they can’t kill your soul, only God can achieve that. The words were spoken, to focus us on strengthening the Spirit, amen. And put a smile on your face, God is real, not imaginary, and there is no stronger force in existence.

Human Loving

We all gripe, complain, spit, we all have an opinion, we all carry hurt, it could be something simple, body image, could be complex, orchestrated harms, apartheid, the color of your skin, there is much that can be complained of, but Human Loving continues, The Spirit inside strives. Solomon was on his way, admiring the light, the indicators good, Heaven’s friends were smiling, hearts were firing. The Sun is out, our attitude is positive.

I don’t believe in them she said, they only want to control women, what are they all afraid of she said to him, an elderly person. It wasn’t a complaint, it was a sort of fact, this organised abuse of the role of women, not the role of Mothers, just the attitude towards women. Imagine, 2,000 years since Jesus, who was readily happy in the company of the female of the species, and as noted by the scholars of that time, he wasn’t known to complain of women, mostly complained about his own band of followers, men.

Solomon had been in the company of Holy Spirit, and the Spirit….

lived in Him, and many great things happened, healing: Spirit rises, your health improves, Spirit rises, you need less of the material, Spirit rises, less wars, more  peace. Basic stuff, yet the church authorities were forever spying, just as the Pharisee’s did, all those years before. perhaps, the old lady was 100% right, they love being in control, amen.

INN Keeping with the Spirit…

 

She pulls her bag, the shoppers pass by, she is not covered in smiles, quite the opposite. She wants to get home, she is safe there. Just feeling safe, there is a lot for her to worry about, her friends have gone their ways, she rarely hears from them, booze and anxiety causes separation, its’ a busy world. God will help me, she prays a lot, Her Faith is based on her deeds; she has given a lot and not asked for much in return. Her bag clinks, it’s a lonely time, she wants her time out, the past can be hard to bare. She toiled with the oppressed, gave more than most, now her Spirit weeps, she is in need of a revival.

Inn Keeping with the Spirit, sighed Solomon, and difficulty with the birth, the lack of space, the need to find a shelter, for the young life inside her to survive, or for the Spirit inside her to revive. Many stories are told, the beautiful Jesus, the wealthy visitors with the gifts for the new King, the threat against the new Spirit. There are many ways to interpret Christmas, but in keeping with the Spirit, finding a suitable space for the Spirit to revive, could be the answer to all our problems, just as the story suggests, amen.

A tribute to a long passed friend, who was there for many, but fell foul of the demons, be blessed, amen.