The button on the machine is depressed, a message is sent across the world, your response to an appeal, a conscience effort to lend a hand, the lifting of a spirit, the guidance of a friend. The world is border less when it comes to friends, same can be said as regards to love, the same Spirit exists that has existed for all those years. It was and is the promise of Jesus, God is in you, yes, God is in you, and it’s why the body of Christ is made up of all those combined spirits, it’s not about one, it’s about becoming one with love, border less. and when that happens, miracles and blessings become a flow, in response to that effort to love. Solomon was reading the news, nurture the spirit, as he did, he saw a bunch of smiling children play effortlessly, no fear no anxiety no stressed glances, no squint eyed gazes, no hard looks, an openness, the heart flowing. The picture he saw, reminded him of what an old writer now deceased had once said. He was a survivor of the death camps, don’t let them steal your spirit and reduce you to nothing. Added together, Great Spirit is all of us. In 2017, if there was one thing we ought to do, it was simply this, make that great spirit stronger. If you do, all of us will live in a safer world, amen.
The trumpet calls, double tower, golden door, Donald. Hillary and her supporters, the world left behind, the race up the golden elevator, will you be so lucky to be selected. The markets worry, haven’t seen anything like this before, a reality TV president, the power of the box in the corner, now in your hands, the remote, the tablet the mobile. Image is so powerful, the message that repeats itself , pressing into your head, the slogans turning over inside you while you sleep. Solomon wondered what all the ego and power stuff was about. The world had changed enormously in a few short years. The Holy Spirit of God had made itself known, great events, miracles, safe plane landings on water, two of them, and hosts of other similar news items. Would any of them vote for God, well, it was a question. There would have to be lots of promises, something God didn’t do, he didn’t need to make a promise, he just did. A choice between eternal life, or death, what do we have to do they ask!, what an ungrateful lot. The brain was smitten with the image of Donald, the slogans stuck, greed was welcomed, and this happened, to great applause, in 2016. Solomon sighed, the image from the sky is real, do they know what they do, amen.
Am I a visitor here looking for way home, everywhere I look, ego and fantasy, the meaning of Babylon I suppose, this is no lament, purely an honest observation, hard drugs available everywhere, large numbers depressed, love even harder to find. I was visited by holy spirit, really, discovered wisdom, and the growing threat of demons, where everyone seeks excuses, someone to blame, other than themselves. Love as Leonard Cohen says is all that will survive us. What has to happen is a new outlook, respect for love not the abuse it.
Solomon was saying it straight, if more and more become lost, all those marvellous ego’s will be worth nought. And I haven’t mentioned Donald trump once.