Blue Moses, How Children Learn

 

Fifteen, sixteen whatever age, whatever the reason, we plan for it, but seemingly do nothing about it, repeated year after year, stress among children soar, nobody seems to notice, just calls for volunteers, as if the situation is expected to worsen, planning, any wisdom there, it does not appear so. Children more vulnerable to adult vices that ever before, copying what they see, ever seen a small one learn, how fast they cotton on, we all have, and what do we say, that’s a smart child, they are all smart, they don’t all learn at the same speed. As with wine, some get better as they get older, most in fact, provided they start right.  Now we have explanations for the child and the role of the adult and society etc etc, and the rights of children, etc etc.. and hosts of other things, etc etc, all relating to the rearing and well being of the child. A child just wants to be esteemed and loved, with a little encouragement they’ll work things out.

The changing world, active help from above, reform pleads Moses. Solomon was imagining what Moses would make of modernism, it didn’t need much imagination to work it out, reform or else.

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Park The Ego, you might learn something.

She enters the room, he is lying in bed, its’ time to change the nappy again. Move she says, her voice is gentle, she has come half way across the world to make a living. He made his wealth exploiting her people, now he is dependent on her, move a little left. She looks at the mess, her nostrils constrict, she has done it before, but it still smells like shit. She dumps the used nappy in the thrash, move she says, how did I get into this mess, she is giving me orders; I used to own the damn country. She leaves him, he has all the time to think, there is not much he can do, he has to suck it up. The stuff you wished you done; and I exploited her people, moved the factory to the low paying people, the profit was great, now, the epiphany is too late, but he has eternity to remind himself. Choices, worse that that, he is getting reminders of the life to come. How did i miss it, he used to think he was wise, a clever man, instead, he has a devoted mother cleaning him each day; He should think himself lucky, at least she has no intention of exploiting him, amen.

Solomon encountered the Great Spirit, and much more, there is loads to look forward to, amen.

He has an additional memory, damn it, I polluted the environment too!

Ministry of Sounds

 

Can’t sound it, sound, action to her, affects inner harmony, will I get up, she glances at her I-phone. To others it seems extravagant, to her a diagnostic tool, she’s a locum. Irritating, will I.  Her shift starts in, she dips her eyes on the phone, she is precise, a trainee surgeon, doing the steps. Her fingers are long and graceful. Where they have been; last evening, inside the chest of an elderly man, noise disappears, music again, continues reading. She lives in a three room, ignoring the bathroom; everyone has one of those, as vital as a healthy rectum.

 

The Hit List

God Most High pours over the petitions and prayers made in the name of Lord Jesus, those that are accompanied by righteous souls, are given priority. Peter stands quietly beside him; he’s never seen so many requests that made it to the Boss’s table. Pass me the wine he orders, Peter does as he is told. God sips a little of his favourite creation, then sips again, wondering, how best to unravel the mess, while protecting the good.

 

“have you got the names there Peter, those that sold out love, not the entire list, just the ones pertaining to the advertising industry first, they duelled with me for too long, assumed I didn’t exist, assumed I’m never react, even concocted stories about me, can you believe it” sighs God

 

Ten names are selected, less than one per cent, they are to have their lives turned upside down in a matter of days. God puts his seal opposite each of their names; all of them close associates of the evil one. He writes out a coded message, passes it to peter. Send it down, and if anyone of them tries to petition me or whatever, I’ll never be home, is that clear

 

Solomon sighed, what was it like with Moses in the desert!

Being There

 

Edge of Heaven, ecstasy to some, within touching distance, moisture

On a glass, a breath you take, could be a smile, eyes of love, heart jumps

Suddenly, lips meet, suddenly its bliss, lasts all night, then it’s gone,

Dreaming is over, back to work again,   but you’ve been filled, the

Strength is within, heart is content, no longer chasing, amen.

The day you realize that what was written thousands of years ago, has more relevance today, you begin to get a picture of the wisdom that is woven into everyday events. Too much sugar, leads to ill health, too much sun leads to drought, too little giving creates a closed heart, the occasional struggle, the means to develop character. In a world where everyone wants their hearts desire, think how unrealistic it is, without a little effort or pain.

Solomon was reflecting on the weekend. There were those seeking peaceful outcomes, closed societies trying to reform, and then there were the demons waiting in the long grass, awaiting the opportunity to unbalance it all. So he prayed, enable the peace makers, amen.

If you want to get to know someone, you usually read what was written about them. Solomon could not stress it often enough; there is great wisdom in the old scriptures, and the answer to all our problems, all of them, are written for us to unearth, amen. Not word by word, but by reading it as if it was poetry, with an open heart, not a closed mind, as many encourage us to think.

Love solves all problems and is the answer to every prayer.. this is a re blog, but it is so true.

via Love cures people,

Need Love?

The parents are in shock, it’s not how they planned it, they both healthy, however their child, is born with a few problems, it’s going to require them give extra care, do a bit more, a little more love. Well, sighed Solomon, if they wanted a reason to love that bit extra, they found it. God acts in mysterious ways; it makes miracles all the more important, the power, there for all to see, amen.

She wanted the perfect marriage; a man with a good job, a lifestyle she could get her teeth into, and not the struggles of her parents, they were always short of cash, and fear. Hours spent shopping rather than worrying, she recalls her mothers hand me down clothes, the shame she felt in school, how awkward is that.

The Spirit of God is inside all of you, you just have to create the space, or more importantly, you don’t need to clog it with rubbish, the heart is your safe haven, mind he says. In the emotionally charged environment, the teachers work hard; they are on a vocation, success to them, the success of the students; the other stuff is the other stuff.

There were many who carried the bruises of a difficult rearing; alcohol abuse, bad parenting, a tough neighborhood, lack of opportunity, parents away working too much, while tender hearts waited for them, only to be over dosed, and left alone for awhile more. The perfect image on the TV, was not their world, wasn’t close. Poverty does not sell,  amen.

Yet, out of the outcomes of life’s struggles, comes the stuff you have inside you, often buried so deep, it never reaches the surface. Wisdom sighed Solomon, who had to deal with struggles of his own too, amen.