Give it Up

The car needs a service, he prefers to walk, she is worried about her weight, he says exercise will sort it out, she prefers the Gym, the choices. The amount of time we spend on stuff that we will soon forget. He had a dream, there was all the stuff you could possibly want, and the other end of the spectrum, a new car, low wheels, open top, warm weather, he is walking to the shop recalling the dream, spots the sign offering cheap car insurance, then he thought, if he had what the dream said, he wouldn’t be thinking that, rather, the garage, would it be big enough for the collection, or would he need a group policy, they probably do it cheaper for celebrities, the stuff that fills the head, red or blue, another detail he would have to  mull over. The ideas that we fill our heads with. Solomon recalled the parable of old, it’s your heart that matters most, even if you need a top up every so often. Easy to see the conflict though, between the Spirit and the material, the daily existence, amen.

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Preaching Man

Has them in the palm of his hands, his face scans the audience, senses the wonder, must choose his words carefully, wants to frighten them not embalm them. Power, what a thrill, they listen to the words, you mention the name Jesus, it’s almost a magnet, his words still stick 2,000 odd years later, Meanwhile the Preacher, he views his meal ticket before him, they come to him for advice, it’s beyond comprehension, they listen to me, he finishes the sermon with some fear filling words, fear only God he says. The adrenaline levels are up, he feels it the way a drug addict does. In the audience a real Prophet is listening, why do they have to use fear all the time, preaching man, it is so much simpler.  The Spirit rises on the basis of good deeds, and the Holy Spirit lives inside you, you just need space and an honest heart. The Preaching man has none of that, too addicted to control.

Solomon sighed, too much syrup in the diet turns you into a diabetic, you need to hear the truth, same as the words have to be from the Heart. Solomon wondered, why some made complex what is so simple to understand, amen.

Demons and Angels

In a dream, the faces are clear, children transform into demons, preachers act the part, they rise the crowd, there are many who want to believe, the runaway bus, the church under repair, the driver gets out, wants to be saved,  the man with Spirit, the words of the preacher, so many want to believe, they know the name, they ask for a story, he is shocked and amazed, he can see the faces. they all want to help with the repairs. How is this possible, in dreams, faces he has never seen, it’s a warning and an assault on all that he knows, those that mislead and those that want to be lead, the sheep seeking the shepherd, the shepherd turning into a wolf. Solomon sighed, he did encourage the words of Jesus, and there were those who didn’t want to imagine; this world is not the end of the drive, it’s a turn around the road, from being out of control, your suddenly in the driving seat, responsible for your life, and you have to account for it, there is no escape from it, the uncomfortable truth, the truth of eternity, the everlasting gift, amen. Stacking all the cash, gloating over the control you think you exercise over others, the sly grins, the stuff you got away with, it’s all nonsense, you have to account for every yard. Solomon say the Spirit, the one that answers to the Heavenly power, just done, it’s real.

Those misleading those who believe, were going to get the ultimate warning. Amen

 

Great Changes

Waterloo, 204 years ago today, the smoke covers the field, the grass blood soaked, the revolution halted, a pause in the change, no tyrants please, we prefer Spirit, of the heavenly type. Old writer of that time, it was the weather he said, the gun carriages could not move fast enough in the mud, the battle had to be put back a few hours, then the great rescue, on account of all the seemingly unconnected events,  and as the old writer said, waterloo itself was no part of the battle, it was where the report was written about the battle. The battle was lost but the victory was with the loosing side, the end of the feudal systems, that had dominated life, the formation of the EU one mind

, and even today the fight continues, as there are those who want that model of community to fail, in order to allow countries to become havens to the will of devious men. Together, you can’t fail.

Solomon spent thoughts on the many interventions, the unseen events, that transformed, loss into victory, the D Day weather changes, the earthquake after the Death of Jesus on the cross, it is the power of Spirit. Focus on the world above, the light comes from Heaven, the Spirit that connects with it, it’s inside you. How many women died on account of thinking that, and how we recall them, today their Spirit lives. So hear we are, the planet faces a battle, can we curb the instinct to consumme and give the earth breathing space. Solomon sighed, if there was divine intervention before there will be again. Waterloo looked like a disaster for the loser, same as Donald Trump was deemed a disaster for climate change, well, perhaps it’s just one way to draw all our attentions to the most pressing issue of the day, our living environents, social and physical, amen.

 

Young and Free

Child plays with her mother, eats from a biscuit, her eyes wander, filling the head, Solomon looks at his cigarette, puts it out of sight, what habits do I want to encourage, He recalls the movies he has seen as a child, the cigarette moments, the way the smoke lifts from the lips of the seductress, so persuasive, hypnotising when your a mere child. The young girl looks at the Mother, the mother smiles, the little girl wanders a little further, knows her mother is watching, she will be okay, young and free. Imagine it, Solomon had, no one living was perfect, but imagine it, the old days, those in charge of the Spiritual teaching, making it difficult for those who wanted to believe, coming up with complex rules, Jesus is watching this, he wonders are they for real, inside he sighs, this is simple, don’t harbour harm, be gentle, show compassion, and when you do love, be for real.  Solomon watched the playful child, doing what a child does best, being playful, no fears. In a very short time, those little eyes would have to deal with the elephant in the room, the interest everyone shows in the modern day cigarette, the mobile phone. The signs were coming fast, and miracles are happening, times like these that they dreamed of over a thousand years ago, happening today for real. Young and free, amen, listen.

Space Wars

Movie titles, credit lists, the long list of names that took part in the production, it wasn’t a one man game, collective, the world, same as all those species fighting to hang on, each bit playing a part in the life of another, some might call it space wars. Solomon sighed, the world was addicted to the image driven world, where outside beauty mattered over everything else, which of course can be easily manipulated, and has. Jesus reminds us, it’s your heart where all your beauty is stored, and so we have idols who try to grab our attention, and those you try to open our hearts, in the hope that we can see, it’s a real space war. Solomon sighed, it’s not hard to work out what matters when your old and wrinkly and lying on the bed, your hair is grey, perhaps falling out, your teeth no longer bleach, and your ability to do the basic toiletries, to say the least, a bit inhibited. Boy, don’t you wish your heart was full of good deeds to reflect on, rather than the state of your decaying body, what the difference a smile makes, amen. Can you imagine the God of Jesus residing inside a rubbish dump of a life, with a big smile on His Face.

Eternity

The world is beautiful, people can be ugly, that’s all, the less of the Spirit the more difficult it becomes, the more harm the more cynical we become, the bigger the hole the easier it is to fill, the small pal the light the smile the gentleness, melting hearts and second glances the nurture, the expectations inside the Spirit rises, the neighb

urhood demons the hurt of others, the constant pressure holding out waiting, the disappointment the first slap the hurt, patience what was I doing so wrong, that TV and what is was showing me, it was just a case of imitation, the big fear the other voice the worry, the threat of violence and the tension on the heart, the struggle to be yourself and strong, the emotional hurt the feeling of being undeserving, the assault on the spirit the physical threat, the watchful eyes of God’s angels worrying, what have they allowed to go on, this Spirit is from the talent pool, it does not go unnoticed, and if they put a price on it or help for it, there is going to be no special enquiry, Solomon wondered what the blazes they thought they would get away with, it did not impress him one iota, beyond comprehension they better have excuses ready, dampening the Spirit at a time such as this, who were they getting instructions from, demons.

The child becomes a worried boy, the fiery spirit becomes wayward, stubborn, how did he end up like this, he is encouraged by angels who arrive in town, there is a call going out, you better mind the children all of them, there are sudden changes and great wonders, a form of panic sets in good choices are made regularly, the Spirit of God is pouring out, the words of Jesus fill the hearts an awareness, the changes are constant as the spirit continues to rise, Solomon sighed, he only had to write it a thousand times, amen.