Sea Rescue

Hold on, don’t loose your faith, help will come. How those who struggle to survive hold it together, the stress each day, the hours of labor that bear so little fruit. From afar we read these stories, some of us wonder, some of us pray, some do something extra, the needs of others push us to extra lengths that we would not ever dare to tread. Struggles, the mother sighs, she is brow beaten, her little daughter looks on, knows her mother struggles, vows to do all she can do assist as she gets older, doing housework is all she can muster now, it’s her Mother after all. She watches while those without care pass by all day, the dress, the confident eyes, how they look down on her, it’s all stored inside. We need inspiration to hold on.

The news that two young women survived a trauma that was dangerous to say the least was uplifting for many who heard the news, and it was of course fishermen who came to the rescue at the death. Solomon sighed, there are those who are under the stress of the virus, and the warnings, while those who have had the means, just read about it. Nothing knew here, the gap between the least and the most is a ravine few will ever fill in, and those with that we call real power, will read reports from experts, and act on them, those who have a bit of a conscience will, hopefully more will recognize the signs. In this time of great trauma, there is the Spirit of God, it’s pouring out across the world, hang on, put your faith in the fisherman.

Solomon encountered the Spirit that brings great gifts, heaven sent, but as with all gifts, it requires a little sharing. when you have real proof of divine intervention, there is no human force that can ever overcome it, read the pro

phets, amen.

Horror Stories and Us….

Living the nightmare, clutching the cushion before you, hoping that the Hero see’s the danger before it gets him, or hoping that the demon catches the girl and devours her, there are many ways of looking at a scene, a story, even your imagination. Every set of eyes see’s it different, they all have a memory, we are the sum of our experiences basically. You are young, you are rooting for the good person, your emotions are invested, besides, you are a child, those you nurture and feel most for, are those around you, and you want no harm to come to them, it hurts when they suffer.

Solomon recalled the journeys of old, how things happened, what being a child was like, before the advent of technology into the heart of so many lives. You didn’t have to text your pal to say this is boring, you didn’t have to tell your pal that everything was wrong, in a nutshell, you didn’t have the time to complain, you lived in the now, today was the day. You are going on holidays, you know your going, you don’t have doubts, there is a place, there is a road, you have been there before, and you know how to get there, it’s rather simple. The sandy beach, the caravan park, the others you will meet, the swim in the sea, and the guarantee of sunshine and good times, that’s the thought, you are going on holidays. You are not worried about the cost, what does it matter, you are not worried about the food, you haven’t starved yet, basically, you don’t worry at all, cause it always works out. For the same reason, you want the Hero to catch the bad man, and not the other way around.  Does this sound too simple, well, it used to be the way it was for a great many people.

Today we live with the uncertainty of not knowing, insecurity is mainstream, what we thought was for ever, doesn’t seem so, leaders are going strange, and the use of twenty word tweets and posts, can make the global news in a matter of seconds, as if we need to know, how so and so is thinking. Lets hope we don’t lose our minds with all the worry out there, that is the real horror story.

Solomon encountered the Spirit, heavenly assistance, magical rescues as if it’s the norm. It is, it was, and it will be again, for anyone who puts the eternal truth into their heads; God exists, and in these trying times, this is one truth you can rely upon, amen. There is no horror story when divine intervention is your friend.

Who Do You Recall…..

What dents the heart, who is that wakes you up, what is it that reminds, Solomon was reflecting; the fast life, goes by in a whir, like speeding down the motor way, it’s a blur, you see nothing but think your going places, all you have in mind, the journeys end, not the wave of experiences, it’s so easy to forget life, or what you are supposed to be. He read the story of the carbon footprint, the legacy of your life in pollution terms, what a concept, how about turning the argument around, the impact you made in other lives, much more soothing, and thought provoking, the report that gets you a pass where it counts, not a long list of the negatives.

She is a busy modern woman, has success on a plate, lets the children out, to be reared by others, same as many stuffed to the gills with success on their mind. Years later,she has a distant relationship with them, and wonders why. Solomon was in the temple, had thoughts of old friends on his mind. It wasn’t bad, there were great moments, he had a few he held tight to, and then he thought of the little pal, the child who saved the world, well, the boy assisted him, and humbled him with raw honesty, made more of an impact than most, had a working heart. Then he recalled the cynics, the leave it to others brigade, he could hardly remember anything about them, seriously. So there he was praying for them all, he hoped the cold hearted woke up, before it was too late. Those who love won all the awards in his book.

Compassion and The New World

Solomon reflected, many were at the same, seeking clarity and direction, there was much to be confused about, where do I fit in this new world, will my job be safe, how will my relationship fare, can I get by with less cash, seeking, Solomon was doing his own version of closet, what matters in the end, what is it about you that you can take with you, how can I be a useful servant in this world. What are my priorities. The virus taught one great lesson, patience can’t be bought, you have to practice it, and the same goes for those who want a relationship with God, you have to work at it. And the language of God is compassion for others, a healthy attitude to the environment, less exploitation of people, and good relations with your neighbors, otherwise, you are not at the races. Imagine you are sitting opposite the Holy Spirit, and you want to converse, what comes to mind, the deeds you hide, or the love you want to share.

Seeking Perfection

She has shoes with holes, it’s raining, the toes squelch, she can hear the noise, she walks even slower, she is embarrassed, doesn’t want her friends to know. A dry table, a place to sit, a cup of tea or coffee, a few minutes to sip,

to rest, to feel normal, is like seeking perfection. Her home is now a dorm, her needs are met, you could call her lucky, her doctor tells her she is all right. A little mental instability, it spiraled, she lost control in a rage, picked up a bottle, lost her home, an apartment, when they sent her to jail. Lucky girl, it was one of those modern facilities; a case of a little business, when the Government farmed out the prison service, how you farm out care, is one of those mysteries, in a world seeking perfection. $$$$

Solomon read the old story tellers lament; the lack of literacy, and the inherent problems that it causes, and how its’ revealed in the prison population. No one cares said the old sage, it’s been like this for ages and gets worse as time lengthens. So many worry about the perfect smile, are the teeth straight, how can I get my lips to pout, do you think it would be better with highlights, the hair, do I really need a second face lift; choices.

It’s how you spend your time; seeking perfection, its’ the eye of the worrier, amen.

2020 What will you do different?

Two old Spirits, they hover around a table, invisible to those dining outside. They hear the conversations going, they are listening to the reality of peoples lives, trying to decide on what direction the planet is going; they are after all connected to the Eternal being. How do change things without upsetting anybody, it’s the crunch question. The abyss moment has been by passed, there is another opportunity for the human race, the demon Spirit has lost its hold on many lives, the internal changes are heading in the right direction , for the first time in a century. Our two old Spirits have been roaming the world; they are looking for the preferred model upon which to base the regeneration of the race; it’s the moment of the eternal bounty.

Balance, says the younger of the two spirits, balance. The older Spirit moves over to a table, a young child is playing with the salt and pepper, while the Mother reads the daily paper, not too fussed. The child is making a little bit of a mess, nothing that a single wipe of a tissue can’t fix, no trouble. The elder Spirit smiles, is back with his co spirit.

You were saying, balance, wasn’t that it.

The younger Spirit sighs, you always say that, why is that?

What!

You pretend you don’t hear then you repeat the question, that’s so infuriating!

Sorry, old teacher habit, I told that years ago, you never listen.

We’ve been arguing like this for centuries, where did that get us?

Can’t you focus anymore says the elder Spirit?

There is so much hyper activity going on.

There is always a lot of brain wave activity going on, it’s the human pulse at work. Unknown to the human race, the energy that is created has to go somewhere, it’s the same as your sex drive, it’s all about energy.

So what would you change asks the Younger Spirit, back in the zone….

Don’t you think they have over done the me thing this last fifty years, you know, it’s all about me stuff, when that gets into your head, it’s hard to realize the compassion you need, to read the signs calmly, this over dramatization is doing the heads in.

I’m 100% with you on that one!

Tyrants Anonymous

You can’t be serious, you actually want to send me there, don’t you have any idea who I will meet, there will even be worse than me, and you know what that means. The Judge reaches over the bench. the tyrant won’t shut up, he signals to the clerk, will you gag this man, he thinks he can act the bully all his life and get away with it. The guard nods, a jar of sealing wax in his hand.

Close your mouth Sir, the tyrant obeys, mystified by the Holy Order, he is powerless to resist the will of Heaven, his time is up.

Sounds funny, women at home, terrified, countries in slave status, networks trying to control entire worlds, white collar crime behind walls of steel, and the list goes on. Solomon wondered what Solomon would have done 3,000 years before, if he had to decide on what to do will all the tyrants of the world. So many self help groups only added to confusion, the situation getting worse, the children stressed, so many mothers calling out, what do you do he wondered. Ask wisdom he sighed, she will come up with the answer. in the workforce, schools, everywhere you looked, bullying, how do we sort this one out he sighed. You have to love wisdom, amen.

Priorities

A warehouse full of unused munitions, no war on the Horizon, what are we going to do with all this stuff. The General looks at the huge collection of weapons, what do they cost, commissions, he had a few contacts, today he is not so sure. There are signs of Heavenly interventions; attempts to build division between nations, have all collapsed, he wonders what will be the cost; he calls himself a believer, many of his friends too.

The board meeting is about the unused resources, the stock is piling up. Any suggestions says the newest member of the board; a war would be useful states a voice, there is a chuckle in the room, a side comment is heard, not that again says the CEO, you didn’t complain when we deposited $20 million in your off shore account. Me says the voice.

If Country A falls out with Country B, then C will get involved, meanwhile we can get that movement going, which will increase tensions, and with that other nut job, it’s only a matter of time, before it all blows up, problem solved. Great Strategy Chief, all the heads nod. So we need to start a war to get the show moving; Is all in agreement then. They all nod again. Who do we have in foreign policy asks another. Another voice sounds; This is like a Grisham thriller, the CEO laughs, you think this is Grisham, dam peace maker.

Solomon wondered, didn’t they all know, that all the background thinking was food for the Spirit. So they met in secret places, so they tried to bribe all, so they owned governments, they were all on the radar, amen, at a time when the Heavenly Spirit was trawling the world. Solomon wanted to send them the Spirit, a story would do instead, you have to have priorities.

 

Professional Ethics…

Behind every fraud, there is always a professional nearby, what do they teach them in school. Solomon observed a class of school students outside a firm of professional people. It reminded him of Jesus and the day Jesus sent the demon spirits into a herb of pigs, who in a mad rush afterwards, ran to the cliff and threw themselves over, was there

A lesson in it. Is this the fate awaiting those, with higher roles in society, who deny the existence of God, by means of their activities. It certainly gives the parable added meaning.

Walking the street, he stops outside a shop, there is a child screaming, not shouting, but roaring, for no apparent reason. The overall complexion of the company, does not encourage compassion, there is something out of place. Solomon sighed, said a silent prayer, the screaming child stops, goes calm. It reminded him of a night, when Solomon was very young, it was a nightmare of sorts ,a demon faced soul was trying to overcome him, Solomon recalled holding firm, and the demon vanished from the dream, interesting he thought.

Across the world, professional men and women made it possible for the worst of harm to occur on a gigantic scale. In truth, there are some who act like mobs of demons. In the current times, the signs were appearing, the Sun was bursting from the sky, sudden changes in the weather. The experts called it the result of Global warming, what else. Solomon called them, acts of God.

Another Investigation

How many lawyers do you need to carry out one investigation; Well, you need a lawyer to agree what they are going to get paid, another to ensure they get paid, another lawyer in case there is a dispute about fees, another lawyer to oversee that the lawyers are actually acting legally, and lots of coffee machines, so all the lawyers have enough caffeine in them, to keep them awake, Oh, I forgot, you need a lawyer to proof read everything, and a lawyer to set a timetable for the completion of the investigation. Yes, it requires a lot of lawyers to conduct a reasonable investigation, as for the investigation itself, well, lets hope there will be a second investigation in order to prove that the first investigation was conducted correctly, we don’t want to have any doubts, do we.

Solomon sighed, Jesus said it simple all those years ago; The Kingdom of God is inside you, it’s a question of creating the space, no lawyers required to explain that.