Spirit Raising

The yeast in the mixture, the smile on your face, could it be that easy you ask. The glance across the office, that says it’s okay, we got over it, you can approach me and ask, the fear that is dismissed with eye contact, what’s the worry, the sincere expression that cannot be faked, when it’s real its’ real. the role of every life, Spirit raising, assumes that there is somebody more important that yourself in the room. The child comes home, the shoulders are shrunk, the child is worried, the mother knows immediately, what’s wrong she says, the child is not afraid, he slowly tells the story, in a minute he is feeling all right.

Imagine, Solomon sighed, it was a hard emotion, the small friend who can’t explain it, the fear that his phone hides, the worries of the bigger ones, the fear that is trapped and can’t get out. Solomon was sending the reminder to himself, those who were left behind while those who built themselves kingdoms thought it was all right. the toe rag mentality was a mind set of those of arrogant disposition, he had encountered them regularly, so he warned them about the Spirit, well, it was possibly the best news possible since the days of old, God is real, I have seen the Spirit, watch this space, amen.

Solomon smiled, it was passing on the Spirit, it was just an every day thing, no idols, amen.

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The Children of the Void

Empty feeling, they ask for help, while the celebrities play around, the children of the void, waiting for their hearts to fill, many crying in their sleep, expecting to be heard. The lord almighty hears them, the sorrow it fills him with, can they not fill the void. They chase what is material and ignore what is eternal. The Child worries but is too worried, the void, where is the unconditional love you promised me. Boats and expensive houses, pride and glamour dress’s ,do you think think this is going to go on forever, while my children’s needs are left unfulfilled, Solomon was reminding himself, the leaders of this day were going to be harshly judged. It wasn’t that the environment wasn’t an issue, but to ignore the basic needs of the little ones, that was harm on top of harm. Booze filled, vanity driven, worried about the neighbors, do they think i don’t notice such things.

Solomon sat with a friend in a bar, the weather was threatening, they all predicted rain, what else was there to think of, one day they would grow up and develop what is eternal he hoped. Another Guinness sighed Solomon, one day he thought, they would recognize the God Eternal, he hoped it would be soon. There were so many children waiting for the voids in their lives to fill. An arrangement of demons waiting to step in, adding hurt to a growing harm. They have pills for every occasion, and there is no shortage of funds for every form of excess, do they assume they can get away with this. As for the rain, he looked at the sky and said to his companion, rain, where is your faith, amen. The evening was clear, and air light, the power of the Spirit within. Days like this they read about in the ancient scriptures, and when it happens in front of them, they are all blind and deaf, a case of the scriptures coming through again.

Endurance and Love

 

Start at the end, she lies on the bed, holds a memory of him in her hands, a chain. each time she touches it she feels his strength. To this day she mourns for him, it was the heart she admired, it was her spirit he cherished. Solomon was remarking on the strength of love, and what it could achieve. The times they had endured; he was walking through the remnants of the human graveyard, once a city, it was now a memorial. He saw the thin figures scattered about, he had the photo’s on the wall to remind him, this actually happened; the gas chambers, the false teeth, the bones, the crematoriums. What proof did you need; what he saw devastated the human heart, a reminder what it could do, when it all went wrong.

The number is a tattoo on her arm, her memory, their memory. It was a difficult time, but their love endured; fifty years later he still makes her smiles; She tells her visitors; he always shared his ration with me, but he was a man when he died a young boy, amen.

There are those Dear Father in Heaven, of extreme views, trying in work their way into he thoughts and minds of all who are good, trying to sell them fear, pass on all that is wrong. remind them

for ever more, that their schemes will only fall on those that attempt to harm and no one else, amen.

The Constant Complainer

News, bad, something to complain about, something to hide behind, as you research and fill your head, darn, does that sound right, and that over there, did you see that, and did you see that, the short dress, what a disaster, what are we going to do, everything is a mess, but did you see the new I phone, no but i hear there is a new distraction, just fill the head, cram the thought process, what is the word, framing, set the brain up, the head fills up, add a few problems, add some gloom, after a while, what was that you were thinking, the words that came out of your mouth, a forgotten experience, while you try to decipher what you meant, does that sound okay, it’s okay, they are smiling, haven’t lost it, they are still talking to me. The constant push, the effort to dampen all wise thought, create guilt, why not go for a drink, go shopping, it’ll take your mind off it, then compare it to the all knowing God, imagine the stress on love, imagine it, as Jesus says, God is in all of you, great, with so much stuff going on, how is it possible make space, how easy it is to lose it all. And they say God does not listen, it’s simply a question that we can’t find him, nothing could be simpler.

The gloom merchants, give them money, steal their money, do whatever, just focus there attention on all that is wrong, push the agenda, you will eventually wear them all out. And when they are tired, you will be able to fish them. Wasn’t Jesus tempted in the desert after many days without, thirsty, tired, lonely, who would have been able to withstand it, and give in to the world rather than the future to come. Solomon asked wisdom for help regularly, and when he did, the answers just flowed, when he was distracted easily, it was easy to be all over the place. The struggle as they call it, is simply this; are you going to let the earthly treasures suck you up, or are you going to rise the loving spirit, the choice, amen. It’s easier to listen to the constant complainers, the arguments they use, so cohesive, he said that, she has a reputation, we ought to listen, they have clout, amen.

Well, now that the light of heaven has arrived, i think life will be much sweeter, as the evil minded are turned into babbling fools, and the old networks are removed, the way asbestos is removed from the world, safely.  When the righteous hearts agree, amazing things happen, when the heart of God is moved, nothing is impossible. It is that simple. amen.

Bad ideas!

real bad, that’s not bad enough, they messed with the tramp, they were trying to bait him, they were children, they were socially mute, bad ideas were what they got their thrills on, anything bad, harm, distress, how could it be made more difficult, it was the same with demons, harm, till they win you over.

Solomon read a story of old, it was a reminder, how easy it was for bad ideas to form in the mind, he sighed. They ought to have worked on how to avoid putting them there, the triggers as they say, the reminders. He often thought it unwise, when he heard it said in church, the chastity of the saints, what did they know about it, really, wasn’t it supposed to be a way to unburdening the seekers rather than wear them down with all sorts of pious terms. It was rotund of you he said, talking about hunger living without it, understanding, do you burden your children with expectations before they can stand!

The Little Man

It’s my day, he wakes with a rush, lies in his cot, just wonders, the little tot. It’s going to be great, he knows the routine, he’s going to get a choice, he already knows it, and he just smiles from the heart, then the door opens, and there his mother stands, arms open, her eyes wide with wonder, his eyes fling wide, pick me up look in his eyes. She laughs, come on you, she carries him to the kitchen, puts the child, in his seat, puts the kettle on. The worry is over, the demon is gone. She’s found the help she needed, made the step, went across to the other side, met others who were afraid like her, and since that day, her life has been a turnaround. The escape plan of the emotional kind, is now time she can save to spend with her child, the little man. he’s seen what not ought to have been witnessed by a child, but she has forgiven herself, and her little man feels it too. The dark energy is gone, remain in the zone, and don’t go back. It’s her mantra. Every time she looks at him, all she feels is love, it used to be despair, for what she put her child through, those demons she met along the way.

Solomon was reading a story, how addiction is overcome, and the results, the new heart, that resulted. We all win when those in need get the help. Why didn’t they get to rehab sooner retorts the noisy neighbor, why do we get into trouble sighed Solomon. Maybe to remind us, that we are never alone. Solomon encountered Holy Spirit, and each time he asked for the help, it just arrived, and he didn’t have to imagine it. Amen

The Reality of Potential

There is a power inside you, gifted children know this, the Power of Eternal Life, amen. Unburden yourself of this world, it was said many years before, Solomon was reminding himself, words created the world, words will bring the great change. The ancient world is littered with the same story, the trial the tribulation and the recovery, the Prophet who comes after the flood, and the effort to create a civil world. It was a case of the world we have come to accept, and all the injustices, and the role of a certain group, and the way so many lives end up controlled. As an old friend said, the only time she finds peace is while in the graveyard, among the resting souls. Why this is so, the continuous conflict that goes on, and the way so much of the world became a political game, vying for your attention, your money, and your soul.

Solomon had a dream, a child trapped in another world, her Spirit struggling to free itself. It could have been an unhappy marriage, a caste world, a closed community, any place where truth and freedom was denied. It was so clear it had to be real, Spirit Love was trapped. We’ll look after you if you join us, promise of most power groups, we’ll help you, if… There was no if’s to divine love, and those who made support conditional, were just usurping the Spirit within many. Having encountered the Holy Spirit, like Love, it was not a condition that he join any one group, just responsible. So he prayed, and the affirmations came, and many wondered.

She is in school with her friends, daisy is young, has a friend Mary, best friends. They share their thoughts, Daisy lives in a closed world, she wishes she could be normal like Mary, but the community wont allow it. So much potential is lost, and all the while they claim of believe in the way of Jesus.