Big fight, same as the one we all have in life,retaining our souls. The challenger, takes on the champion. Cameras, TV slot, glitz, usually a casino, the big weigh in. Over a certain point, no game, no fight. Pay per view and the participants, ratchet up the tension, there is going to be a fight, and you don’t want to miss it, hey, did you hear what he said, the young boys talk it up, the violence.
The great weigh in, could be compared to the plight of the soul at the end of the journey. The soul has a weight, so does the conscience. Famous Golfer, plays great,hits a spot, the experts say, he has a weight on his mind. How do we ease the load, reduce the weight of your conscience. How do you ease the mind, without seeking medical help.
Jesus has words of advice. The load he gives is light, amen.
The life of a tiny insect, can twist turn roll over fly breath and navigate all at the same time, how is it so light inside, what distractions has it to deal with, apart from the chemical threat. What does the bee have on it’s conscience; the well being of his queen, nothing else occupies his time. Does the bee carry the troubles of the world, does he wake every morning seeking revenge,does he wake angry, amen.
How can the inner Spirit fly,if it’s weighed down by the troubles of the world, even of the heart. What does it mean to having a conscience,for many,it’s avoiding it. What does the arrival of the Spirit from on high, have on the human mind, provided you have space for it, to reside inside you, you got it, lightness of being,amen.
There are those who seek to undermine the wellness of being, creating crisis after crisis, so many in fact, they can think of nothing else. Is there a cure for this, many ask. Seeking the light, in the words of Jesus, that peace is already inside you, amen. Jesus sent a mob of demons into a herd of pigs, there were so many of them. Join the dots, make space for Jesus Christ in your life, and free yourself from the demons, amen.
The dreaded moment, the doctor confirms the diagnosis, a mind eating disease, thoughts hard to express, words difficult to say, the mind alert, but the body refuses to obey. Locked inside, trying to escape, the neurons are not working, the message is not getting across. Jesus had electric power in his hands; energy poured out of him, and he gave it away every day. What drains and fills you in a nutshell. The words of Holy Scripture were available to all for free; you didn’t need hands or eyes, to get involved, you only needed a trusting heart. Feeling vulnerable,your great need, a trusted friend. Where to look was easy to explain, but are you able to trust in God, amen.
Solomon encountered the Spirit, the greatest of all gifts, God is real, are you trusting, amen.
How could it have been allowed, the thoughts, the millions who had their lives taken in the second great war, how do we explain the bloodshed, the loss. What is the lesson. The people devoted to God are rounded up, transported, mentally broken down, freedom, the space they have inside, so little of it, they accept death easily. What is the lesson?.
Spirit breaks down, the body worn down, no outlets for escape, the pain continuous, how do you deal with it all and remain sane. Eternity, is the answer. There is the Kingdom of God, there is the book of the living, there is the book of the dead, there is wisdom and truth in the old writings, it wasn’t arranged to fool anyone. As the prophets said, they will curse you, hate you on account of your belief in the One above. But the reality is, those that make such threats are not of God, so don’t fear death itself, it’s just part of the transformation of the soul, amen.
Hard to make sense, gibberish from Donald and his friends, MAYHEM, the young who had to listen, I’m for greatness he said, the aftermath, mental damage of a kind Hitler would have applauded,I’m for you he said, convincing prayer groups to encourage others, feeling lost, the earth burns, It’s not important, well, when you can get on a jet and fly somewhere, why would you care. Amen.
Seeking examples, seeking inspiration, the mind is fragile, it’s easy to cause fear, how so many were convinced to follow, maybe it’s the celebrity thing, the idol Jesus warned against, and now, what, well….
Where to seek a safe refuge; in the words of Jesus, men women, color not important, status unimportant, your treasure is in your heart, fill it with all that is good, and you will have a reservoir of help inside you, amen. You can’t buy love, well…many have tried, the rubbish so many women have to suffer, to satisfy the ego of man.
The ship is taking in water, it’s a matter of time, the thoughts that go around, all those habits and stuff that you have taken on board, i.e., the mind is the ship, and the cargo is all the rubbish you have accumulated, your ability to be loving is being reduced, you have other things to be anxious about. The trusty heart you have and the treasures you hoped to keep safe in there, is being blocked off, your losing energy, you don’t understand why, and those pills your on, worry more too, how long will you have to keep taking them, in a nutshell, unless you unload that mental cargo of angst and worry, your going into the deep unknown, and the more time you lose, the worse the condition gets. In other words, your drowning spiritually.
In a panic you rush into the place where you keep your good stuff, the ways of coping with life, the stuff you need, the healthy mental habits, that has always been your refuge of safety and trust, cannot be accessed. Too much clutter is in the way, and when you find what you need, your situation has only gotten worse. You want to ring 911, there has to be an emergency service out there, that will help you cope.
He doesn’t like the affect the condition is having on the children, he is pragmatic and cold, not that he is totally heartless, there is still blood in the veins, maybe the covid Jab will improve him, maybe. Addicted to the new social reality,meaning access to all things adult from the touch of a button, he bides his time in front of the TV, while her condition worsens. A thoughtful person, who thinks of himself only, or more correctly, how things affect him personally, he is trying to devise a way of freeing himself from her. He is one of a growing number of narcissistic minded men and women, who are losing empathy, and offending God in the process too, now there, there has to be a solution to this.
The prophet in a dream, is transported into the office of this strange man. He knows,from the address on the envelope he sees’, in the dream, that this individual, is using methods, that would fall foul of anyone decent. It wasn’t an accident the prophet can read the name clearly, and to put it in precise words, God most high understands what is happening. The great awareness, Heaven knows your every deed, your every thought too, there is no sweeping under the carpet, not anymore, the revelations these last ten years, have been of biblical prophecies, meaning, that times written of, many years ago, thousands in fact, is being played out, in this current stretch of time. Those that used to be able to fix things, are having their lives turned upside down. God Most High has heard the call of too many hearts,and action is being demanded, there is no choice. Even the comet that missed the planet earth march last year,came within a hairs breath of pushing the planet off course. Science knows this. Some scientists are laughing out loud, as they have found an unknown source of energy in the solar system, and while some are anxious, others are overjoyed, since the movement of the stars, is one of the great signs of the great return, Jesus again in other words, amen.
Don’t panic, strange events and unstable leaders and confused thinking is the order of day when it comes to the time of the greatest of all returns, The Holy Spirit and more. The prophet put it words to help the people of the day, to rouse them to act, before it was all too late. This is the story of the great awareness, amen.
Neighbors, the lesson of the refugee, fool yourself but you can never fool the Almighty, it’s inside you, same as those refugees tonight, waiting for someone to show mercy to them. If we are sincere, well, if your reputation is all that matters this does not apply to you, caring for others, demands less of the self and more of the we, it’s not important the group your in, many are misled, but your ability to have empathy is something we all need to put work into and fast. The prayers of the oppressed are heard,and with the signs from above, and we all know this, making it a safer journey for the refugee, is important. Jesus lived as a refugee too, and it’s to Him you will have to make your appeal, so if we have a chance to help the oppressed,and they are in every news story today, we can’t claim ignorance anymore, that excuse is done and dusted.
World leaders, living in five course meal and avarice company, listen to the words of old, as Spoken by Jesus Christ. Those in positions of authority, will have to account for themselves, and if Jesus spoke it, well, it’s gospel, amen.
Jesus has very harsh words for those who mislead the people and lead them astray, and while he spoke words such as these when speaking of the pharisee’s, he included those in positions of authority, as the Children of the Father, and their eventual inheritance was being endangered, as was the harvest itself, the return of the Spirit to the Father.
So, the issue has to be addressed, and it’s not for under the carpet anymore. The attempt to hide atrocities does not work either,as revelations have shown, so what are we going to do about this, how can we improve the focus, on our caring ways, that actually achieve and are not more spin stories, that is dead too, as social media has shown. Do we need a move away from nationalism to a more generous mind set. If there are those who want to be extreme when it comes to their borders,remember this, the owner of the vineyard thinks different, amen.
A more thoughtful attitude, might be helpful in so many ways, amen. The pictures in this blog, were the result of a prayer for assistance from the Most High. amen
In the beginning, it was simple, social distractions were minimal, then as time passed, our laws and customs developed, along with our confusion. Now we have a world, where many are totally confused, many rational people acting very strangely indeed, as evidenced by the news, and the uttering’s of some. Children pick up the habits they are around,and when there is little guidance, confusion reigns, this is well known. But Most importantly, whatever way you love or who you love, it’s perhaps that this is an opportunity for people to unite in loving fellowship, rather than in personal fellowship, meaning, acceptance of our differences.
Never forget, there has been the color bar, which many are working on, the gender war, women and their second class status in the minds of some, religions that scorn the active woman preacher, men only for so long, it’s changing too, then you wonder, how did I come to think this way, who influenced me, add in the love of the ego, and those encouraging too much that way to love, which isn’t healthy without balance, add in the protesting nature of young people getting their influences from strangers online, many of them malicious minded as all the bullying can prove, ask a school principal, then, your own position in that great mess, further emphasized by the natural environment and it’s potential collapse without drastic consumption changes, who wouldn’t be confused, and seeking solace, amen. Finally, the survivor gene, that forces us to change internally, amen.
When children are small, you give them milk, they grow, they eat more fibre, and with more and more children reared without the full parental allotment as they say, important in the context of how we were made, all those chemicals in the diet too, too much sugar, over emphasis on sexual matters, when too young, who wouldn’t be confused,even trying to work it out, the combinations, a new input ever other week, what was easy, once, birthing, the record number of women needing fertility treatment, etc etc.. who can make sense of it, amen.
What was it like all those years ago, the carpenters son, the manger,the temple,what was life like, what were the pollution levels back then, did they have factories spewing out stuff, was sludge being sneaked into the water supply, were there cars on the road, what was a shopping experience like, what were the chances for man and women,what were the hopes of young boys and girls, and who was in charge, who led, who exercised authority,what was it like waiting to see the doctor, where was wisdom,where were the libraries, and stuff, what was it like in Jesus Times first time around, what were the great threats, amen.
Of course it was a fairly simple world, not that people were simple, the art work that survives from way back then, tells us, they were seriously talented, but family orientated, amen. Was their exhaust fumes dirtying the air, of course not, was the water dirty, what, it was sweet tasting, was there fertilizers based on chemical production facilities, of course not. Why is this so important in understanding Jesus times.
Jesus only had to deal with spying from the authorities, those intent on holding onto power, what, this man who hangs out with outcasts, so they said, but they spent their time trying to discredit Him, and finally got their wish, the great error some might add. Facts are facts. But if you took a life from then, and transplanted it into today’s world, the life would have a very difficult time ahead, amen. In a nutshell, you can’t transfer the meaning back then, and apply it correctly, unless you consider the environmental changes too. The true meaning, is the context in what the words were spoken, same as a poem, you can’t get the correct meaning of the poet without reading the entire script,amen.
Today, Signs are sent,reminders issued, God as the prophet said, didn’t want anyone to perish, but wicked thinking became the norm, and the people of the world,put a great distance between them and the One God that made it all possible. Now that the signs are coming again, what sort of person will you be, when the Jesus times come again, a most pressing question. Never forget, the 11th hour promise before it’s too late,amen.
He was a proper charlie, what does that mean, can anyone explain what that means. No, not the 100% cocaine you only find in the jungles of south america, no, not that, if that is all you can think of, well, you must be a proper charlie then, well, it sounds appropriate, amen.
Is this stuff real, the money man has a briefcase full of cash, he wont hand it over until he has the stuff tested. His accomplice in the deal, assures him, pharmaceutical grade he says, as if they can make unlimited quantities, at any time they want. Is that not reassuring, they can make it in any lab too, it’s just a chemical formula. But its not proper charlie.or Charles as some say.
What is real that is left in the world,no,this is not a Jewish sense of humor, whatever. This is the story of the zealot minded, who wanted to appear perfect in the eyes of men, the type that would turn over anyone, on a notion, the person who over buys insurance, in order to assure those close, it’s all covered, the work bench, tidy, tools in their original casts, perfection, the approval of men, and the more authority they have, the bigger the smile, a proper charlie in other words, amen.
The faithful friend stands by his pal, there isn’t much time,but their relationship is unique. His friend is a sheep, his is a sheep dog, over the years they became great pals. Let out in the morning, lassie as we’ll call our dog hero, he went looking for his pals, a few fields away. Hearing faint bleeps, lassie rushes to the field, what he see’s is devastation, wounded bodies,dead ones, his old pal one of them. Lassie sides up to his pal, his breath faint, there is not much time, he does his best to ease the pain, rests his paw on his pals side,dirtying himself with the blood on the wool,and decides to remain there, until the close pal expires, his close friend.
A proper charlie of a farmer is out in his tractor, spots the carnage,sees the dog biting into his pal he thinks, well, sheep are friends to everyone. In a mad rage, he rushes home, gets the shot gun, hurries back to the field, hoping, yes, hoping, that the dog will still be there. A more compassionate farmer might have got off his tractor and tried to do something useful, but our other world hero type,only wanted revenge. He smirks when he sees the dog beside the sheep,an opportunity.
The end of the story does not need telling, too many gloat over the wretched details, the press for one, and how they think sometimes. Jesus was lucky that there was no newspapers first time around,imagine the bad press they would have gladly written,purely for the approval of men, and we know that type,don’t we,amen. Proper charlie, amen.