Believers don’t need to worry …Remember Moses, Abraham…

Easy for you to say, the words that slip from the tongue, are you able to prove it, the first words on most minds, easy for you to say. He is poorly dressed, his shoes leak, his hair is a mess, and there is only the price of a coffee in his pocket, don’t worry he says. Solomon sighed, he saw the Spirit at work, saw the anxious turn to happiness, it was the flip of a switch, come to think about it, so did Moses, but Moses always gave credit to God, he never tried to claim credit himself. Many years later, Jesus repeats the words, all glory to the Father. Those who are jealous of power and envious wondered, how can he do this; their response; he has demons in him they said. Jesus hears their thoughts, understands them better than they could possibly imagine and warns them; Dudes, you can say what you like about me, but if you dare insult the Holy Spirit, you won’t just regret it. Moses returns from the Holy Mountain, got the assurance from the Most High God, is content, this is working out he says to himself, he weeps, his joy immense, to have the approval of the eternal God, mega. Then he he see’s them back to their old ways, worshiping what’s earthly and common, same as those who judge people so quickly; not ambitious enough, you must be unwell; a child decides to serve God, had a career in front of him, what a waste his friends say. Forty years later, they ask their unambitious pal to intercede for them before God; life has a habit of turning around rather quickly. So if you believe, why worry then.

To see the wonders of God, amazing.

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Let go and let the Universe

If it’s inside you, let it go, do something, angry man, angry woman, takes it out on the next emotional encounter, damn, why didn’t I talk about it, it would have made life so much easier, damn. Wise old man listens, the results of trust gone wrong, no one will talk to another, except on a very shallow level, even celebrities have figured this, when they see their laundry on the news, the following week. Dawn, those who destroy trust and the harm they pass on.

Bursting inside, think before you act, what is right will feel good, what it wrong will squeeze you, then again, how often are you right.

Fires in California,Migrants on the Move,Chaos in London,Rescue ship being seized in Italy….

Look at the screen Bob, the world is imploding before our very eyes, Bob shakes his head, it’s cold and wet, and they are standing outside looking in, outside a TV store, they’ve lost their way sometime back, both veterans of the Desert Wars, look what it’s done.

Are you looking forward to Christmas, she wants a smile from the kid, she is visiting a friend, if she gets a smile she’ll feel good as if she’s done something, wont you smile for me she says, all he see’s is her double chin and those thick lens glasses, what have you to smile about he thinks.

Bob and Jim walk to the shelter, it’s a mid week day, so there should be no trouble getting in, Jim is on about the end of the world, Bob wants a warm meal and a bed, doesn’t it concern you he says, passing another TV store, slowing to have a look, what are we going to do about it then!

A concert for the victims, the line of script runs across the screen, a hundred different stars have already signed up, Bob shakes his head, how many ever went to war, they give what they don’t need nothing more, hear about Cindy he asks, you mean the young mother with the three year old kid?

Chaos in Italy too Bob, they are after seizing that rescue ship, Jim frowns, what is that old fool talking of, Italy Bob, the one that was rescuing the drowning people and giving them the medical help, you mean they set up a veterans hospital in the med, what are our navy doing.

Shelters, causes, big concerts, zealots, poor Cindy was waiting in the shelter, imagine, with a child too, she goes out one day and this guy comes over, hands her a ticket, next thing she wins the lottery. A car pulls up at the kerb, Bob looks down, thinks it’s the police, there is a no loitering sign…

The window rolls down, what are you waiting for, It’s Cindy they smile… what about the shelter, the others…

Mirror

He hears a sound vibration, there is a band playing in the harbor, the young and the eager, there are fools who raise their heads when they hear gun shots when they should keep their heads down, never panic. He has to get closer to the action, burb burb, he is going to risk it, it’s thrash near the top, same everywhere, but if you want to sample it, you have to risk it, he pokes his fishy ear out of the water, see’s the lights flashing, hears the base sound, it’s rocking, so this is what it’s like to be human. He ingests a tab, acid rain, they used to dump nuclear stuff in the harbor, before the authorities copped on, his stomach frizzes, this is terrible, the concert in the harbor forgotten, it’s a fight for survival, so much for the Mirror, I’d rather be a fish, Ma!.

Happy

Another happy child,

God is really impressed,

Hasn’t much to smile about,

This little child is all light,

Mind him he warns them,

Angels tremble and assemble,

Little boy lives charmed life,

Angels work harder and harder,

Another smile little sweat,

I’ll give them a break later,

Amen.

Why Not Now!

What sort of mind encourages us to despise love and hate instead,

Where does this influence come cause sure don’t come from above,

Why do the children rush around and why the sudden changes,

Who alters the moods why the bad news all the time who I wonder,

A constant flow the low blows the accusations the anger and worse,

Who pushes such an agenda who puts up the hand says stop no one,

Why this the way of life we arrange why have we become strangers,

many questions few answers so much medication so many dangers,

Bradley manning snowden the women traumatised the innocence stolen,

From Dr King to Che Guevara fields of Vietnam and where war rages,

children of Syria Gaza hunted refugees the hungry the persecuted,

so many examples so much trauma many cases of blind control around us,

there is much revelation yet so much tribulation so much consternation,

every change is a ship that turns around  sets a new course a new plan,

The world is in this cycle it’s gathering force and it’s happening faster now,

it’s the power of Love the power of God the power of his Spirit from above,

Learn to forgive learn amend set a good example learn to be a friend,

It’s not often we che2IMG_5757Featured Image -- 1110227448ghandhiFeatured Image -- 1110227280BOBMARLEY_HDget the chance to dance to the same tune and rhythm,

Use the opportunity to unite in love and watch the growth of a world in love,

Heaven on earth begins the day you put your love out there and on view,

Amen.

Pioneers

Pioneering spirit, the waves of soul, climbed unforgiving hills, some made some not, but those who lost, made it for others, someone goes first, someone makes it, sets the others free, and some are just lucky. Whatever, character can’t be bought, it is made. And Faith can’t be faked, many have tried, this we have to believe. In crisis you’ll discover, if it’s real.

Solomon was reading about early pioneering spirit, souls from all over the world, converged in a new land, seeking freedom and hopefully prosperity, their steps sometimes the first, not that they were first, the natives having been there years, from all across the continent, north and south, east and west, and the natives all believed in great spirit.

What was a god send for some, a nightmare for the natives, as the pioneers brought modernism, new mechanisms for solving disputes, and the habits that they grew up with. There were many lessons to be learned. Many cultures and wisdoms brushed aside. Forgiveness was badly in need of exercise. The resentments many carried inside them.

It was no surprise that it all came back to old teaching, every dispute, anger, envy, it was laid out in a very simple way. Solomon reflected upon what Faith was, a real time gift that you could not purchase, just trust me was all he said, how true those words in the context of what was happening, marry yourself to love, but like those storms, it can sometimes get rough.

Jesus cross’s the sea of Galilee, it’s wild weather and stormy, his companions wake him up suddenly, what now he thinks, perhaps in the middle of a great dream or simply a rest, no, it’s not going to sink, putsIMG_5757 his head back down and shrugs, what do I have to do next. St. Paul gets shipwrecked, ends up where he’s supposed to be. Solomon gets crushed in his car, changes the landscape of his life, you just have to believe and forgive..