Did you hear me!

turn down the stereo, the phone rings, no one can hear, a thousand different voices, all hoping to be heard, sounds like hell, me, did you hear me, the constant drone. Picture it, the survivors retelling the story, the only witness’s to the horror, be it the Titanic, be it the horror of Auschwitz, the voices calling out, did you hear me. Then imagine Jesus, walking through a small village or town, the voices calling out, heal me, do you hear me, he walks on, but hasn’t ignored them, if they have faith, they will be healed, do you hear me, amen.

Many voices were calling out, shouting injustices, my cause, my rights, my needs. Then there were other voices calling out in silent prayer, thanking God for the blessings being poured out, do you hear me. Solomon listened to the world around him, every day was a gift, the scars on his body, reminders, i’m on my feet today, do you hear me. Only God Most High could have done it, do you hear, amen. The power of Faith, it was the story of Great Spirit, amen.

Miss Understanding

Miss Understanding, so that’s your name. What did they say about all those Mexicans

, well, someone famous did, didn’t they, they were all…who were they appealing to anyway.

meanwhile a tourist couple arrive in L.A., take the freeway, get the wrong exit, this isn’t the center of town, they are in east L.A, gang controlled, and they are white. They stop at the traffic lights, doesn’t take long before they are shot .A funeral, overseas, L.A, the most dangerous place on earth, see what they did to our lovely brother and his wife, off the plane, shot death, beaten and burnt inside an hour, the likes of that would not happen in Aleppo, it’s a miss understanding says the tourism chief, a miss understanding, well, whatever you call it. A TV reporter looks into the lens, aware his words are being beamed across the world, and more importantly, all across the United States. It’s a scene from the middle east…

“blood on their faces, knives in there hands, they beat there chests with the blade, there will be blood for this, they scream and shout, death to america…”

An extreme group of radicals hijacked the street, it’s just a small hate tract, but it’s beamed across the world, as if this is the common belief. The reporter uses the Faith of the tyrants to ramp up the news, to incite the viewers,  abusing the people, knowing that this that he presents is not the truth, it’s propaganda.

Grabbing women by the …worshiping gold…encouraging greed…and i read my Bible Nightly, is that the characterization of a believer in Jesus Christ!, well Mr D!

Just a Miss Understanding I suppose, amen.

The Big Deal

So what, he made it to the white house, how many crooks have been through those doors, what’s the big deal, alienating people, doing whatever it takes to get elected, don’t blame Donald for reality TV, we did it ourselves, as if we weren’t bored enough, what’s the big deal, least politics will be entertaining awhile, as for health care for all, what, they have crutches let them wait, big deal, so women were upset, they’ve sexualised the world for God Know’s when, what’s the big deal, they got used to it, and it went on and on, people alarmed, upset, confused, made anxious, aren’t they on all sorts of pill’s for God Know’s when, what’s the big deal, it isn’t as if he has nuclear warheads he’s likely to use, come on, what’s the big deal.

They’ll realize one day sighed Solomon, it was all part of the plan, change was called for, no big deal, until you see the signs in the heavens, and repeat again and again, no big deal. Meanwhile God looks on, mother nature is crying out again, if they continue with all that fracking, they will get one fracking surprise, amen, what’s the big deal, they act like they own the place. Amen. So he turned them into babbling fools, all of them, amen.

I thought you Knew me!

Leaves on the floor, autumn, the weather a little colder, warm clothes, and your hands icy, the day lingers, a stroll to the bar, the friends, all home from work or just waiting, and there you are among them, drinking, what, it was not supposed to be like that, you are one of those, lazy, yeah, that’s him. Solomon was after having a procedure, the hospital, the staff, bright and cheerful, will spend their careers up skilling and learning, have a deficit of personal time, won’t be in the bar all day, won’t be hanging around either, two sides, that will rarely get to know each other. Some deliver the milk, then there are the bakers, the hair stylists, and the grumpy, the doctors and the nurses, the support staff , and the lawyers, who know’s what all these people do, how will you ever know me. So many judged Jesus, and when we mean Judged, because he hung out with women, the tax collector, those that had fallen down, they made assumptions, then again, they did not understand him, and what breaking down barriers meant, doing something about it, not just talking about, faith was dead unless their are actions, so he Said, I thought you knew me she said, amen. Reading the ancient scriptures, the parables of Jesus, have multiple meanings, if you want to understand Him,read then again, if you want to get to know Him, amen.

Closed Minds

She’s a witch, burn her, the ideas that fill the mind with dread, bad thoughts and the ugliest of thoughts, where do they come from, are we sidled with them, or is it the way the ideas are drummed into the minds of some, and then leak out. She has to have a motive, why is she with him, he’s into men, the stuff they do, can you imagine it, ugly, he likes her, she deserved it, the closed minds and those that pass this ugliness on, who are they.

Solomon was in the company of a lost soul, searching for acceptance, what, who will listen, a voice that hears and does not turn away. The pre conditioned mind, full of the bias, separates and divides, making a damn good living, these di

visionists, does it remind you of a politician, grabbing whatever attention they can, regardless of the affect their words have on anyone, young old middle aged rich poor or normal.

Love had been straddled with notions of performance, well, do you know what those type do, they are only interested in sex, the mirror was looking particularly rusty this morning, Solomon wondered why there was so much bias, till he thought of those women, deemed to be witches, and then burned at the stake by those closed minds, amen.

The Bypass Industry

Everybody is in bypass mentality, or was it bypass surgery, perhaps better if we all were in bypass surgery, so Solomon sighed, bypass responsibility, bypass all that is good in favor of the blame game. he was after reading a story, the usual diatribe, someone to blame, made it feel as if something was happening, it wasn’t, but it was a reminder of the bypass mentality so many possessed, as long as it appears something is going on, that was all that seemed to matter. He was tired of the way bypass lust, bypass greed, bypass trust, they were all patients for the divine table, as he imagined God Most High cutting out the cancerous parts and renewing them again. Forecast rain and thunder was flashed across the news, the usual, did they not realize what a prayer could do. He let his brolly behind, you just have to believe. All those years ago, it was much the same, the wonder and the confusion, how was it possible for these things to happen, they had. Many wore disguises, but Solomon had a radar that came down from heaven, just ask the boss he sighed, get down on your knees, and you can bypass trouble anywhere, amen. The Faith of the early apostles, few today had retained it, imagine what blessings and strength they provided to the other believers

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Winners Smile

Just a smile, but it was a far cry from what the face wore not long before. If ever he needed an affirmation, it walked past him in the confident smile, the expression said it all, it was real and she walked triumphant. Gone was the lethargic walk, the frown the despair, it was replaced with the believers eye, full of light, just as it ought to be. Solomon had seen miracles before, but each time it dazzled him he was a boy in the heart, and wise in his years, amen. why the astonished looks, did they not believe for what they prayed for. Cuts across his chest, below and above his eyes, everything vital saved, just as Faith had survived, despite the efforts of an elite to cloth it in all forms of distraction, amen.