Love Me Love me Love Me…

She sulks on the bed, waiting, she is young, he loves me, he loves me, she keeps on telling herself, as if repeating the words will make it real, he loves me, why doesn’t he love, she repeats the mantra, imitating her teacher of yoga from the year before, her former lover. He was big into the mantra, her former yoga teacher, but the lines crossed, lust and need overcame any love that was there, same way the addict needs a hit. I’ll be angry all day unless you give me he says, and she willingly provided, he loves me she said, that was then. Now she waits for her new man to love her even more. A product of the new world, where access to all things, adult or otherwise is easy, she believes as many do, that giving is what love does, it gives. In this mood she repeats her mantra, love me love me, when she has said it a thousand times, it will become permanent in his life, and she will have him. she is an odd woman, born of the modern world.

Solomon sighs, what a conundrum to be in. Say you are of God, as many are, how can you love the Great God unless you love what he or she created. Solomon was reflecting on the words of Jesus; one of the few in terms of global influence among all religions, his words still true to this day. How can you love me if you don’t love those that love me, how can you. Jealous love destroys, real love inspires.

Her relationship takes the familiar pattern; intensity, the burn out, the end. Love only wants the best for you, amen.

Without God…The Consequences…

So many arguments, religion has caused this harm, people actually in positions of power, have caused the harm, the question you need to ask, what is life if it depends on the efforts of human thought alone, what are the consequences, why the backlash all the time, why do they drum up the old issues, why are so many set on revenge. why do so may get upset so easily, why do so many stir the shit, a six year old could answer that. Why do we need God is not the question, the consequences of No God, should be the issue.

Russia, the revolution, the gulags, the death of ideas, the enforcement of a system, trying to regulate the human existence, the aftermath, failure. God allows the unknown factor, the bit that can’t be manipulated, into the equation, the soul who wants to speak up about injustice, the voice that won’t be silenced, as others pick up the trail. Having encountered “Great Spirit”, a powerful energy, that works on the love theme, I have seen the impossible, and as many will testify, I have encountered an army of helpers, those who arrive just at the moment, out of the blue. And it just continues to happen.

Without that “God Spirit”, who would you rely upon; systems that are created to maintain the system, that fight change, and only adjust when the crisis has arrived, never before it. No one can doubt the huge change going on globally. If you read the old prophecies, in particular the writings of Ezra/Esdras, it will enlighten you. And if your in doubt today, and it’s all getting too much for you, as it does in these uncertain times, give a thought to the gift your life is, not the entitlements that you perceive, and you will hear a voice inside you, that will tell you, how remarkable life truly is. You just have to believe.

Why should you write…

It was a valid question, he wrote after all, she was a successful doctor, she was trying to understand him, he sighs, she is his type of woman, she actually listens. He gives her his answer..

“when I wake in the morning, it’s a new day, it’s not a case of the same repeating itself, it’s new each and every time, they eyes may tire, but the scene is a new one, no often how often I see it, a bit like your patients I suppose”

She pauses, trying to get her head around it, she nods.

“I get it, we need to be both listeners and observers at the same time!”

he smiles

“when we write about it, it becomes part of history, written with clear eyes, not fogged, as they say”

The Great Promise

I will send the Holy Spirit, he will come and tell you the words, you will be defended, nobody, no power on earth, can overcome the Spirit that I will send. The apostles look at each other, great, I hope he is not telling us lies. Jesus raises the eyebrow, they will get it eventually, he has much to do, but he told them, it will be okay. Two thousand years ago, what a promise… many years later, struggling writer is at the desk….

The Spirit arrives, he writes a few cures, it begins to happen, he can find the words, they just come, incredible. It’s real, praise the lord he smiles, his fingers on the keyboards, you mean you can write a better future, Yes you can, amen. Better wish carefully, amen.

The Hit List

God Most High pours over the petitions and prayers made in the name of Lord Jesus, those that are accompanied by righteous souls, are given priority. Peter stands quietly beside him; he’s never seen so many requests that made it to the Boss’s table. Pass me the wine he orders, Peter does as he is told. God sips a little of his favourite creation, then sips again, wondering, how best to unravel the mess, while protecting the good.

 

“have you got the names there Peter, those that sold out love, not the entire list, just the ones pertaining to the advertising industry first, they duelled with me for too long, assumed I didn’t exist, assumed I’m never react, even concocted stories about me, can you believe it” sighs God

 

Ten names are selected, less than one per cent, they are to have their lives turned upside down in a matter of days. God puts his seal opposite each of their names; all of them close associates of the evil one. He writes out a coded message, passes it to peter. Send it down, and if anyone of them tries to petition me or whatever, I’ll never be home, is that clear

 

Solomon sighed, what was it like with Moses in the desert!

Damn Damn Damn

 

They meet in the desert, the tents are busy, the hangers on hover around, wondering what they are saying inside. The light of God Most High shines, inside the wise men of old meet in Spirit, (They carry Holy Spirit inside), they discuss the meaning of love, and what it means in the modern world, has it changed.

Jesus stands up, he has memories, but they are not hurtful, even if they left deep scars inside and out, he has an understanding of the Father’s wish, that everyone be saved. The Great eastern prophet listens, his head to the side, the church leaders look fearful, their past connects with them when in the divine presence, it unsettles them. Moses rushes into the tent in a sweat; he apologizes for his sudden entrance, Jesus nods, haven’t seen you in awhile. Dressed in formal desert robes, old habits die hard, he has had a revelation from on high, the proverbial reminder of Heaven’s will.

We were just discussing the meaning of Love says Jesus, Moses smiles, it’s why I was summoned here.

“it’s up to us to rewrite it if that is what it takes!” Suleyman says. Jesus raises his eyebrows, he recalls the day they deserted him, left him, how often did they try to move him on, what a journey.

The prophet from the east, is listening, everyone is listening in the tent, the wisdom rolls out, actions are being mined in their heads. They decide on a first base principle;

Never take advantage of the vulnerable says Suleyman. Jesus sighs, this is going to be a long day indeed.

Jesus and His Friends….

He’s not supposed to hang out with women, they should be at home, women, what do they need to hear, they don’t make decisions, we do. The apostles are having a few beers in the tavern, Jesus is after heading out of town, they are doing his head in complaining, could they not just relax. Why are they anxious in the company of women, what do they fear. Jesus is seeking a place to relax, sit still, enjoy nature, listen as they say, undisturbed, he likes Martha, Mary, Elizabeth, even Lazarus’s sister, a pretty cool person; she listens better than the men, and they have no difficulty thinking the options through; always with the well being of children in mind; they are not planning on global domination, they think of the world to come, and how it will be for children. They are tired of the constant wars, and the talk of revenge; It’s doing his head in, they have to forgive, but first he has to forgive them, so he seeks solace. Lying on a blanket in the middle of a field, he asks wisdom to come to him, listen he says, this is not an easy situation, i need your advice, what will I do…Jesus and his friends, Men and women were always equal, they just had different skills in a world that was slow paced, that’s all….