Priorities

A warehouse full of unused munitions, no war on the Horizon, what are we going to do with all this stuff. The General looks at the huge collection of weapons, what do they cost, commissions, he had a few contacts, today he is not so sure. There are signs of Heavenly interventions; attempts to build division between nations, have all collapsed, he wonders what will be the cost; he calls himself a believer, many of his friends too.

The board meeting is about the unused resources, the stock is piling up. Any suggestions says the newest member of the board; a war would be useful states a voice, there is a chuckle in the room, a side comment is heard, not that again says the CEO, you didn’t complain when we deposited $20 million in your off shore account. Me says the voice.

If Country A falls out with Country B, then C will get involved, meanwhile we can get that movement going, which will increase tensions, and with that other nut job, it’s only a matter of time, before it all blows up, problem solved. Great Strategy Chief, all the heads nod. So we need to start a war to get the show moving; Is all in agreement then. They all nod again. Who do we have in foreign policy asks another. Another voice sounds; This is like a Grisham thriller, the CEO laughs, you think this is Grisham, dam peace maker.

Solomon wondered, didn’t they all know, that all the background thinking was food for the Spirit. So they met in secret places, so they tried to bribe all, so they owned governments, they were all on the radar, amen, at a time when the Heavenly Spirit was trawling the world. Solomon wanted to send them the Spirit, a story would do instead, you have to have priorities.

Patrice Mulumba

 

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Searching

We have been given the opportunity to create the world we always wanted, we always had,

it’s real and there is no escaping it. The window is open, the stars have come, the Holy Spirit too, the reality can’t be ignored, it’s purely a love thing, has been moving across the earth, infecting people with Love, the lasting type, it’s down to you and me, amen. Do we run stay build or pretend, it’s coming to that moment, action station, opportunity that can’t be ignored, too immense, potential to give life, heal, heavenly assistance guaranteed, amen.

Solomon sighed, the headlines were dark, fires in some places, rebellions, it reminded him of ancient writings, the revelations of the prophets. No panic he sighed, these things are meant to happen, reminding us, there is God Most High, and there is the material world, it’s a matter of choosing. Trust in God, how easy to write such simple words, how difficult at times, to live by them. Times of great change, point to a new world, a testing period for God’s people. In the circumstance, Solomon expected every effort to be made, in order to increase the flow of Loving Spirit. Like the picture with the post, it’s real.

2020 Chaos….just growth pains…

Distraction, the war engines throttle up, in conflict there is opportunity, and when all seems lost, it has only just begun, A man, with power, has another man with Power, removed from life, while the Australian Bush burns. Global, human co-operation is required to solve issues of life and death, our very existence, while the gap between the rich and poor grows wider. Solomon was remarking on the news, how if affected people, how the call for war, was like adrenaline to a junkie, or the white snake oil salesman telling the towns people, that what he had in the bottle was their cure all. We all want to believe the best.

Remain calm, word gets out that John the Baptist has been murdered, Jesus rises in strength. His words grow ever faster. Jesus himself is dying on the cross, his early apostles go into hiding, thinking they will be next. Soon thereafter, they are in total joy, they meet Jesus again. The Spirit lives, they are given gifts of the Spirit, and to this day, the names of the prophets are on many lips, despite efforts to curb the enthusiasm, for anything that does not lead to wealth creation.

As said in old times, Forgiveness kills the instinct for violence, something we need to reflect on. Moses and the burning bush, food for thought though, and hopefully rain for Australia.

 

Two Polar Bears

Are you sure this is a good place to set up a stall, the other bear nods, he is wearing sun glasses, does not want to be recognized, it’s a desperate time, and finding a new home is not easy. The stall they set up is outside the big rock concert, it is a petition gathering enterprise, and there is the hope also of meeting some of the famous campaigners, the bears have definite ideas, and they are front line spectators of the ice debacle. They are even offering free ice lollies for anyone who signs up. A child asks, are those fur coats real, the older bear smiles, Fur, who uses real fur these days, everything is fake these days. It was a bold decision, coming all the way from the Arctic, well, they got caught on an ice berg, and ended up in San Francisco. The signs were all friendly too, they even formed a committee to save them, those San Francisco Nationals.

Fox’s leave the forests, joining more and more in the cities, lot of waste food there. The two polar bears do the happy bear dance, one foot to other and back, sign up sign up. Are they really fur coats another child asks. The signing is going well. A dozen rare parrots fly in formation, they are escaping the Amazon fires, they are on the California coast, flying north, they want to cool down. One of them Spots the two polar bears at the stand, shouts out to the others, I think we have reached Alaska he says. Well, where do you expect to find Polar Bears these days?.

Focused Resentment

Elections cause and affects, how those dark energies get organised, translated into votes, giving energy to dark thoughts, and the howling supporters, jumping up and down like complete idiots as if they achieved something, while all they did was create great harm. One’s resentment another’s opportunity, the road to hell and all those so called good intentions. Nature is changed. too many chemicals in the water, too many hurts never forgiven, too  many born with inner resentments, same way a nervy horse passes on the trait to off spring, it’s hard to get over, a good trainer knows all about it. Demons, or the darkness as we call it, the stuff we try to get over but hide from, those emotional moments, a failed love affair, a child you did not want to have, then watching a mother father and child walking down the street years later, how it could have been, she heads for the off licence, it’s a memory she has never gotten over. Who is in your top ten of resentments, did you marry too late, did your career become more important than your children, the stuff you store inside, it’s a mix, ammunition for later use.

Solomon sighed, the garbage or the baggage, why bring it with you. A therapist gave this advice to a friend of his, she passed it on, maybe Solomon reminded her of past failings, in that case the therapist was a failure, a light head. Jesus was uncompromising; you have to set it aside, the hurts, your Father In Heaven takes it all into account, he settles all debts, amen, don’t worry.

He sits over his coffee, the restaurant is a haven, there is peace, apart from the time a few demons tried to muscle in, but they soon got lost. The news was good too, there was healing going on, and this was putting pressure on those who used the resentments of others to create bad energy. They were looking down the proverbial barrel, about time.

Kingdom of God

They blink, the sun, is it an eclipse, they wear goggles, straining their eyes, can you see it he says, the so called Guru. The followers are amazed, well, so would anyone, who saw an eclipse. Imagine, he brought us here to see it. Solomon sighed, stop the nonsense please. He read the ancient words, as Jesus said, the Kingdom of God is in you. They looked at him, what did he mean, it wasn’t what they were taught. Solomon sighed, those in religious circles, had for too long, made access to God a mind game, when it was all about creating the Space inside. No wonder advertising works!.

Jesus and what he thought about words…

Solomon was having a coffee when a friend joins him, a little confused, words do that, they can send you into states of euphoria, she loves me, or they can send you into states of misery, I want a divorce, words, dam simple words. Do you want to join the Mafia son, this is your chance, do you refuse, words, sometimes you wish you never heard them, used by a sly spin doctor, they can change your mindset, rethink what you believe, words, the making and breaking of lives, the start and ending of all things, those vocal sounds that come out of your mouth, pretty dam important how you use them.

This friend sits down, wishing to hear, you got it, some words of wisdom hopefully, so the conversation goes. The friend is confused, she has heard the message, seen the miracles, has friends who recovered, has seen the spirit at work, but is confused, by those saying all the right things, things she wants to hear, but it doesn’t make her feel comfortable, she wants more, insight. They call themselves people of God, but they hide

behind golden doors, they talk about poverty but don’t live for the poor, they talk about how they value Love, but don’t love those who differ from them, they don’t share when there are those in need, they use all the right words, but their deeds say otherwise. Solomon nods.

Remember what Jesus said, “listen to what they say, but don’t imitate their ways!”

Life History

You are the sum of your experiences, and the habits that are passed on, She looks at him, what do you mean. How would he put it, it was complicated; he thought a moment, wanted to get it right, she looks at him, her heart is hurting and she is at a loss, why did she hurt when she loved so much, it wasn’t fair. She heard he had the answers, she waits.

“if you don’t forgive, or are unwilling to forgive, you bring that resentment with you, and when the situation arises again in your life, those feelings re emerge, and the memory begins to repeat itself, if you want to break the cycle, it’s as simple as forgiveness”

Seriously she says, that made sense. He smiles she gets it, he can see the hardness lessen, she is half smiling.

“and even worse he says, those real time demons will remind you, when they feel like it. Don’t give them leverage over your life, it’s why Jesus died on the cross, If his Father can forgive us for what happened that day, the least we can do, if forgive those who offend us!”

Gotcha she smiles. Another lesson learned. It was time for a Guinness.

Martin Luther King, and the all saints band present, one night only…

 

 

Martin Luther king, jimmy Hendrix, Joan of arc, hosts

Of others, Johnny cash, Michael Jackson,

the female martyrs, the men who went over the top,

 

The fields of Vietnam, the countries destroyed,

The brave spitfire pilots, the Indian tribes, the lost

Wisdom, the Inca’s, the few who survived,

 

the three Wise men, the prophets of old,

the mothers who struggle, many never had a chance,

the conceit of The powerful, the arrogance of their supporters,

 

Merry go round mentality, the road that never ends,

Celtic warriors of old, the truly regal beings, che

Guevara, a doctor with a heart, never gave Up,

 

the list goes on its endless, many millions sacrificed,

for something Worth waiting for, hoping defiant certain,

the current Conundrum, the indifferent classes,

 

women Fire constantly, the situation is untenable,

seeds of a current generation wither, and now we have

Raised the ire of God, and it’s understandable,

 

Children pouring their fears into the universe, the cries

Of the hopeless, it’s overwhelming, a cosmetic change,

Not really enough, young girl tied to a bed,

 

visited all Day, till there is nothing left,

caste inside she is dead, always been this way,

the poor will be poor, nothing that can be done,

 

the apathy of The talent, obviously God Most High,

well, assumes otherwise, being The one who plied us,

with gifts, games or no games,

 

For many it’s gone the wrong way far too long,

Change of direction, not a suggestion, well, the

Master is back as they say, and thinks otherwise,

 

Perhaps there are those who live Babylon wise,

What interest had they in love, don’t loot, yeah,

Just a few ideas to hurry you all along, amen.

Heavens Door

You want to gain admittance, you knock at the door, waiting. Your head gets a rush, this is so groovy, then the worry begins, well it’s a sort of test, your life adds up to something based on your experiences. Most importantly, did you forgive others, or rush to judge others. Did you believe the media headlines every time you looked at the page. How did you feel, were you angered, mesmerized

or what, what was your first reaction, and did you pass the bias to your children. How many were misled on such matters, the fake preachers who were chasing your money while exaggerating your fears, believe me, you can get my message and walk on through. Jesus died on the cross, to remind you, getting over your bias’s and forgiving wasn’t so easy as a word. But once that door opens in your heart, you life will be changed for all time, are you willing to risk knocking on heavens door?, are you prepared it, amen.