Domestic Freedom

From behind, the ribs, she feels the pain, falls over, he kicks her on the ground, she tries to cover herself, wants to scream, the children, she fears for them, his face flares, he is all red, the intend meaner, he is getting his kicks, has a, then the door bursts in, caught red handed, he looks at the uniforms, we have him cold they say, while she whimpers in a heap, am I saved she thinks.

The charge sheet, the daily rounds, who has been at it, the fear some try to sow, is about to rebound on them, the eternal chief is not surprised, it’s been a long time coming, freedom from domestic violence, and fear ends, good night.

Solomon sighed, what a boat full of news, what a delight, this is wonderful, apart from the heavenly truth, the Gospels shown to be the map of discovery too, proof of Jesus and the Holy words, imagine those who will inflict harm on the Spirit, let the righteous be successful amen.

We need more love cries a voice, the crowd looks around at itself, love, where is it gone, gone shouts another, what shouts the others, Love, only a sneering man laughs in the corner, love he screams, then his voice cracks up and he falls over, a woman shouts, I found it, they look, a light filled Jesus comes down the path, amen.

Help Now?

The playing field, the game is on, the play is swift, the tussle, the crowd on their feet, the ah, the ooh, the young fan looks up, come on God she says, we need you now, the hope of a little one, why not, they are told to ask, and nothing pleases the almighty, like happy content children, so ask. The patience of Moses, that was then, we are smarter now, there is so much that has been learned.

The grandmother wails, the nephew last year, shot down, another grandchild this time, is there no end to it, help now. The wails are loud, the community leader, trying to be both helpful and appeasing, tries to rally the youth, we’ll protest, they stiffen up, the words from their mouths harsh, is this the way you pursue peace, help now.

The field, the day, the signs plenty, can this be real, we all are asked to question the Spirit, for their are different types. The prayer is made, the help arrives, again, the prayer is made, the help arrives again, the prayer is made, the help arrives again, repeat, repeat, the officer on the ground shouts, repeat repeat, is there a prayer request in asking for help.

Solomon sighs; everyday examples of intervention, everyday examples of expert opinions trying to change your mind, even in the times of Jesus, 2,000 years ago. Repeat, repeat, help now, help now, the dispatcher sends reinforcements, the problem eases. Help Now, the spirit needs help, the Heavens send the signs, but how do we use them, amen.

My Roots

The prisoner sits on the bed, head down, the preacher in attendance, the hour of execution near, the man weeps, the preacher listens, waits, what words can he use, he thinks to himself, the weeping continues, the whimper of a child, perhaps a child hiding in a corner, about to face punishment, the child though, does not understand, just waits. The weeping eases, the preacher asks, anyone you want to pass on last wishes to, family friends or others, roots maybe.

Roots, how do you have roots if you have never filled out, if life is cut short, the vitals missing, nice thoughts for a professional therapist, but on the verge of execution, who worries about the roots. The prisoner says nothing, fate has been accomplished, the teachers said he’d reach a bad end.

Solomon sighs, the age expectation cut short from the start, the snide remarks so many have to put up with, the down looks, you deserve to be down there, what do you expect, considering where you come from, all the jibes, never given the notion of great expectation, like an annoying sound in the ear, will it ever go away. Solomon wondered at the mind set some have, how it’s constructed, and how it’s a weight on the shoulders, having to justify oneself, then thought of Jesus, the everyday test, the everyday tricks, trying to catch him up. No one is immune from the human psyche, and the thoughts stored in there, even the Great One had to put up with it. Solomon was building a bridge of understanding, well, trying to explain how we come to hold differing opinions, where do they come from. It’s in the Holy Books, the descendants of Jesus, all written out, to explain the spiritual journey, the passing down of the faith, so by the time of Jesus, there was a solid foundation of faith on which there was building ground.

The prisoner, on his feet, about to take his final steps in the flesh, the pastor behind him, two wardens in front and behind, the prison governor leading the parade, the mood solemn, a flotilla of news people waiting, a mob outside chanting, is he dead yet, a total circus, while the family of the prisoner pray for a miracle, a last minute reprieve, hoping. My roots my roots he thinks, while he shuffles along, feet in chains, as if he could escape, dear Lord he says, you dealt me a strange hand, from the start.

The phone rings, the procession stops, it’s the presidents office. Trust in God, amen.


The healer wakes, light is showing, the curtain slightly off, a bar of sun runs through the room, five minutes the healer says, then time to get up. Stretch, thought, the day, what’s in store, the to do list, a run through of what is basic, before the serious business of healing. The kitchen side board is cleared, the area cleaned, the mixture assembled, the cake, so many ingredients, once together and in the right oven, the results are assured. The cook prepares the cooking tray, greases the base, the implements are cleaned a few times, after each use, the cook is busy until the area is cleaned again, while the cake matures in the oven. Two hours later, the oven door opens, a plume of smoke escapes, along with the sweet aromas of cooked fruits, a prick with a needle, ten minutes more. Three hours later, the cake is sliced while the tea is poured, then everyone digs in, the cook just smiles.

Healing sighed Solomon, you need to be prepared. You would not attend a wedding looking like a tramp, in the same manner, when you seek healing, you must prepare and believe from the start, amen.


Reasons, why this, the circumstance, the repeat, so many explain why, so few come up with solutions, as if we spend our lives trying to justify ourselves, rather than look at ways of improving life, is it so. The expert explains, a lack of this, another expert lobbies for something else, self interests, the box outside, forgotten of. Solutions, there are so many crisis out there, easy to explain, when it’s solutions. Jesus arrives, the local believers, those of God, believe him to be a warrior, a man to run the Romans out of Jerusalem, Jesus, the man who will avenge the nation, a man with the solutions. When they hear him talking peace, love, forgiveness, spiritual well being, they are confused, the leaders see their power usurped, Jesus now the threat, solutions, this man is costing us money. So they plot to silence Him.

Treasure Box

The mass killing, the outcry, solutions; in what context would you carry an assault rifle; the answer; in a theater of war, amen.

A daunting Thought…

The eyes on the screen, the wrestlers tumble around the ring, the watcher watches how they watch, the children, immersing themselves in the action, stamping on cushions, balling their fists, some as young as three, while the older ones cheer on, how great this is. A man in a mask boasts, about the thrashing he is going to give another, the ones watching, listen closely, an add break, more adult fun. What is it I am watching, what is happening to the minds.

The watcher leaves, his duty done, he hears a child getting scolded for imitating what he saw on TV, he bites his lip, imitation happens. And what has occupied the minds these last twenty years?. A daunting question, did anyone really want to answer that one?

Vow to serve the Almighty God

Man offers up his life, the promise, to serve the will of God. Many have made this promise, that this man makes this day, how have they fared, what has their harvest achieved, did they serve man or God. Solomon was watching the signs; words of prophecy of the ancient scribes, Isaiah, Ezra, Daniel, and others, on many minds.

The will of God; Jesus told the early believers, sacrifices they offered, animal sacrifices, no, it’s compassion that is sought, kindness, the work of the Samaritans, not the brand you wear, it’s deeds that count, amen. How many put the organisation ahead of all other interests, not unlike the pharisee’s, who preferred the approval of men.

Whom do you serve?

Gospel Truth

Who listens to the living word, who understands them, who has read about the prophets, who wants to know, the truth about Love, who wants to fully love. The outcasts, he drinks, hangs out with women, doesn’t wash the hands, eats any type of food, who is this man. Jesus reminds us all, not to judge, and all the time he walks the earth, what does he hear, others trying to judge others, amen. What does judgement do, when many agree, to do what is not recommended; it creates a pressure on others, it harms. True love, is trying to solve the problem, not condemn the man or woman, amen.

Treasure Box

The Great Understanding

2023, the pointers towards eternal living, the leaders call out for understanding, a way of reaching out to others, connecting, in other words, the blessings Jesus spoke about, depend upon our ability to reach out to those, though they be outside our normal range of community, we offer the hand of friendship rather than condemnation and peace becomes the outcome. A woman walks down her street, it could be anywhere, she sees what she hasn’t seen before, someone of a different countenance, she’s anxious, can’t believe it, she hurries home and tells her friends, about the stranger she met, where does he come from, what is he doing here. His customs don’t agree with hers.

The great understanding, seeing God in those we meet each day. How do you acquire such a mindset. And what about those, who plant doubts in order for old rivalries to continue, and for peace to become a stranger. God sends the help, how do we respond. Do we put a price on it, abuse the help, or do we encourage it’s growth, this we need to understand.

Solomon sighed, there was a lot of worry out there, the cost was the issue, can we accept it, this new living arrangement, or do we go back to what was before; stressed children, women in difficulty with child bearing, a deeply divided world, an emphasis on the lower regions, that overtakes all other interests, are these the habits we are trying to pass on, and if the answer is no, what do we intend to do about it, amen. A greater understanding was required now.

In asking the Holy Spirit to assist, surely we must be like the one’s who trust in the parables of Jesus, whose teachings have been shown to be true, and proven, amen.

The Present

In a hurry, the package, clear instructions, it has to be given to someone, no one else, he listens to the instructions again, finally he says okay, off. Only a gift, why the hassle he thinks, i will leave it there, they will give it to him, his thoughts a flurry of snowballs, people pass him on the street, trailing bags, he arrives at the door, takes a deep breath. Wait for the man in the green coat, wait if he is not in, wait, this he thinks while waiting for the door to open, hurry up, there is shopping to do. Nice coat, they must have cost some, he watches the passing traffic, nice shoes too, hurry up, the door is still to open, he waits. Checks his watch, ten minutes, silly, to even wait this long. At last, a shuffle of feet, he hears the dragging of feet, the gift is thrust before him, just hand it over and be gone. A woman in black is before him, no sign of the green coat, was it supposed to be a man. I was looking for peter he says. She eyes the package, i’ll take that she says, her lips forming a slight grin, he toothless gums showing, pink still, quite a contrast with her aged face. I was looking for the man in the green coat he says, trying to follow instructions. He explains himself, departs with the gift in tow. He returns to the giver, explains what happened, awaits further instructions. Go back the next day and wait until you meet the man in the green coat, called peter.

After two more tries, Peter gets the gift, the courier gets paid, the giver gets his confirmation, and the waiting proves to be worthwhile. Solomon sighed; there are many gifts. He recalls the story of the priest and Gandhi years ago, the message being, right introductions matter. Patience. The story of Cinderella, the story of the child looking for the most beautiful woman in the world, who turns out to be his mother. There are many ways to define a gift, amen.