The Chair

Poise, open eyes, a new hair do, beside her mother, she rolls on by.  Alert, eyes wander, there is much to see, she is very interested, her speech a little mumbled, a mild condition, but the physical bits are issues, but she doesn’t give up. Solomon listened to the conversation, the young lady was giving the mother instructions.

A late night conversation, another victim of the condition, sensory features worsening, the chat is about the past, the way it was, a moment in time, that’s how they want to remember him. Solomon listened, did they ever read the old books, and what Faith could actually do, had they all given up.

Embarrassed, Jesus tells them to go, the young girl is dead, he is resting he says, the power of the father in him, it’s a story told over and over, how transient Faith can be, the first alarm the fear, the sheep run in all directions, the demon can easily disperse the herd.

What was the cause of her troubles, the apostles asked, they refer to a young man with many demons, well, there has to be a reason for it. Jesus smiles, to show what the Father can do, he says. Solomon nodded, the young woman smiled at him, and put a smile on his face, in a nutshell, we are all voices, even when limited, or in a chair….

She is going to improve, hadn’t her Faith earned it.

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New Year Wishes

“The list, is that the new years eve moment, when we all want it good, a little typsy, reaching out, hugging strangers, getting messy and having no memory of it in the morning,”

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he is asking the old prophet, they are having a coffee, she is young and ideal, is going to change the world, she dances to pay for tuition, has a strong energy, and the old prophet knows it. If he was a younger man, his interest might be in the lower regions, but he has learned too, has seen many lost moments, he wants to use his mistakes to guide her, he has had many new year moments that never lasted.

More coffee he says, the waitress is passing by. Did he leer at her, she is anxious of the world, there is too much talk of all that is upsetting in the media, everyone is catching it, old men and young girls, she soon forgets, the coffee arrives.

“there are so many causes and so many directions to go in, some are deliberately misleading, that’s for you to decide, as in old times, people were led astray, and the needs of families and their lives even, made them follow unstable leaders, but we have the wisdom of those times, even in times of great distress, it might seem an awful thing, but it’s often a listening and learning time, it happens to stop you in your tracks,”

She nods, is a little confused, what is he trying to say…

“in a nutshell, rise the well being of loving Spirit, that makes it easier on everyone good, and those trying to find the light, once you practice it awhile, wisdom will come to you, and when she does, stay in the zone!”

They part company, she is young, will ponder on it, his words, till they meet the coming week.

Oil King…

We make decisions based on wrong and right, it’s black and white, the words sound good, the others in the room nod their heads, well said sir, we don’t make decisions based on the wealth we are entitled to, Solomon sighed, the boss see’s it rather different, what was your responsibility sir. How often they went to war to enrich the few, their sidekicks in place, preparing the contracts before the war even begun, sad but true, nothing escapes the boss you see.

The rhetoric was well rehearsed, the spin doctors well paid, the feel good, that was all that mattered, the blue shirt worker nods his head as he sips his beer, has seen so many jobs disappear to overseas lands, someone has to put an end to it, the rhetoric he hears goes down well, the PR guy smiles, this is working Bob, great cheers, they hide their ill gotten gain overseas, in places few ever heard about, the oil company president is in a great mood, we have to give those spin doctors something extra, he doubles their bonus’s.

At the gates of heaven, the financial elite arrive, they push their way to the top, we have special passes they say, Saint Peter is not impressed. He has the inside story, the reasons they tried to justify war, and how they sold it to the public, no can do he says, but they insist, they show their passes, forgeries mutters Peter.

How many sold out, for the money they were about to make, no can do, there are strict rules to entry, into the house of God, it’s this simple: what did you do for love?

In the furnace, the heat is searing, no relief, a glass of water please, the oil baron calls out to saint Peter, could you send them a warning, please he begs, Peter sighs ,it’s the same as global warming, they only listen when it’s the end.

 

 

Lazarus overhears the conversation, i told you so he says to his real friends…..

Scream and Shout….

Do you love me, do you do, run faster Mr Murphy, the sargent is screaming at the new recruits, do you think this is christmas, this is war he shouts, many years later, the old marine recalls the training, the mental stress that was applied, the shouting, the taunts, the bear with us awhile, it will only make you stronger, the words ring bells in his head many years later.

Solomon sighed, spoilt for choice, bored, the excess’s they have to go to, as if they are children with too much free time and money to spend. He recalled the child, tensed up in the corner, eyes wondering, eyes deep in it’s head, as if all life had been taken away, the child does not understand the screams and the shouts, it sure wasn’t this in the beginning, it was sootihng he recalls, they were nice to him…but he is slowing getting used to it, and the Spirit inside is being battered. Meanwhile..

Conscientious mary is at a rally, something to do with christmas songs, and how inappropirate the lyrics of some, they have to be changed to suit the political thinking of the moment. It’s so important to attend the rally, you never know who you might meet afterwards, there might even be a party. Solomon raised his eyebrows to the headline, a christmas song of old, made references to a cold night, and a cosy meeting of a man and woman on a cold christmas night, song idiots decided there was a threat to humanity in the words, another notion of political mad thinking. In the old days, ancient days, language had many meanings, violence meant strength, virgin meant woman without child, and as for other sensibilities, you don’t have to dig.

His Father screams at him, go to bed, your not getting supper till you learn math…

School Child

Sits proud, a smile on his face, they are reading his poem, inside it feels good, to be acknowledged, and told you are good, he bites his lip as the praise comes, it’s the stuff he needs to hear at home, but school will do, his teacher is generous in heart, has empathy for her charges, does whatever she can, likes to laugh. The school bell goes, he puts his books into his satchel, teacher smiles as he goes out the door, well done young man. His father has no time for education, is always complaining, put down by his own father, he is passing on the lessons learned to his son, that’s the way it goes, thank God for great school teachers.

On the walk home, he swings his bag, stares at the trees, birds live in them, there is a cow in the field, moo he says, the cow shakes his head. The need for expression, and the fear in being vulnerable, the minute he gets in the door, he wonders if she will be drinking, the dread, her insults will pass over him like water in a stream, his mind and emotions set on that moment in class, the admiring looks of his fellow pupils and teachers.

Solomon sighed, how a little encouragement works the oracle, amen. Best of all.

Mean Spirits

Your Spirit can’t be of God, if your mean spirited, it’s simply that, and those who claim otherwise, who are they fooling, no one. The young man was listening to the prophet, he wanted insight to the way, or was he testing the wisdom of the prophet, he had friends who were of the most devious nature, worshipers of demons, this he didn’t know. Even the mention of the word, demon, would upset him.

What do you mean, “Mean Spirited”, where does it end, what do you mean. Is this something he still hasn’t learned,..

if you don’t give time to others, not your friends only, they give you time, do you ponder on the ways of righteousness, do you

assist the flow of love, are you out for yourself all the time, are you greedy, does power infatuate you, have you read the ancient scriptures, at the very least have you tried to become wise…

The young man sighed, he looks brow beaten, why did I ask he wonders?. The old prophet recognizes the goodness in the young soul, how they deal with all the distractions, it’s a miracle they made it here.

Cheer up young man, you are going to live a great life, you have taken the first step, you asked for help. Pray and dedicate your life to seeking wisdom, and all will be fine. The young man burst into a smile, the frown gone. He was being bullied for having “strange beliefs”, having faith in the world above, he seemed not to fit in.

Solomon sighed, across the world there were many on the road to wisdom, and they needed all the help there is, he pauses, great signs usually follow such requests. The lady in the chair, those praying for healing help, those on the path needed guidance from above. A given he smiled, the changes were continuing, amen.

Jesus and His Brothers and Sisters

Recognized fact, Jesus had and has family, it’s written in the ancient books, more than a few references, imagine, the child with Spirit, has none of the modern day influences in his life, spirit has time to find deep roots, so few temptations, Where’s Jesus shouts his mother when one of the brothers comes in after a hard day in the fields, isn’t he supposed to be helping you, the brother shakes his head, he’s in the synagogue ma, again she sighs, a few of the brothers accompany the mother, Ma, what are you going to say, he has to eat with his own brothers now and again, the difficulties families have, an everyday experience…

What made Jesus connect with so many, he didn’t set himself apart, saw everyone equally, Jesus and his brothers and sister, the stuff his mother had to put up with, where is he now?, and in terms so simple said it was inside you, all that was good and bad, it’s your choice, amen.

Putting a smile on the face of children, a real one, is something to be taken so seriously, amen. Ah ma, i’ll be home in the next half hour, these geezers with the long beards are slow in the up take, they need learning mam, you tell ’em son!