Jesus in the Desert

Amo was teaching his class of young hopefuls, the Season of lent had become them, he was trying to explain it, there was so much confusion, long prayers and lists of words, what did it all mean, how do you fill a young mind with wisdom that will stay, do you bore words of repetition into their heads, do you argue like a lawyer until you wear them out, knowing they will grow tired and just give up, can you enforce them. Amo knew of the existence of God, had no doubts as to the power of Spirit, he had a dream the night before, a friend from a past life, came to explain, excuse his behavior and deceitful

ways, knowing that Amo was connected as they say. How do you justify yourself in your relationship with God. It was a question on the minds of many. Learning to forgive is wisdom personified.

In the Desert, Jesus wanders, free from the bias of the world, no favorites, only survival or death, it requires a lot of trust, so into the Hands of his father he throws his lot, this will end great or I will lose my mind, every problem you can imagine will greet me, I will soon find out, you survive it.

It’s going to be the opening statement, leave the resentment behind you, start from fresh, same feeling you get, when you are delivered from a life defying moment, relief and thanks, especially when it is unexpected. When it happens twice, you have a double reason, perhaps because we all doubt, because we all need reassurances, we are all children after all.

Amo, had a few lines of thought, more than one type of fly as if he was a master fisherman, a fly for every occasion. If the container is full of dirt and dangerous thoughts, harmful to the Spirit, did you insurance run out, worries. The stuff that fills the head, all that we learned and the stuff passed on. Lent or times of reflection, allow us the time and space to clean up, one way of putting it. If we don’t clean it out, the head, the stuff that remains inside us, is the same as dirt that attracts all sorts of bad things.

Amo sighed, he needed to think more, but he smiled, the class was listening.

 

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