Love Those We Don’t Like — Jesus is the answer!.. re blog

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“Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children. And walk in love, as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us, a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.” – Ephesians 5:1-2 The call to imitate God sounds impossible. Yet, just as a small child imperfectly mimics a parent’s actions, disciples of Jesus copy him. […]

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The Prophets of God…

The celebration of Easter, the pageants, the elaborate preparations, the days of ceremony, how does it compare with the image of the man, dragging his cross through the narrow streets, his body showing the whipping it had received, the crowds along the street, leaning in, trying to catch a glimpse of the great pretender, as they would have been told, the blasphemer, what was in their minds, a mixture of pity and justice intermingled, the Eyes of Jesus imploring, is there none of you that will help, wondering what happened to his followers, the miracles he performed, a broken man.

Then the sudden changes in the weather, the earthquakes, the darkening sky, the response of the Holy Father in Heaven, this is what happened to the Spirit he sent in the form of man, the story of the vineyard told in the cruelest form, the prophecy made true, for those who believed that Jesus came from God. How did God react, the savior was murdered, they had paid no heed to the warnings despite seeing the miraculous, only to find out later, that they had indeed murdered another prophet of God, just as Jesus had told them. Beware of them he said.

Would the next holders of the Spirit do it any differently, would they be guardians of the Spirit, or would they too, behave as those who crucified had done. The big question, the years pass, the vanity of men in power, the usurping of the seat of saint peter, and advent of Protestantism, as the behaviour of the popes undermined the words of Jesus, even making themselves infallible, something even Jesus never did, always referring to the Father, and being humble despite having the power to do anything. In this mix, the creation of secret societies, to prevent the so called authority that enforced their will with the sword, from ever repeating the great harm again. amen

2020 What will you do different?

Two old Spirits, they hover around a table, invisible to those dining outside. They hear the conversations going, they are listening to the reality of peoples lives, trying to decide on what direction the planet is going; they are after all connected to the Eternal being. How do change things without upsetting anybody, it’s the crunch question. The abyss moment has been by passed, there is another opportunity for the human race, the demon Spirit has lost its hold on many lives, the internal changes are heading in the right direction , for the first time in a century. Our two old Spirits have been roaming the world; they are looking for the preferred model upon which to base the regeneration of the race; it’s the moment of the eternal bounty.

Balance, says the younger of the two spirits, balance. The older Spirit moves over to a table, a young child is playing with the salt and pepper, while the Mother reads the daily paper, not too fussed. The child is making a little bit of a mess, nothing that a single wipe of a tissue can’t fix, no trouble. The elder Spirit smiles, is back with his co spirit.

You were saying, balance, wasn’t that it.

The younger Spirit sighs, you always say that, why is that?

What!

You pretend you don’t hear then you repeat the question, that’s so infuriating!

Sorry, old teacher habit, I told that years ago, you never listen.

We’ve been arguing like this for centuries, where did that get us?

Can’t you focus anymore says the elder Spirit?

There is so much hyper activity going on.

There is always a lot of brain wave activity going on, it’s the human pulse at work. Unknown to the human race, the energy that is created has to go somewhere, it’s the same as your sex drive, it’s all about energy.

So what would you change asks the Younger Spirit, back in the zone….

Don’t you think they have over done the me thing this last fifty years, you know, it’s all about me stuff, when that gets into your head, it’s hard to realize the compassion you need, to read the signs calmly, this over dramatization is doing the heads in.

I’m 100% with you on that one!

Demons and Envy

Sow the doubts, create division, it’s so easy. The pharisee’s were very devout people, they were the first people of God, had the books, a line of prophets, but they were human after all. Along comes a threat, so they think, there is a power shift, same as an idol loosing the audience to a fresher act; the imagination can play strange games. In other words; how often do we stand aside for a better version of life; Jesus made it simple, the blah blah was too much, the rules too intense, they were misleading the people, they acted like lawyers, making it difficult to navigate, you have to do this on that day, this on the other day, wash like this, wear your hair like that, and it had to be male led.

Stop Stop Stop, this is doing the head, God lives in joy peace and harmony, not tied up in chains. Being a Samaritan, doing what decent people do, not those who are war mongrels, listening to the views of others, respecting differences in how you approach life, all this stuff was written 2,000 years ago and longer. Don’t you know that demons exist, and they play with your well being.

Solomon smiled, it being the anniversary of the passing on of a GREAT friend. He had moved to another orbit; but he would surely approve the words, amen. The gifts that we can pass on, rather than the baggage we hide inside us.

Fracking Fools

Oil guy big smile,

finance guy big sigh,

Put the rig over there,

Hard to hear clearly,

Chopper very noisy,

Million barrels a day,

Amazing the technology,

Pump in the chemicals,

Whoof the oil gas flew,

Water becomes polluted,

Nature reserve destroyed,

Land becomes useless,

A sore in everyone’s eye,

Mr President what’s up,

Energy independence he quips,

Fathers mind your children,

That was just an election boost,

Protester gets twenty years,

For upsetting the president,

Mother Nature howls,

A big freeze you want,

She looks to the sky,

God gives the directions,

Wind blows cold air,

Country freezes everywhere,

They wont frack around much now,

Mother nature is consoled,

For the time being anyhow,

Poisoning the water everywhere,

First the arctic now the rivers,

Can’t believe such stupidity,

Meanwhile chopper stops,

Rotors seize up,

Oil guy finance guy go down,

Pilot miraculously survives,

Two more incoming.

Gates of hell opened,

In the two guys fly,

The end.

Tyrants Anonymous meets..

The organizer, a three year old child, a little boy with a big heart. He heard a voice. Get them together, and tell them what you heard. The boy told his pals, we got God on our side, lets organize a meeting. So the first meeting of T.A was organized. Being organized by children, it attracted a most unusual crowd, what was the interest. They stretched around the corner, and ran for miles, the bullies.

The children look at each other, how are we going to deal with this lot. A tramp appears out of nowhere, I know where they are heading, a reversal of fortune, he says. The first will be last, the last will be first. That’s what Jesus said!.

Who are you the little kids said. I’m the overseer he replied. The children nod, That’s God or one of his close friends. You never know who you meet these days. Do Tyrants eat popcorn asked a voice, a young girl with entreprenerial skills. Well, we might as all well feed them, give them treats, before they have to visit that other place.

Tyrants Anonymous

You can’t be serious, you actually want to send me there, don’t you have any idea who I will meet, there will even be worse than me, and you know what that means. The Judge reaches over the bench. the tyrant won’t shut up, he signals to the clerk, will you gag this man, he thinks he can act the bully all his life and get away with it. The guard nods, a jar of sealing wax in his hand.

Close your mouth Sir, the tyrant obeys, mystified by the Holy Order, he is powerless to resist the will of Heaven, his time is up.

Sounds funny, women at home, terrified, countries in slave status, networks trying to control entire worlds, white collar crime behind walls of steel, and the list goes on. Solomon wondered what Solomon would have done 3,000 years before, if he had to decide on what to do will all the tyrants of the world. So many self help groups only added to confusion, the situation getting worse, the children stressed, so many mothers calling out, what do you do he wondered. Ask wisdom he sighed, she will come up with the answer. in the workforce, schools, everywhere you looked, bullying, how do we sort this one out he sighed. You have to love wisdom, amen.