The Woman

She is a refugee, she hasn’t much, she does what she has to do, she has to feed herself. Her heart is big, she has relatives back home, she saves what she can, knowing what circumstances they live in. The money isn’t big, fifty dollars here, twenty dollars there, 100 when the times are good, she does what she has to do, the woman.

It’s a busy Friday night, the men are hungrier than ever, they like the fact she has a color, it’s more of a thrill for them. They empty they pay they go home, she puts her money in her sock, it’s safer there, by the time it gets to her village, it will be enough to feed them all, that woman, what is she doing, the days and nights have been hard.

They judge her those that pass, do you do the risky stuff some ask, how much. A veritable toe rag in the eyes of many, to be used and passed over, forgotten like she has no use, that woman. Many judged too simply, many rush to conclusions, Solomon thought of Jesus, what would he say or do, he’d certainly think less of those that judge her, the way so many do.

Remember Rehab, she found favor with God, for helping defeat the enemy. No one came to judge her afterwards, after knowing her profession before; tut tut, Solomon sighed, a mother feeds her children, while 25 trillion rests off shore, who do you think God will support, that woman of course, amen.

Sources of Wisdom

It was a spiders web, so many connections you just can’t escape it, wisdom. Solomon was listening to an old prophet, the music from his lips the mood of his heart, he recalled to himself as he listened, that the wisdom of ancient scripture was just as described, the problem was, that those passing on the religious message got lost in their thoughts, assuming them knew it better than those they were meant to serve. It wasn’t a criticism, it was just a human fact, and it gave further credence the old words of Jesus, the principle of being born again, relearning and getting a better understanding of what we thought we knew.

The absolutists thought that what they knew was it, and failed to pass on, the news, wisdom was a healthy tree a healthy river that kept on delivering. Every day was a source of wisdom, the songs on the radio, the newspaper headlines, it was all connected. He listened to music 50 years old, and what the prophet was saying, was more true now, than when the song was first written. So what sources of wisdom did you come across today, it was a question everyone ought to have asked themselves, at least once a week.

A young man in North Korea is the ultimate dictator, he wants to hold on to power at home, so starts a panic away from home, reminding his subjects, see what i can do. On a more simplistic level, perhaps we should have thought about such problems long before it came to this, seriously. well at least the neighbors were getting the three in the morning warning, did we actually help this guy!