We’ll report you….

The great fear of the dispossessed, the fear of betrayal, well, if I report you, he drops the words casually, she wonders if he is serious, he knows exactly the anxiety he is causing,and the fear, he wants control, she does as she is told, can’t win this argument, not yet. If only, there were more Samaritans, well, if this applies to you, there is great help out there. This form of threat and abuse, is being dealt with,compassionately, it’s in the pages, and the good women of the world, are not putting up with it. Trust has been replaced with fear, that’s just a tool, the extremists have been using, and cause it’s mainstream, it’s impossible to forget. When your emotionally wounded, it’s not possible to think objectively, but relax, there is a huge amount of help out there, AND major signs are arriving from Heaven, yes, the words of the prophets are on many lips, and there is huge fear now, among those who do harm, amen.

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Refugee Girl

She stands with the older women, no permit no job, no food, no life, the refugee girl, how she would benefit if those off shore tax havens didn’t exist, the dictators who forced her to run, do we need them, of course not. As Jesus said, you can’t have two master,he was referring to money and God,it was incompatible. Those of the Spirit, don’t allow yourself to be swayed by sweet arguments.

She finds a rest, a man who treats her with respect, she is over the moon, can sleep at night without worrying, amen.

Jesus has words we all know well, how often do we apply them is the question to ask oneself. Solomon saw the signs, there could be no doubts. The Kingdom of God is real, what are the consequences of that, well, it’s the most important question you’ll answer, only with your deeds, amen.

Happy Mothers Day

Rejoice, there is talk of change in off shore tax shelters,meaning, more help for schools, teachers,and better support for all mothers. Well, as Jesus used the words of Isaiah, regularly, it was the words the prophet used, that Jesus reiterated, as if to say, with pure words from the prophet, we can re engineer the entire world, well, there is precedent for it, amen, with the word,the world became, with the word, the world changes, and with the word, well, lets use them carefully,amen.

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Q’ANON

Conspiracy theories, it was only the government that created all the mistrust. 1% control the other 99%, those making decisions to-date are so removed from reality, and there is an expected showdown, according to all the Holy Books, and they point to now, these times. Signs appearing from the skies, children seeing angels, light and revelations, while the words of the prophets are being made real.

If there is doubt, it’s the silence of those in power. lets hope Mr Biden and his new team, have the gravitas, to see to the core of the issues, how so many have been played with, for such a long time. A new world in the making, kindness not oppression, a fare distribution of wealth, and less of the babble of celebrity noise, when the facts are rarely researched, but that fulfills the junkie media needs, of faces before their offerings, as if they are offering help, while climbing the greasy pole. Whom do they serve, almost entirely themselves, amen.

Anniversary Healing

Tragedy the feeling, the loss immense, families, their lives in a trance, as the feelings of hurt return, how else can you deal with it, the impossible happened, a tale repeated on many levels, by different peoples across the world, a song is sung a ballad, commemorates a sad event, the martyrs, could be Irish Men fighting for their freedom, could be those reliving the horrors of the second war, there is so much to grieve about, and so much reliving of the past. Anniversaries.

History teaches us, that things can go awry in the minute before us, the ship is heading across the Atlantic, the guests enjoying sleep, hours later half of them are dead in the water, Moses is on the mountain, he returns to the camp, those who gave up on him, the habits, the tragedy that followed soon after, the Hebrews wandering through the desert, forty long years, there is so much pain we have to get through at times, is it ever going to be enough.

How do you deal with it all, she moves in the morning, feels the pain, it’s the same feeling every day, how do you deal with it. Solomon sighed, the power to Heal, is within us, and is why we are asked to forgive, those thoughts of angst fill us with dread, the same way a mind can become depressed, there is going to be no change, same as it always is, so we think.

Leave a living legacy that encourages hope, that those coming behind you, will be able to learn from, not grow angry from, sometimes, we allow ourselves be overcome by hurt and fear, and that cuts us off from the power to heal. Solomon encountered the divine help on multiple occasions, and had good reason to believe in the higher love, it took practice, but it works, amen.

Comfort Zone

Safe opinions, no out of the way comments, they love gossip, stray, get back in line, the world and it’s picture of itself, far away fields, the images in the head, what are you doing they ask, if your up there they want to aspire, if your down there, they want perhaps to change you, if your career choice isn’t outwardly rewarding, they want to warn you, and if you have lofty expectations, they want to drown you, what is the comfort zone.

Choices are tough, and making ones that are outside the comfort zone, it’s even harder. In the unrealistic world that was, the over consumption of resources that are finite, the wasting of an environment that was struggling, it’s easy to hide among the crowds, and believe there is nothing you can do about it, your just one person, fall into the line, do as told, you don’t expect us to help you, do you?

The early martyrs faced the same predicament, and chose to believe in the God of Jesus, he did miracles after all, and taught wisdom with authority, not as a mantra of prayers, rather simple, the Spirit inside you, don’t let it become depressed, and don’t let your conscience over power you.

Times of great difficulty, there are changes afoot, everyone is being asked to think before they act, unusual advice, consider others, don’t be critical. If you read the parables of Jesus, this is explained clearly, your brothers and sisters of faith, don’t attach themselves to religions, they live the words, and leaving your comfort zone can help. When the Spirit is with you, you are never alone, despite the skepticism of friends and those that think they know you, sometimes they are too anchored to the past, amen.

Mothers and Our World

What we take for granted, well she is the one who always hangs around, the one voice we can turn to, as if God Himself was alive inside of everyone. The miracle of birth, and there are those who claim they have been put down, it’s usually those who have had to deal with pain, the grievances that have to find a way out. Solomon reflected, His Own Mother being a fine lady, the face that you could seek out without worry or care. Those were the days, and what child was afraid to tell his or her mother anything or ask for anything. I suppose it’s why there is such worship for the Mother of the Lord, the woman who bore Him.

Today, Solomon sighed, with a few tears, how there were many little ones, afraid or made fearful of telling their mother what needed to be said, the mountain of fears poured into the general media, getting a lodging place inside very delicate hearts, it was a mute point, missed by all the so called experts. If you are afraid to tell your mother, what happens to that stuff you need to let out from inside you. The media had over cooked itself, and sowed such harm, they needed to take a leaf out of Solomon’s book of wisdom, who was and is trusted by God, every word you speak will be used against you.

Even the online world had to ask itself, had it any responsibility, or did they all play the silent game, as if they were trying to avoid the truth. Solomon encountered the Great Spirit, no boast, just a reminder to all, the Kingdom of God is inside you, learn fast, amen.

Technogenics

Technogenics, well how else do you describe it. James hadn’t heard the word, it wasn’t far from eugenics, but with a technical twist. The modern world was good AT coming up with new words to explain things; there was texteese of course, the new form of short hand, twittereese, short version twitter, and there were the different ways your interests were fished; was that the right term, fishing, or was it a word used to describe theft online, hard to say, in a nutshell the more we know about you the better we can help you, or if your a robber, the more we know about you the easier it is to rob you, perspective of the thief, and in a world where, technology allows for the easy theft of resources from other human beings, Solomon thought that a NEW TERM be devised, to explain this new phenomenon; dare we say, Technogenics.

If you lose your instincts to think, you stop thinking, if a machine does all those all your thinking for you, you lose you ability to think; it’s all connected. The doomy gloomies would blame the techy companies; but wasn’t it just a case of pure laziness on the part

of the consumer, who wanted a simpler life and more time for other things?.

Protected Girl

It’s dangerous outside, there are those you have to fear, we are going to keep you close to us, so will have nothing to fear. But I want to become a mountain climber she says; No NO, her parents say, listen to your father. Another dream dies, she is afraid or made afraid, no matter what direction she looks. At the end of her days, she is like her Parents, afraid of everything, the protected girl.

Solomon sighed; there were those who were worldly wise, but not wise in the real meaning of the world; their children were reared in a world which was not the world at all, more a cage. Everything was laid on, the help, special teachers, even friends like herself; they never came into contact with real people. How can you empathize, when your heart is in a splint all the time.

Dictatorships are easy to achieve.

Solomon sighed, a friend, who was learning the road, who started in the slow lane, had her confidence stolen from her. He recalled the laughter, and the fun, he recalled the times he had the parties when everyone was gone, and the life that came into the old house, and how the Spirit is revived, amen. Lucky person, don’t give up, life is today, and it’s full of surprises waiting for you, amen.

Who Am I

The questions in the hearts of many, what is my life, who am I, why do I exist, what is my purpose. Seated in a cafe, outside of course, no borders exist, we all breathe the same air, enjoy the same sun, she twiddles her thumbs, she has come a long way, crossed many borders, had adventures you want to forget, had to sell herself, we all need to be fed, and a hungry child doesn’t ask where the dinner came from, the little eyes look up at you, for me they ask.

The time of the arrival of Christmas, a festival of praise, our way of giving thanks to God. She looks at the men and women passing by, their arms holding bags, it reminds her of the time, when all her possessions could be held in them, apart from the child she held to her heart. Who Am I, she keeps on asking.

An older man passes by, catches her eye, and smiles at her. Her fears are put at ease, he is not one who will betray me, she can see it. Who Am I.

Refugees, immigrants, women seeking shelters, children seeking example, Solomon was reminding himself of past times, the race to buy the last gift, wondering what they might think of him, did he spend enough. Years later, he sits with two codgers, he having escaped death in this life by divine intent, no longer worried what others thought of Him, think about it, the One who made life real for us all. Who Am I, a child of God he said as he passed her by.