Our World

One parent, a working mother, a father that rarely visits, who loves you baby, the lament of many young hearts, am i not good enough, might as well try the internet, least i’ll find some friends there. He scrolls the page, clicks and flicks, millions are doing it daily, probably more, self serving celebrity, pours out the drama, hey, i have another follower, the positive you know, the kid doesn’t know.  The dark mind, reads the heads, has a little help from the demon, knows how the spirit works, lead them on, push them over the cliff, got you. A game they called it,  Solomon was reading the text line on the TV, the online bullying saga was getting more press, it wasn’t a recent issue, been going on for years, at least it was the news, did they forget the obvious, society needs to readjust, to set new guidelines, children need parents not child minders amen.

Years before he listened to criticism of the closed society, and how it wanted to limit the free for all access to the online world, and how the so called society in question and all its’ past issues were suddenly highlighted again, in order to kill thought on the subject, access to the online world. A little organisation could fix this he sighed, if they could send space ships and land them on the moon, what was the problem with a little cyber patrol, just saying. So many children lacked the full support so many took for granted today, our world had changed, amen. A

positive imagination got positive results.

Where’s The Bread

Solomon wondered what the ancient scriptures meant, spent time working them out, after all, many conflicts were started over the misinterpretation of same, and any light on the situation might help the problem from not repeating. Organised religion was too worried about organisation and regulation to give it serious thought, not surprising, their differences seemed to get wider, while they all offered praise to God Most High. You fed me, you gave me shelter, you healed my thirst, you were there for me, basically, you were a friend, amen. was it that simple. How many careers were made by those pretending to be devout, how many politicians found their power from it’s clout. How many chose the side they thought would win, where’s the bread you mean, amen.

Power

Scheming politician, wants to get to the top, demon, knows he can use him, knows how to arrange the job, fills him with pride, gives him ideas that are not his, fills him with ego, even helps him to get high, spots the power people in the arena, those in society that have influence and are listened to.  Over eager church leader, wants to spread the news, is willing to use any means, uses the excuse of ancient wars, they died then so what about a little deceit now. Power Man of God, of real spirit, entertains all who believe, does not restrict himself to those of a particular faith, is the good Samaritan. Church leader complains, it’s a dinner party, the election is in the near future, anything i can help you with asks the politician, he intends to be in power for his entire life, know he needs the support of the Church Leader if he is to achieve it, the people are afraid of this man, he has spies in every neighborhood, do him a favour and he’ll repay you well, it’s one of his charms.

“We can’t allow him anymore success, he supports the others” The others are good believers, they just have a few differences when they are dictated to and when power is visibly abused, they are true followers of the words of Jesus, Samaritans.

Plans are made to undermine, the flow of the Holy Spirit is interfered with, the politician gets his way, the church leader gets his victim, dominance is the way forward, they have absolute power, amen.

Many years later, the politician and the church leader are on the floor, their power taken away, while the Spirit of the good Samaritan rises to the top again, fools are those who think they can usurp the power of God. Solomon was recalling real time events, and how the Great God levels the playing field. He noticed lately, how those of so called good standing had tried to plant insecurity into his life, when they should have been doing the opposite. There is a God of Heaven and Earth, something he could remind them of, with a few simple words, amen. Don’t covet power but seek wisdom instead, amen.

Open Minds

We’ve been doing it this way, he stares at the near empty theater, is wasn’t always like this, do you remember the glory days, yeah he smiles, looking up, those were the times, what happened asked his friend, he shrugs, he has the answer but does  not want to respond, complacency greed and ego if you please, taking for granted what was a gift after all. We were the masters, everyone wanted to know us, who got in the door, they had to thank us, yeah, ..he sighs, what did we throw away.  His friend pats him on the back, there will be good times again, next time when we find that

Spirit again, we’ll mind it.

Solomon was remarking on how life and our mistakes was peppered all over the place, the warnings, events where other things go wrong, did we learn anything, what would we do if we got the chance to do it all again, be a bit wiser i suppose. The empty heart was no different to that empty hall, the empty church, the unheard needs of the poor. God laid down so many examples it was almost blinding. He surmised, if there is a need for change it will appear in so many places, it did, and that’s coming from above, amen.

Consistency

Are you reliable, do you change depending on who you meet, are you the same before lunch or evening dinner, do you put on the act, do you try to sound sincere and right, good at the smile are you, had good acting lessons, whatever it was, Solomon was confused. Over the years he heard so many outcries about so many crises, from so many different faces, many of them celebrity faces, does that sound rhythmic, i suppose, not trying to sound anything but honest

actually. But when all is said and done, wasn’t consistency what made your mother’s dinner so enjoyable, they always tasted good, morning afternoon or night, same with wisdom from above, always consistent, amen.

The YO YO Affect

It’s called the YO YO affect, you make an unpopular decision, and they simply cut you off. Elderly man with children, meets really interesting younger woman, his wife is deceased and he has a generous estate. She’s after his money, Dad is a fool, when really they are saying, she’s after our money, so them seem to think. If he marries her, where does that put it. The children gang up on the father, Solomon called it the yo yo affect. In politics it’s no different, you make a decision based on moral grounds, and the party turns against you, it’s no different till you repent and change your mind. When the all powerful are threatened, they are no different, and probably an awful lot more sinister. How many good men and women had been prematurely retired only God knows, but the tracking of the assassinations of Mr Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Robert Kennedy and streams of others, across the world, removed from the world, because they threatened the all powerful, would lead one to conclude, that this sinister body of the all powerful, felt as if they could just about get away with anything, including the funding, and ending of wars.  Solomon imagined there was not a single true believer among them, but many millions beholden to them, because of the yo yo affect. Having had a visit from the Holy Spirit, wasn’t it time to remind these titans of their heavenly “duties” amen. If many felt powerless before, they would never feel powerless again. The signs were all over the place, David was going to topple Goliath again.

Wouldn’t it be so cool….

the year is 2017, the hopes of divine help rise, signs in the sky, upheaval in the old seats of power, change and challenge, old prophesy comes through, Ezra and more, blessings being poured out, and the Spirit of God gets stronger as faith rises. In the corner, extremists with serious business interests scent opportunity, they plan to harm people, privately they are trying to encourage misguided terrorists to act, do their bidding for them, upset the masses, get them to run to us for cover. Imagine it, God Most High gets word of the extremists true intentions, and turns their plans in on them. While in a church a group of ill people gather for a healing and a blessing, and when they get home, they find they are getting cured, would it not be cool. Imagine the affects the one event would have on the entire world, breath taking, amen.