Good job! Well done. Thank you. Music to our ears. All of us enjoy–even need– to be acknowledged, our own efforts rewarded with a bit of praise. All too often people fail to give these loving words– a stinginess or envy drying them on bitter lips. Listen well, my brothers and sisters. Our words hold […]Praise — Source of Inspiration
Tap on the shoulder, she is in the line, has been selected, everyone knows what that means, this life is over, the others look on her with pitiful eyes, hoping not to draw attention to themselves. Head down she joins the others selected, their figures,waif thin, not from dieting or the model runway, this is the real stuff, no food, starved, over worked, and then finished off like a wounded animal,when no longer useful. Is this a description of euthanasia you wonder, the fate of caste women and children, it could be the last war, it could be the martyrs, whatever, how would you feel, tap on the shoulder, amen.
Humans do horrible things, it’s been going on a long time. So the angels come every generation, hoping to fill us with new ideas and hope, raising the awareness of the Holy Books, while some get visions, warnings. Another fruit cake, you throw the paper down, where is the coffee, you hold out your cup, your on the stock pages, you never think of what the end will be, it might usurp your confidence,reign in the ego and stuff, you know what I mean.
Here is another load, the welcoming committee, death is never the end, something that is undeniable, why though, do we ignore it though. Hand back the Mercedes, the house, the pension fund, the paintings, you can’t lug it into Heaven if your called. well…
What will you do, amen
You have all heard the stories, every now and again, a woman escapes from slavery, all hope gone, her family having given up, law enforcement too, so many simply disappear, the voiceless, Solomon had the feeling they were all going to be released, while the demon fought to stay alive, knowing that doom was around the corner,every given day. The signs from above, the numbers repeating, revelations,and miracles, while the Holy Names are on the lips of many. Something is happening, and those who were beyond normal decency with no conscience’s at all, were having the modern day nightmare, their greatest threat had arrived, while the Spirit of God traversed the earth, amen. A light that can never be put out. The eternal flame as some call. Time to be somewhat humble and repent, as the signs say.
Solomon had the gift from above, that is only possible from divine favor, nothing else. He hoped those in the Spiritual influence bracket, were reflecting on the Holy Words, and how those who mislead and use the Holy Name to over power others, those who genuinely seek the light of Hope, are often taken advantage of, by those who are well taught on how to take advantage of the vulnerable. He hoped they were acquainted with the words Eternity, all those old books were not a publishing exercise,there were no books, no agents either, amen.
How can we help those trapped, and how can you turn the tables on all that is evil. Getting to the nub of the issue; Create the space inside, seek wisdom, and even if you love the earth, tree, birds, and all the rest, always give first thought to the One who made it all possible.
Mars day, rover got to Mars, it’s all very interesting. One day on Mars, how about a day in the Temple with Jesus, ears open, hoping to hear words of inspiration. No TV, no reporters either, but plenty of Spies, trying and hoping to find fault with the words being spoken, recording them on tablets for others to HEAR, Imagine Jesus,seeing the spy, shakes the head, at least he won’t go home uneducated. The crowd gets bigger,the words are exciting, meanwhile,a few pharisee’s, sneak closer, they too, getting rubbed inside, their hearts opening to the revelations.
Advice for religious practitioners of all types; How do you interpret the early teachings, do you pass them on by pure rote, or have dug into their full meaning. Well, if Rover got to mars, maybe their is the big visit on Here, just saying, amen..
For a start, Men and women are equals, Jesus, 2,000 years ago. Amen
There are those who will plot to steal from you,and some will succeed,but don’t allow their attitude to become yours. The signs are appearing in the Sky, I have witnessed so many, and much more. So, in these troubling times, try to be understanding. Rushing to Judgement was a regular exercise in the past, and in many cases, it was a grave mistake in many cases, try to understand.
A lot is spoken of racial division, and there is underlying hurt, and that is not easy to deal with. But if you honestly look, with open eyes, and not using the opinions of those who comment, they are mainly full of prejudices. Their own bias informs them. However, when you see what TV exposes, I mean TV of the thirties and forties, when many people were denied their rights, if you watch closely, you will see how minds were programmed to get many to assume, that white was the color of choice for all that is good. Minds absorb what is presented to them, particularly, when young. We all have a need to belong, amen.
Educational awareness works, and in these times, we have all the time to understand, why we think the way we do. When you give in to the opinions of others, without seeking the truth, it usually ends up in a mess, try to understand. Amen
NO, Jesus the Teacher, you accept it or you don’t. In very few words, He told the apostles, the Comforter will be sent to help us, while he is away, and that Helper, is the Holy Spirit. No idols too, what does that mean you imagine; in a nutshell, all Praise to the One who made life possible.
Why did he preach forgiveness to the Apostles, any clues, in a nutshell, Cleanses the Spirit, and allows the full working of the Holy Spirit. Any clues why, or as the old Russian proverb says, an eye for an eye leaves everyone, blind, amen.
Those who abuse their position, why the warning to them, and very direct too, any ideas, or the words, how the blind leading the blind, leaves everyone following, in the ditch, amen.
Jesus came to teach us the way to the Father; it wasn’t a concert, it wasn’t fame, it wasn’t pride. Jesus did give hope and comfort to the oppressed, and he particularly chose women role models, such as the orphan/widow who gave the two bits from her purse, who is remembered to this day.
Jesus the comforter, no, allow yourself to be fooled, that is written about too. But adopting the teachings of Jesus, will bring you great comfort, amen.
The alarm sounds, the klaxon, bodies head for the shelters,the lucky ones. Children hold their hands over their ears, the noise too terrifying, the missiles drop on the nameless,while the so called heroes will be the ones we recall, years later, what a movie, amen.
Madness, how the truth is inverted, amen.
The supply of munitions limitless, the missiles drop and drop,until all that is left, ruble.
What is the lesson, amen
You ought to be, the world devoid of leader ship, the only semblance of normality, in Europe, the least nationalistic environment on the planet today, a family of different cultures and languages, working together, the fat ego’s non existent, the news believable , no double talk, no putting down of any of the member nations, despite the efforts of the extremists to unhinge the so called experiment, confused.
more noise in the corridors of power, neat be-speckled professional life time lobbyists want it their way, the wages are heavy, the rewards serious, purely material, acting as if they live in a Godless world, well, they are not thinking of wisdom, self interest their rule book, amen.
Isaiah wrote a long time ago, and being the Prophet of God that Jesus referred to most of all, surely, the answers to our issues, are in his words, amen.
Collateral damage, besides those who live there, are ancient, they don’t have a press agent and so their lives don’t matter. The men nod, the presentation, the famine is on the way, the excuses, the men nod again, people die, another voice adds, remember world war two, this village, is only a blip, they have decided to bleach the forest, military style, clearing the way, the native Indians, collateral, we will build schools for their descendants, a laugh in the room, thinking of others, is never for moral reasons, everything is expendable, including the Amazon forest, no consequences.
Networks fighting for control, this is not Mexico, this is business, big cheer in the office, one of them pulls out a bag of coke, the others are amazed, not surprised, they didn’t realize the old man approved, they look at each other, no consequences.
Solomon saw the destruction of Spirit, or more accurately, the dearth of Space, that is if you follow the ancient teachings. He recalls the movie, a good looking woman with the hint of the exotic, is trying to warn the United Nations, about the consequences of the tree cutting in the Amazon, it’s from the eighties, thirty odd years, she reminded him of Jane Fonda, the activist ,no consequences please.
TPG dudes, what do you mean. Time, if you are not in a rush, you might learn something, Patience, sometimes you have to wait that’s all, ever hear of child birth, guidance, did you ever see how a small child imitates, it’s how they learn. Solomon sighed, there was so much vitriol on the screen, anger, violence, from men with so called civil manners, who were thinking of the impact their words were having on the audience listening. Solomon wondered, what did the God of the Holy Prophets make of them, deliberately inciting hatred, in order to gain popularity. He recalled the days of Moses, and how the chosen heirs, had lost their divine protection, when they returned to worship the God of the Material only. Patience, Time and Guidance, it needs to be put in motion, not just spin.
The old lady hasn’t the speedy recall of days of old, it’s just a case of having a lot of memories in there, and as the total builds up and the pressure is applied, its easy to get confused; often it’s just a case of patience. Same as the old horse who set records when in his full health, the legs are there, the tail wags, the oats taste sweet, it’s just that the hips are a little sore, time.
We lived in a world, where it was all push, fast, now, no tomorrow, results today, no time to pause, same as on a busy street during rush hour, can’t stand still, and then having to contend with bullying in your work place, little wonder the world had gone out of sync. More time, more patience, better guidance, amen.