Don’t Stone me!

the are so many anecdotes, so many ways to interpret those words, fuzzy head, rumbling speech, innocent woman, group of men around her, tied in a street. The exactness of the old teachers, and the ropes they tied to the human spirit, the exalted position they assumed, while they didn’t follow suit. What is it, to one set of folks it’s a relief job, i can’t get my head around it. then imagine, the teacher comes from afar, the tribes are always arguing, fighting and killing each other, one group in charge this century, a new one then comes along, the constant ache and fear, the lingering memories, the reminders, the history, do you remember what they did. In the midst of all this, along comes a fair leader, tries to include, wants the peace to last, adopts some compassionate practices, till one of his own becomes envious, the ex wife, the girlfriend, the brother, or a simple thief.  They take advantage of the kindness, and plan the end of the just leader, amen.

Stop, you are doing this all wrong, you follow the rules but you still don’t listen, it’s the voice of Jesus, we haven’t heard this before. They stop arguing, listen awhile, it hits an inner truth, they can’t ignore it.  If only you knew what you could do, once you stay close to the Father. How easy to imagine it, the wandering prophet, who out of nowhere comes with a wisdom they have not heard before. He points to the teachers of the law of Moses, you have to practice what you preach, you can’t serve God and mammon, it’s not possible, lets get rid of this man, he’s upsetting our get rich plans, turbulence, amen. The message was simple he said, it wasn’t a long list of prohibitions, it was respect for Love, good deeds, and honor for the father, amen. Is it really that easy, well stone me then.

Children of the world

Two children play in the rubble, soldiers and hero’s, one holds a wooden AK47, they are more popular than cars, overhead a drone watches, it’s been doing it for years, and what was once a destroyed building, a solitary construction, has now spread to the entire block, but being children, playing and make belief is their fun time, they just use the experience they are accustomed to, and the resources they have at hand. Their parents can’t work, access to the work place is by permit, and the live in the wrong neighborhood.

A young girl bobs her head, she is watching the dance on the screen, she has a smart phone, is doing what her friends are doing, they will all leave a comment and chat about it later, it’s the world they are used to, they are doing what they are accustomed to.

A man of God, arrives on earth, the Holy Spirit is sent, from that far off place that is near at hand, he tries to explain, this life is a leasing agreement, it’s not yours to begin with, you are given a starting point and your goal is to find your way through the maze ,and find use for the love in your heart. he backs up his words with miracles.

imagine today, the number of children under pressure, apart from the tragedies they are exposed to, all of us are exposed to, and trying to make sense of it, and getting advice from those who know nothing about the root causes of so many of the issues, well, they can point out what is wrong but seemly can never do anything about it.

Then imagine a world, where love dominates the agenda, understanding is as normal as breathing, and exploitation is a thing of the past, and the only connection you have to the darkness, are your deeds or non deeds. One reason why Jesus preached forgiveness, it killed hatred. And children don’t need to be reared with hatred. Solomon was trying to make sense of the world. Affirmations and signs. 23,000 dropped dead in the desert when those delivered from slavery, offended Moses. Solomon saw many signs, many of them, there is a power, a mighty power, that is everlasting, and there were those who wanted to limit that knowledge. Each generation could turn the situation around, if they were taught how to love, how hard was that. the children of the world deserved better, all of them, amen. Children follow example, don’t they!.

Spirit Flows

It moves, i can feel it, it’s all around me, can’t you see it, she wondered if they were listening, her friends came to visit her, she was in a hospital for the mentally traumatized, they could not understand, they were not believers. Solomon wondered how many such souls were incarcerated, hidden away from the world, for the thoughts they held, the belief they held dear. He thought of those places, where people were picked up, for no good reason, just because they professed their faith in the above. Solomon wondered how the early Christians felt, and then read the story of Islam, and the wisdom of the green goblet, written to remind us of days like these. God acts in the strangest of ways, to remind the living of the challenge they faced, and the struggle to remain firm in the face of such obstructions. Keeping them from the general masses was a way of removing the threat of spiritual help from above, demons being well aware of the heavenly threat, as the seed of love was the connection point with God Most High. damage it, hurt it, demean it, abuse it, taunt them, harass them, imprison them, and eventually kill them. It was written, it was not going to be easy, just remember He said, if they hated me first, they will think the same of you, but don’t forget one thing. I will send the helper, the Holy Spirit, just believe and it will all work out, amen.

Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit. He prayed and it worked, remained on the path. In the Holy Name, those with the Spirit could cast out demons. Solomon demonstrated it regularly. Just remain in the zone and don’t give up, help is at hand. Once the Spirit is strong, there is help about. In the world, there were extremist forces hoping to harm the believers,  those who wanted the demon to remain in charge. Solomon was adding his prayer, defeat them heavenly father, send them a sign,

amen.

Sunshine

Love connects, the sun comes out, the heart heals, prayers are answered. Why doubt the possibilities, it was amazing. Solomon looked at the picture, he posted it 1,000 times, it’s real. the answer to a prayer, proof of divine intervention, what else did they need to know, zip.

Panic Attacks

can’t sleep, can’t think, I’m going to drown, i can’t eat, no buzz from the TV, the soaps no longer is attractive, can’t concentrate, chaos, it sounds like the morning of the super bowl, and your the quarter back, well it isn’t, the old guard have realized it’s no longer the same, and in some ways we have Donald Trump to thank, and the series of extreme thinkers, the political far right, they have wakened to world, and the heart is rising again in the strangest of places, amen. Okay, lets admit it, we don’t want the neat cappuccino set explain the world to us, and those who have their style guru advising them what to wear every morning, do we! Building their own Kingdoms while complaining about the current status of the competition, is in no ones interest only theirs. Ordinary people have come to realize they can have a say in matters after all, and isn’t that empowerment, as all the new age guru’s say. Perhaps you could be in Love, that’s another matter.

Solomon was after reading a story, and it reminded him of our need for Love and how easy it is to try to control it. In a nutshell, if you put the Love of God ahead of your own love, you have a perfect outcome. I’m seeing someone else she says, he hits a deep depression, rage anger sexual jealousy, I’ve lost her, I’ll get even, must ring the friends, warn them, panic attack, hot breath, deep chest movements, bitch, she is smiling as she says it too. Who is he, God she smiles, he suddenly relaxes, who can compete with that, no one, panic attack over, amen.

Did you hear me!

turn down the stereo, the phone rings, no one can hear, a thousand different voices, all hoping to be heard, sounds like hell, me, did you hear me, the constant drone. Picture it, the survivors retelling the story, the only witness’s to the horror, be it the Titanic, be it the horror of Auschwitz, the voices calling out, did you hear me. Then imagine Jesus, walking through a small village or town, the voices calling out, heal me, do you hear me, he walks on, but hasn’t ignored them, if they have faith, they will be healed, do you hear me, amen.

Many voices were calling out, shouting injustices, my cause, my rights, my needs. Then there were other voices calling out in silent prayer, thanking God for the blessings being poured out, do you hear me. Solomon listened to the world around him, every day was a gift, the scars on his body, reminders, i’m on my feet today, do you hear me. Only God Most High could have done it, do you hear, amen. The power of Faith, it was the story of Great Spirit, amen.

Filling The Void

no more empty spaces, those drab memories, love is not a competition, the winners are often the losers, it’s the heart that needs reminding, we are all gifts of a kind. Solomon was no fan of victim culture, and those who used emotional times to fund raise. how could anyone praise the need for their services, if those that attended them were those most in need, a new mentality was required,and that Christmas spirit was there to remind. So many worrying for a whole range of reasons, so many looking to the new year, forgetting

about the season, and it was hard to blame them. emotionally, these days remind us of love lost, those that have departed, those that went away but never came back, leaving the emptiness inside. Filling the void, was filling the heart with goodness not the hatred so many attach to. He saw miracles everyday, they wondered, why he thought, Just as the Great One promised, fill the void with Love, and watch the world transform around you, amen.