Ezra

Can you imagine the situation, Men appearing in places, with gifts of the Spirit, and this a recurring act, as the prophets appear, each one, reminding the people, There is God, get back on track, don’t turn your back to eternal life. Old scripture is full of words to this affect, there are many of them. Ezra, his words, 2,700 years old, but still relevant. The days are hot, the people toil on the land, there is a great commotion, the Prophet issues a warning, the others in the town wonder, what is this for.

Ezra, was he right about the trumpet, who was the angel that he talked to, why did he go out to a field where there had been no human life, why was he chosen to be a messenger of God. Greta Thunberg, the young environmentalist, address’s the rich and famous of the world at Davos, to some it’s grand standing, there are those using the marketing opportunity to convince the young, that something concrete is being done, saying stop, don’t get annoyed, we know there are two billion of you, while in davos, there is only the numbers, that would fill a medium sized village, that’s a great difference in numbers. If all those affected by the so called harm and injustice, ever got together, there would be no need for Davos.

So Ezra listens to what the Lord tells him, Ezra pleads, why Lord. Then the wisdom is passed on, it says simply, there is very little that you understand, just accept it, and as for priority, there is more interest in what is common, than what is rare, so do you really think you are that clever. No says Ezra, there is much to learn.

Being independent, Ezra, he goes to a quite place, arranges for what he has to write down, passes on the wisdom. That was when the time was 2 and a half terms from the completion of the world cycle, which was cut shorter still, with the arrival of Jesus.

Interesting reading, Ezra.

Mental Illness Fatigue

Cant eat, can’t sleep, twisting in the bed, no interest, lethargic, don’t even wanna dress, food, no appetite, strange thoughts too, and no interest in my face book page either, the Doctor nods, any other symptoms, She pauses, what more can there be, does he listen at all. I am going to prescribe some medications he says. She wants to hit him, is this it, it this all he can say, I’m going to prescribe medication. She is in Love.

Solomon wondered how it was possible to tell someone with a mental health issue, to wait three months or six months, for a therapists appointment, while the condition just worsened in the time in between, as if the mind harm would just go away. Is this it, is this how we deal with mental health issues.

Ever visit a patient or friend down in the dumps, ever wonder about it, most of the time all they need is time, a voice, a listener, a chance to reset the mind clock. It isn’t rocket science.

Corruption, the money they stole, the services that never arrived, and the promise thereafter, we will never do that again. God is mercy, God is compassion, but there is a limit, and when we start of undo our own well being, well…..if so many are experiencing stress and anxiety and seeking forms of escape, it would make one assume, that the entire planet was a head case, from which so many were trying to escape.

 

2020 Vision

Less distraction more action, she was used to his ways, he  was always side tracking the issue.  It became her talk, she being a mother, didn’t have time for pride to overtake her, the needs of others overcoming her, for she was born to love, being a mother from the day she was born.

Solomon listened to the news, the cat calls at the young protesters, and the disdainful comments of those who should know otherwise, how silly of them. The Global environment was a ship in the middle of a storm, pushed side to side against each approaching wave, the good captains and queens, working earnestly to keep the ship afloat, similar to the carers everywhere, just doing it, for goodness sake,  for no other reason.

He sighs, should they not be encouraging the young to get involved in these healthy pursuits, why the resistance. Did they see, those in power seats, did they see an appeal  in the young something so many seemed to be blind to. Solomon prayed, may we have 2020 vision, and see what has to be done, may the schemes of the extremists and the deceivers implode on them alone, and those who encourage all that is wrong… The Sun burst from the clouds, the Heavens were talking, put it in writing He said. Solomon wondered what else where was to do, being wise he hoped, he decided to wait, patience was a virtue few possessed, while the world expected the opposite, instant results, amen.

Solomon sighed, who was it, the prophets names, Isaiah, yeah, he prayed for rain, golly, there is power in His words.

Assassinations in Iraq, Donald Claims credit, talk of war increases, the words of wisdom speak…

I was trying to avoid war pleads Blair, does the guy ever give up, God Most High shrugs, lets him mouth on a moment or two, there is a long list. What did they do about the image from above, he asks Peter.

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They can build bombs, arrange PR, interfere, I want to see immediate responses, and I don’t care for another excuse. Peter is nervous, knows the tone. The divine radar is switched on. Delay it, he can’t. Hears the report, seems they sought more evidence, were unsure. He can’t report that. A major change in the top department is a real possibility. He hears the stories of change, it’s just the same old story, the mind gamers are at it full time. Decapitation of the demon and his, her friends are promised. A report came in, the child was let down again, and the threat he suffered only worsened, the Spirit inside seriously harmed. It’s a pain in the heart and God Most High will not tolerate it.

A worried Peter is unknowing; he has been interceding for a long time, but is stuck for a reason, and the plague that has been ongoing for too long, has been allowed to drift on, when they could have acted. The cosmetic changes, don’t meet the criteria for a renewal, something has crossed the barrier, a plea too far.

God looks at the report of the adult vice commitment, they are sewage in the eyes of children, and gives life to evil, it can’t be allowed go on. Leonard Cohen is in the outside room, he is waiting for a few words with the boss.

Peter swishes by, he doesn’t acknowledge Leonard, trouble wonders Leonard, he and peter are fine friends. Leonard raises his eyebrows; he has the usual suspects in mind. The robes that drape the vision, he knows who they are, but they are so widespread; it’s hard to tell who is and who isn’t.

I told you last year, I gave you the order, God raises his voice, Peter trembles, words mumble from his mouth.

Well, silence.

The last time he put the finger on the pulse, there was a public outcry, but it didn’t last long. The threat ceased, but it had reared it’s head. God was reading the prayer of the child, he is pleading, why me!.

Damn it Peter, I have been patient, what happened.

The usual suspects Father.

God waves his hand, peter leaves.

Leonard says, can I go in as peter trickles past.

Red or white, red answers Leonard.

God passes the crystal over, he sighs. A bridge collapse down below.

I sent you those words for a great purpose you know.

And a voice adds Leonard with a trademark smile.

The problem is they think it’s accidental, as if it never would happen again. God looks over at Leonard, sees the confused expression on his face.

Those invested with power stole it, those down below, all because of free will and that other mistake.

Mistake, Leonard is hearing things, mistake doesn’t understand it.

Succession Leonard, I should have put a number on it from the beginning, put a time on it instead.

You can change it can’t you asked Leonard.

I did, many times, retreated many times when I ought to have acted forcefully.

Ever have children Leonard asked God

You know I have

No I mean do you remember the time when you had the awe of a child in your heart.

Leonard sighs, I see what you’re getting at.

Exactly, it doesn’t happen too often, that awe is fast disappearing, and it is something I can’t ignore, its life for Spirit.

He adds..

I got them to go to the ends of the earth to select a new C.E.O., they had no choice.

It seemed to work quipped Leonard, who was not overly enthusiastic.

I thought he was going to do a full clear out, and renew the Spirit.

A pang of guilt crossed Leonard’s mind, but dissolved as quickly. Everyone took if for granted, least he tried.

I can’t allow the Spirit to dwindle and this last report, he handed Leonard the sheet. Leonard read it, as he did, his eyes filled with tears.

He handed back the sheet, I understand he sighed.

I get this everyday, but this child had it from the start and a helper too, was showing extraordinary Spirit. He lit the room he was that bright.

The wines good though smiled Leonard

The wine, God was reminiscing, children are not unlike wine.

Leonard had his guitar with him, and began one of his famous strums.

I heard that one, it’s one of my favourites smiled God.

A half hour later, the bottle was empty.

Outside a group was waiting to enter. Who is in there asked Peter, who was guiding the group. Peter put his ear to the door, heard the guitar. He looked at the group.

You might have to wait awhile. When Leonard and the chief got together, the evening extended itself.

Multi Person Syndrome

Who Am I today, what a question to ask yourself, then again, if you exhibit yourself in the world, you want to be seen, or create the impression, how do you want to be seen, Pope Francis has a woman grab his hand and arm, two handed,

she pulls him off step, he scowls, taps her on the hand, it’s the day he is due to make a speech on violence towards women, and there he is seen slapping a woman, tap tap, then henceforth, like a scorned child, he retreats to the temple, what, and the greatest wonder of all, no security police are needed to intervene, no guns are drawn. Every other leader in the world, would have had a posse of guns around him, and the pictures would have been all over the world, where security analysts, international experts, police handlers and others, would have been interviewed on the big TV, where all day, the story would be repeated, again and again, when in fact nothing in truth had happened at all. Are we all that easy to manipulate.

Solomon was wondering how to reconcile, all the violence in the world, with the will of Peace and Love, the will of God in fact, do we ever listen to the words of Jesus, God is inside you, tap your heart, inside you, stop, but does God mix well with violence, or more succinctly, can you Love God and Love violence at the same time, is it possible. It was a mute point, the year is 2020, the changes are continuing, miracles and great events, weather warnings, many will be praying for Help, petitioning the Holy God of All, so, with wisdom in mind, you don’t need to fill the head with violent images, neither do children, amen.

Living in Fear

She never forgot, the feeling of life leaving her, his bulging eyes, his hands around her neck, the joy in his expression, pure evil, I am about to die, so she thought all those years ago. Her mobile phone distracted him, and in a second, she managed to stab him with a screw driver, he got ten years for attempted man slaughter, she survived.

All these years later, his time is up, she is afraid, he swore to murder her and her children, she had no reason to doubt him, she nearly died once already. Living in the fear, wondering, why is he looking at me, is he one of his friends. He said their network stretched all over the world, she is rightly afraid. Solomon sighed; there are those living in such ways, always watchful, worried, fearful. No one trusts government, and who can’t be bought, even the church uses paid spies.

The book of revelations, the message to the world, get your house in order, the book of Esdras, Daniel, and other scripture, teaches us of the horrors that will accompany judgement. liberation for those of God, permanent hell for those on the other side. Living in fear everyday, without respite, and since Jesus performed many miracles, there is no doubt in his words, they are all life giving.

As Spoken all those years ago, don’t fear those who can kill the body, they can’t kill your soul, only God can achieve that. The words were spoken, to focus us on strengthening the Spirit, amen. And put a smile on your face, God is real, not imaginary, and there is no stronger force in existence.

Journey of a Soul…

A clean cloth, unused, begins the process, of gathering and cleaning, the beginning is easy, nothing too hard, nothing you can’t deal with. You age, the experience gets wider, you accumulate, the lessons learned, your influences grow, the first test, a scenario, you have a choice, you make one, you move on. The intentions climb, the risks increase, the safety zone is not as wide, it’s getting more pointed, you have to decide, there is a future in store for you. Male or female, its not the same, there are different routes, some coalesce, you find your plateau, the foundations for the next course of life, you are a pyramid, and reaching for the point, why do I exist.

Teachers and influences, who we learn from, Solomon was remarking on an old friendship, the day being a reminder, how lives are molded.  There were streams of positive influence, many of them, seen in the efforts of those, who live in them, the reasons, mainly the way people are taught. Some lives lead us to be compassionate, some lead us to be utterly selfish.

We are celebrating the Spirit of God on earth, we are giving presents on account of it, we are not commercial minded, we are bargain conscious. The soul stops, remembers a good deed, wants to acknowledge it, purchase is made.

Year pass by, the soul is in a home, not as dainty as they used to be, but still there. What have I done with my life, the answers soon appear, when the Children arrive, and they do it again and again, all year round. Solomon smiled, a lot of people buying gifts, hope in many eyes, some seeking release from a family grievance, some seeking peace for the heart, all of them guardians of the earth, so you’d hope, for the soul knows that the body is the tenant of the other. Four lives in one small space, four souls seeking it’s place.