Never Empty

And always wanting more, he said, she was young, boyfriend troubles, she was a learner, getting used to being on the rack, being part of the human race, what is love she wondered, her heart empty, feeling despair, the void inside her, a volcano waiting to explode, how do you cope. He orders her a second coffee, the story teller in him finds everyone interesting, he wasn’t altruistic, there was too much pomp in that, and there were those who never shut up, who got more of a thrill, telling others of their great works, how many ears do you have, a headache more likely. How do you know it’s love she says, stirring her coffee, two sugars, he could only cringe, diabetes having got the better of him, sugar was a rare treat, as was the condition of his heart, those were the days.

“it’s like this, you are empty but you are always full, and it leaves you wanting more”

She smiles, “he was a jerk anyway, when he left to go any place, he left me feeling fear”

She bounces off the chair, leaves him with the bill, see you she says. carelessly she rambles down the street, a rhythm in her step, I got it she smiles.

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Jesus and what he thought about words…

Solomon was having a coffee when a friend joins him, a little confused, words do that, they can send you into states of euphoria, she loves me, or they can send you into states of misery, I want a divorce, words, dam simple words. Do you want to join the Mafia son, this is your chance, do you refuse, words, sometimes you wish you never heard them, used by a sly spin doctor, they can change your mindset, rethink what you believe, words, the making and breaking of lives, the start and ending of all things, those vocal sounds that come out of your mouth, pretty dam important how you use them.

This friend sits down, wishing to hear, you got it, some words of wisdom hopefully, so the conversation goes. The friend is confused, she has heard the message, seen the miracles, has friends who recovered, has seen the spirit at work, but is confused, by those saying all the right things, things she wants to hear, but it doesn’t make her feel comfortable, she wants more, insight. They call themselves people of God, but they hide

behind golden doors, they talk about poverty but don’t live for the poor, they talk about how they value Love, but don’t love those who differ from them, they don’t share when there are those in need, they use all the right words, but their deeds say otherwise. Solomon nods.

Remember what Jesus said, “listen to what they say, but don’t imitate their ways!”

The Answers

Imagine it, the great loss, the teary eyes, the sadness, what more, life can be disappointing, and you have had another reminder, your a child. The cross is on the hill, the hopes are gone and dead, there goes the great plan. Then the news, is it true, a call from the a friend, the expression in the doctors eyes, he is not dead, the cancer is gone, she has been found, families reunited, when all is lost God is strongest, you just have to keep your faith. As the ancient words state, you will be put to the test, there is no other way, amen. What’s eternal lasts for ever.

It’s raining in hell

Well, imagine the surprise, well, Donald’s ex, makes the statement, Steven whoever, going around Europe, hoping to rise the ire of the right wing enthusiasts, then comes out with the statement, ” I’d rather reign in hell”, what example is that to give, especially with the online world, at the fingertips of everyone, what a comment to make. Meanwhile, while all the tooing and froing goes on, access to the adult world is at the finger tips of every living child, with two or three flicks, they can be anywhere they shouldn’t, their parents possibly anxious, but in most cases, unable to do anything about it, but doing their best, a house, food on the table, security, while they wait for politicians to see the light, we can’t have our children exposed to this stuff, what are you going to do about it. Then along comes, Donald’s ex, proudly proclaiming, I’d rather rule in Hell, what has been going on. America used to be the safe haven, now it’s ruled with fear, many afraid to raise their voices, while those with the money, just do what they want, while their off shore wealth keeps on building up, where is the morality you ask!

Solomon encountered help from above, the right wing extremists were trying to curry favor in Europe and elsewhere

, hoping to ramp up their cause, divide European nations, so they could be exploited again. Solomon didn’t think so, and the angels who were gathering were, would never allow it happen. Fifty million died during the second world war, fifty million living humans, Europe in her wisdom, vowed never to allow it happen again. May the plans of all the extremists implode on themselves and their kind only. The power of Prayer, if they were in doubt, they only had to recall the prophet Isaiah, his words effective, amen.

Making The Dough

The struggle to knead it all together, the knuckles push down hard, roll it over and knead some more, wipe the sweat from your brow, the effort in making a little dough, there has to be an easier way, she struggles on, the oven is traditional and the labor is hard, she slides it into the hot furnace, twenty minutes later she pulls out a beautiful sweet smelling loaf, making dough, she feels it for texture, it passes the test, she will serve it with dinner while she eats with the rest, worth it, home made, it tastes as it should, and it brings the family together.

She sits opposite the lawyer, she is an investigator, thrash is her business, the way she makes her dough, she reads the file, it’s a messy divorce, there is money at risk, the client wants the dirt, she understands, finding rubbish and dirt has been her trade mark, it’s been her life, the more she gets the bigger the applause, client satisfaction at the end of the day. He sits in the office, reading the pension status of the target company, wondering how he can find away, around those narrow interpretations, if there is a way he will find it, and will reward himself comfortably.

Law of the jungle, the weakest and the vulnerable matter little, when it comes to the human form, there is a big difference though, the little matter of the divine. Solomon was going through the list of undesirable professions, and wondered how so many got entangled in these dark pursuits, stealing from the vulnerable, and cheating without contempt, he sighed, had seen the Great Spirit, not the fairy tale they thought it was, but the real thing, didn’t they know, that they would all, every one of them, would have to account for themselves one day, of that he had no doubts.

The assault on the sensibilities of the young was upper most on his mind, he had little friends, so he was reminding himself, they need a little help, so he prayed. By putting words on the issue, he was pretty sure, the awareness would be heightened, amen.

Under Pressure…

Homework, ambition, the dreams, the eyes set on the future, the plight of the animals, the stress of the oceans, going to do something about it, attentive in class, listens, has a plan, and wants to get on, typical young girl, has ears, can see listen and remember, doesn’t understand the world, is still growing, will turn into responsible lover of all that is good, provided she escapes, the lures, the temptations, the various distractions. Her parents try to shield her, she has potential, her teachers applaud her, one of a kind they say. Special provisions taken, kept out of harms way, hasn’t full access to the world, too young to understand it anyway, they don’t want her thrown out of the nes

t till she can fly, and fend for herself, otherwise they’d be, delinquent, her minders.

Not an untypical scenario, the emotional child, a bit deflated, having a difficult time, the pressure, knows he has the talent, has made them all shine around him, but it’s a busy world, the friends, come on johnny, have a look at this, come on, he knows he shouldn’t, has no interest, but one day, when he is less resilient, he might venture in, the lure, this will take the pain away, he notices, the others are all laughing, why shouldn’t he, the needle, and they smoke it too, well, when he is under pressure and unsure, the herd usually gets it’s way.

Solomon sighed, the signs above, the reality of divine assistance, it came with a certain responsibility, well, he had no doubts, that life was a gift, how do we use it, young Mary, can’t be sheltered all her life, and those other young souls, how are they supposed to avoid those traps; a new mindset was required .When your hurt, you think a little faster, amen.

Weather

The flow has changed, the patterns not predictable, the earth heats up, the same way your anger rises, it changes everything inside, and then there are those who remain calm, the place where the Spirit can dwell. It is odd, how we use the air conditioner when it heats up, a press of a button, and the energy that we burn, as if by gadgets we can control our worlds, and to some extent, that is what the majority believe. A button, we can upset some one, press the button, and we can frighten you, a lot of buttons. Imagine Mother Nature, a living person, her environment in trouble, her animals moving, and we just assume, well, if it’s the weather you are worried about, you can move too.

Solomon encountered “The Spirit”, wrote about it, there is a world outside us, and we are tenants in the vineyard, it’s time we began to show it. The number of extreme causes rising their ugly heads across the world, menacing and threatening to many, it was time to listen, amen.