Come Follow Me

Strong words, requires trust, the need for bravery, but lets stop here, the news was of another world, the ability to rise the Spirit, the ability to make well, put down your worries and leave them behind, follow me. How can you do without and still have enough, the words are a contradiction, how can they make sense, what is the meaning of the world, what is the meaning of the word, how can God live inside you, who can do that. These are the thoughts surrounding the early apostles, and early followers. What is my life without all those things, I feel better with a Jet in the car port, my pride rises, it makes me feel good, others think better of me, and you want me to give it all up. It must have been a bit of a downer, having so much of this world then realizing it didn’t count for anything ounce it was over, you life. Solomon had many plus and negative moments, made some difficult choices, same as many before. Listening to the words, give it all up for me, what can that mean.

Solomon slept in it over night, the answer was easy. The stuff of this world does not last, it doesn’t matter, it is out when your gone, what else is there to leave. Solomon recalled the names, those that inspire us deeply, the stuff that moves the soul and heart, he never saw a price tag on it though. It’s easier for the bird to fly when the load is light, amen.

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My Eyes

Damn advertising Guru, could sell a g-string to your ninety year old aunt, and tell her it was comfortable, get you to forget yourself for a while, the blurb, you look great in that, even if you could not see, darn advertising guru, as for those psycho dudes, the head experts, is there a ship I could borrow, the mid Atlantic would be a good place to bring them for a Holiday, moor them off shore with their off shore accounts, a few strong anchors, away from everyone where they can’t do anymore harm. Blast sighed Solomon, he listened to the news, the crocodile tears, the affect of pornography on happiness, relationships, and children of course, the darn advertising Guru, what medication was he on, vitamin “M” of course like so many. Too darn busy getting their thrills to wonder about the affect it was having on others. Solomon encountered the “Spirit” the early apostles enjoyed, and when it is real, you don’t have to excuse your thoughts. So many eyes squinting over their small screens, wondering, is this love what we are seeing, cause they seen to be doing nothing else.

My eyes cried God, what are they doing to the children of the world. Solomon recalled the words of Jesus, God is inside you, the Spirit, it’s not over there, it’s inside you. Why pollute the eyes of God you wonder, unless you intended in murdering the Spirit within. Holidays are occasions, not every day experiences. One of those moments, he saw the expression on the faces, he prayed, there was a sense of disappointment. He listened to the words, the bread and the fish, the division of food, the Spread of the Spirit, well being, it was a lesson, simple as that, you share and it gets better for everyone, Amen.

Spirit Raising

The yeast in the mixture, the smile on your face, could it be that easy you ask. The glance across the office, that says it’s okay, we got over it, you can approach me and ask, the fear that is dismissed with eye contact, what’s the worry, the sincere expression that cannot be faked, when it’s real its’ real. the role of every life, Spirit raising, assumes that there is somebody more important that yourself in the room. The child comes home, the shoulders are shrunk, the child is worried, the mother knows immediately, what’s wrong she says, the child is not afraid, he slowly tells the story, in a minute he is feeling all right.

Imagine, Solomon sighed, it was a hard emotion, the small friend who can’t explain it, the fear that his phone hides, the worries of the bigger ones, the fear that is trapped and can’t get out. Solomon was sending the reminder to himself, those who were left behind while those who built themselves kingdoms thought it was all right. the toe rag mentality was a mind set of those of arrogant disposition, he had encountered them regularly, so he warned them about the Spirit, well, it was possibly the best news possible since the days of old, God is real, I have seen the Spirit, watch this space, amen.

Solomon smiled, it was passing on the Spirit, it was just an every day thing, no idols, amen.

Demons and Angels

In a dream, the faces are clear, children transform into demons, preachers act the part, they rise the crowd, there are many who want to believe, the runaway bus, the church under repair, the driver gets out, wants to be saved,  the man with Spirit, the words of the preacher, so many want to believe, they know the name, they ask for a story, he is shocked and amazed, he can see the faces. they all want to help with the repairs. How is this possible, in dreams, faces he has never seen, it’s a warning and an assault on all that he knows, those that mislead and those that want to be lead, the sheep seeking the shepherd, the shepherd turning into a wolf. Solomon sighed, he did encourage the words of Jesus, and there were those who didn’t want to imagine; this world is not the end of the drive, it’s a turn around the road, from being out of control, your suddenly in the driving seat, responsible for your life, and you have to account for it, there is no escape from it, the uncomfortable truth, the truth of eternity, the everlasting gift, amen. Stacking all the cash, gloating over the control you think you exercise over others, the sly grins, the stuff you got away with, it’s all nonsense, you have to account for every yard. Solomon say the Spirit, the one that answers to the Heavenly power, just done, it’s real.

Those misleading those who believe, were going to get the ultimate warning. Amen

 

Great Changes

Waterloo, 204 years ago today, the smoke covers the field, the grass blood soaked, the revolution halted, a pause in the change, no tyrants please, we prefer Spirit, of the heavenly type. Old writer of that time, it was the weather he said, the gun carriages could not move fast enough in the mud, the battle had to be put back a few hours, then the great rescue, on account of all the seemingly unconnected events,  and as the old writer said, waterloo itself was no part of the battle, it was where the report was written about the battle. The battle was lost but the victory was with the loosing side, the end of the feudal systems, that had dominated life, the formation of the EU one mind

, and even today the fight continues, as there are those who want that model of community to fail, in order to allow countries to become havens to the will of devious men. Together, you can’t fail.

Solomon spent thoughts on the many interventions, the unseen events, that transformed, loss into victory, the D Day weather changes, the earthquake after the Death of Jesus on the cross, it is the power of Spirit. Focus on the world above, the light comes from Heaven, the Spirit that connects with it, it’s inside you. How many women died on account of thinking that, and how we recall them, today their Spirit lives. So hear we are, the planet faces a battle, can we curb the instinct to consumme and give the earth breathing space. Solomon sighed, if there was divine intervention before there will be again. Waterloo looked like a disaster for the loser, same as Donald Trump was deemed a disaster for climate change, well, perhaps it’s just one way to draw all our attentions to the most pressing issue of the day, our living environents, social and physical, amen.

 

Olden Times Men and Girls

Two wives, or three, it was the custom of those times, no outrage, no cries of despair, no call for rights, no culling, no extreme thoughts, this was how they lived, the blessings, the children your love renewed, gifts, Spirits that your love provided space for, how simple, no guru, no extreme master or mistress, awareness of God, the center of the Universe.

Solomon read the story of Hannah, an old Jewish tale, recounts the woes of a young married woman, a descendant of Abraham, as so many of the Universe are. She appeals to God, her prayer is answered, she keeps her word, she calls her son Samuel, dedicates his life to God, three thousand odd years, we remember him.

So the streams of understanding spread out, different groups or cults, new religions, all with the same God, just a matter of understanding, pride and power is very hard to overcome though, have you seen the fashion these days, who with no money needs reminding, how many children worry, they don’t want to appear poor, the poor everywhere treated appallingly, get real. Throw away those rose colored seeing glasses, open your eyes, are you afraid to stare, don’t look that way chuck, what she says, that guy looks like he will rob you. How fear is so easily passed.

She puts on her make up, the babysitter is late, checks her phone, hurry up molly, she has to be on the floor by eight, otherwise they will dock her fifty bucks, with another fifty for the sitter, that will cut her wages a hundred bucks. She runs down the street, hopes it wont rain, gets to the club on time.

The floor manager gives her a feel of the ass, nice dress Marcy, she hates that, how he feels up the girls, some so young, she hopes they will escape the joint. The belly is over his belt, many dinners and too much good living, has taken one of those upper pills for the lower region, wants value for money. She looks at the wedding finger ring he wears, what woman married that lump of blubber. Old men and young girls, you wonder if there is an angel or two among them?. You just have to hope.

The Calm Inside

I’ll be home tonight, the echo down the line, the pause, it’s going to be fine, the hearts will unite, and peace will be found. She hangs up. The worries of the day will be set aside. Years before, western united states, The wagon people, the wanderers of old, setting off across the wild west, seeking refuge, a new life, hope, had a few run ins with those they met along the way, the food is not great either, and a bath would be wonderful. Then smoke is seen in the distance, life, it’s a building with a smoke stack, relief, the calm inside, we have made it. The Salmon sets off across the Atlantic, a six thousand mile swim, home to the seed beds, a small river inches deep in water, same as a blob of blood in your little finger seeking it’s way to your toes, nice comparison, but it has to reach the end of your big toe in order to start over again.

Solomon was recalling the calm in the temple, a large crowd had gathered, there was an evening of remembrance going on, and many had come seeking a blessing, then the Spirit filled the entire building with a perfect calm. The Preacher began his sermon, the air was crystal clear, there was hardly a breath to be heard, there was a Holy calm, the Spirit had come home. Solomon sighed, who would believe this calm in a world so worked up, but there it was, as rare as a glass of crystal clear water.

It reminded him of the calm that filled him, the night the “Spirit” arrived in his life, as he watched the dancing spectacle. From that day he knew it would work out, and it had. It led him to a calm inside, amen.