Prayer for the World

Hope love transparency justice fairness and revelation of truths, the message of lord Jesus Christ, righter of wrongs, revealer of truth, safeguard us from all that is evil in this world and destroy and lay waste the evil one and his supporters the world over, strong words strong winds but evil can never be allowed a foothold in the hearts and minds of the human soul. I from experience and my own errors understand the methods of this evil force, that has spread similar to a cancer across all worlds, so in my prayer, throw your protective shield Dear Father around those who struggle to promote love and compassion throughout the world.

 

Children the world over have been the target of this evil menace, and must be halted and destroyed at once. My heart has raged against this force most of my years, and to this day I am still in the middle of this battle, a battle we are winning with your merciful help. We are starved of resources sometimes, as this evil force targets those who wish and do your good deeds. In a world of such chaos it is hard sometimes to stand against this bad energy, but we are winning. The evil one is on the run, help us recognize it, stop it, and to destroy it, I offer this prayer in the name of the sacred one, lord Jesus Christ, as the prophets of old and now say, words and requests that come in his name from the loving heart, are heard in heaven above, in your mercy lord hear our prayer, amen.

Solomon read a prayer he put together with the Help of Great Spirit. Years later, it felt as if it had been written for today. Out of the closet into the frying pan, let it flow, amen.

Spirit Woman

She screams but no one hears, it’s inside her, the torment, find me peace of mind, where, a thousand thoughts a second pour over her, it’s as if she is being bombed mentally, everywhere she looks, for you for you for you, I can’t get my head around this, she pleads, give me your peace, she can’t understand what is wrong, then she hears a voice, spots a face, her calm returns, she feels God is with her.

As Jesus said, we need space for the Spirit to reside in a healthy state, tell us, it’s something we all know, peace of mind, priceless. Solomon was remarking on the many souls he encountered on his walk through life, all of them, the descendants of past generations, habits and mysteries passed on. How do we create space when the world is on top of us, the bills, the education of the children, me time, sorry but the holidays have been cut, what, her thoughts interrupted,  I was trying to find space, she hears the mail drop into the box, what this time, she is anxious again, her money is short, what do they want this time.

So many walls are built to prevent us reaching the peace of mind we so badly need, so many give up and accept it, and those who protest about it, well, they are radicals. Solomon recalled years ago, all the weirdo’s, the strange stuff, well, it was never strange, was about longer than conventional religion, it was just never explained to us.

Is it possible he sighed, to set aside a week, one entire week in our long journey, to figure out how to slow this train down; Mother Nature is tired, the water is not what it used to be, the birds are getting pissed with us, even our own children are on the streets, protesting about it all; As said, Children will teach us all, perhaps it’s time to listen.

Energy and Spirit

A good teacher does not need to use the rule book to control the class, a wise preacher does not use harsh words to frighten from the pulpit. Solomon is a listener; listening is awareness, it’s not the ideas you have in your head, it’s the ideas others have in their heads; it’s something many preachers have closed their mind to; listening to what is going on in the hearts of their flock; dishing out what and what you should not do, is not the food you give to those who are believers; you might make suggestions to the new b’s, but to those who have been around, the tendency ought to be wise encouragement.

Energy and Spirit worked hand in hand; There is a lightness of being when in the company of those who are light; even in the gravest of occasions, words of comfort are the first words you expect to hear; given the invisible nature of bad

bad Spirit and how it finds a resting place among the resentments most people carry; it goes without saying, that when you want to find your way out of the material maze, presenting a copy of the rules, while making you appear knowledgeable and learned, it wont get you out of the maze your in.

Solomon sighed, there were many giving instruction on ways of finding the Spiritual truth; the inner well being of the self and how it affects those around you, but for all the guides, there was but One God. So many signs about, they ought to understand what is happening he sighed.

The Bird Stopped Singing

Silence in the street, the familiar hum is gone, the beat that used to fill your head, the side to side rhythm, the bird is silent, but his memory lives on.  How we take it for granted, the sound of music, birds and their tweets, the friendly smile that used to lend you a cigarette, and those conversations that went anywhere but always had meaning. There is no economic value in a bird song, there is no money in music on the street, well, you can press the button and have it automatically, why would live music matter. Solomon heard of the passing on of a good soul and friend of his, a member of the James gang, an outlaw type.  Mornings spent listening for a half hour, the requests he played, Neil Young and more, thanks he says, I’m sure your entertaining elsewhere now.

Good leaders, how the business minded only value money and nothing more, amen. There had to be a loading given to wisdom in the days ahead, the danger to the environment, the abuse of communities, the madness of celebrity culture, there are artists who inspire. Solomon reflected on the many times he heard the banjo play as he rounded the corner, and the smile it would put you his face, and the few requests he could make. It wasn’t economic the activity, but it was wisdom to support it. He had in times past, and now he could as God Most High, and expect to get a hearing, even when he wasn’t right. You never stop listening to music, thanks John.

Thanks Giving

Patriot doing his duty, following orders, has been sent to Kill a difficult leader, there is a rebellion going on in Columbia, the forest is in the way, they need the land to grow palm oil trees, and the local environmentalist is getting in the way, there is big money, and they have friends in Washington, it’s not a Clancy plot, it’s not a G

Grisham movie, it’s basic fact, many leaders were removed from the sixties on, righteous men, in the way, removed to make the dollars, while the environment, physically and socially was destroyed.

We need wise leaders, and those that serve all that is good, so Solomon prayed. He sighed, the what if story, how men like JFK were removed in their prime, and as for the men behind these awful crimes, what amount of blood is on their hands, no amount of water will ever wash away. They must be old now he sighed, and when they went to meet their maker, what excuse would they have?. It reminded him of the ancient words, they will kill you, and think they are doing good, how often had they got that wrong. But give thanks too, at least we know that the old words stand the test of time, and that was great news for all believers, amen.

Don’t talk to Strangers

Good parental advice, the world is full of deviants, now follow my advice, don’t talk to strangers, the four year old’s are listening, why asks one child, a little more spirited than the others, well, the teacher has a check list, well, they might kidnap you, steal you away and bury you in a forest, steal all your Christmas presents, and… The child is smart, wonders what is in the head of the teacher, paranoia.

Child tells himself, it doesn’t make sense, is everyone really going to kidnap him. Who pollutes the mind he wonders. His friends share their stuff online, weird he thinks. His older brother and sister are always talking to stranger’s online, and no one has kidnapped them yet. paranoia.

Prop them up with fear, well, can you really get away with slapping your child mentally everyday, there is bound to be a reaction sooner or later, children are not stupid. How silly of you, says the head of school, did you not hear of the boy who was grabbed off the street, he was never heard of again, terror.

Feeding the fear, and paying for it later, Solomon sighed, they said the same of Jesus, all those years ago, he was considered a danger to society all those years ago, by society and it’s rulers, an upstart with opinions who challenged them all. Don’t talk to strangers, engage with like minds instead, Solomon sighed, the ghetto mentality has proved worthless, created borders, fired all sorts of hatred, encouraged bias, fueled envy, no.

Enlightenment, amen.

Syrian Skies

refugees rushing the border,

the Iranians pushing wildly,

pope visiting congress,

Russians appearing happy,

Saudi going it alone,

mothers children weeping,

in the name of what,

whose fooling who!,

few good Samaritans,

confusion owns me.

Image from above,

one with blog,

it’s very real,

reform says He,

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