father is dragged in by the police,
abusive behavior report filed,
children involved you serious,
what’s going on charlie,
let’s call in the newspapers,
there’s
a runner here i tell you,
and some cash for us afterwards!
human nature got to love it,
there’s a buck there’s a dinner.
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,
amen
another day of slaughter
your sons and daughters,
medication everywhere,
minds as before,
waiting in expectation,
of Sandy Hook all over,
the warnings ignored,
them guns them guns,
used for simple,
Oregon slaughter,
amen.
The heart that loved was the access code, there was no other means, it was that simple, just as said 2,000 years earlier, and it was where Holy Spirit dwell ed, in the invisible soul, as invisible as soul, unless you were aware of how it manifested itself. The movement of nature, who could control love, it was very similar. We imitated life around us, our spirits, some had it strong, and more didn’t, most of it greedy, amen. It all started in the heart, and the prejudice.
There are no divisions, just man made regulations, as spoken, 2,000 years ago, amen.
.
Baby bird sits quietly in the tree,
waiting patiently the way a baby bird be’s,
starts to smile when he see mammy in the sky,
coming home with dinner just for little old me,
wont be long before he fills his little tummy,
and the next day mammy goes out does it all again,
she don’t get distracted or lose focus,
she’s a mother and that’s her responsibility,
dad bird comes smelling of beer and sweet perfume,
mammy stares over doesn’t have to wonder where he’s been,
of course that only happens to the human type,
animals birds fish and others of the species don’t have this problem,
next time you are called animal assume it a compliment,
it’s not the birds bees fish or anything of the animal world,
that has been raiding their own environment,
with the view to exploitation and profiting from it,
I’m for the birds,
just a thought on a Monday .
it catches up with everyone in the End!
How to communicate with God is the mother of all issues, and is the point we are aiming at here, and when we wonder about the blessings that God confers on us, how these blessings are passed to us, is what is important, not why.
When trust in anything human is diminished, trust in Love is weakened, resulting in the death of pure love, a little more and more, one day there will be none left, trust.
Empathy, one track in a spaghetti junction of choice, what route will you take?.
The end of the matter, woman walks hospital, in her P.J.’s, she’s ill and hopes, the doctors see her most days, they have her on hold, not sure if she’ll recover, but hopeful. The cost of comfort is innocence. The counters on both sides, the division bell, the referee’sof love or hate, chalk her down. The mystery of numbers, the scores close, will it reach a tipping point. Nervous smiles as another load go headlong down the main highway, the easy route, and it 
end’s nowhere. Fat Gary winks. The game will be over in no time at this rate. Pilgrims progress poor, around the bend, torment.
Heaven’s team is getting nervous.
You promised us a saviour says one
White beard sipping wine, shakes his head, just like the days of old, little faith. Have fear will run, will listen to anyone, it’s a miracle anyone every made it through. There’s a tap on the door.
Peter opens the door. Little boy big smile, two foot tall, peter stoops, he’s wearing a smile.
And where do you come from asks peter talking the boy inside. The child has arrived in heaven, made it through. Another recruit for the army of angels being prepared. I was crossing the water when I fell in, is my mother here he asks, all impish. Peter gives him a re assuring hug, she’s over there he points, with her other relations.
Peter taps into the child’s conscious, and the family left behind. They are hovering in a hospital room, the boy is on a bed. The father is praying. Relations around him, TV camera’s outside waiting, international news, this boy is certainly special, has managed to change many hearts.
What do you think, what are the choices?, do you believe in being born again?.
Boy opens his eyes, renewed with spirit, lives, everyone rejoices, mother is in tears, doctor cant explain, he must be blessed, another day another miracle. She reads the story of the boy on the beach, realises the gift before her eyes, gets to her knees, will be forever in debt, amen. empathy, the power of good example, amen.
money!
you may need it to survive
but without love
you will not survive
amen
many millions of refugees,
i wonder really,
how many likes they got,
today
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