The Fear Makers…

What dread they must feel, those who incite hatred, the horror of their deeds visible to all,the confusion in so many hearts, women attacking men, color fighting color, race wars, the chaos in so many lives, few knowing whom to trust, while predators take advantage of any vulnerable souls, the mayhem the fear makers created. Hate Russia,hate china, hate this and that, then the truth comes out, and it’s a certain group taking advantage of it, amen

Off shore they hide their stolen wealth,helped by vigorous servants of greed, always ensuring the trial ends with them, yes, helping to keep the poor even poorer, who would rate their chances before God, as no lawyer will be able to represent them, the fear makers,amen.

Solomon encountered the cloud, the sign he asked for before he set out on the mission. The old man warned him, they will try to turn you, they will do whatever, Solomon listened. Wasn’t that the reason the Spirit from above came, it could out do all threats, while reminding all of God’s Great Power, so it has proved,amen.

Yes, in the beginning,they laughed at Him, what’s love got to do with it, it’s money you need.Eight trillion later and counting, money doesn’t hold the same cachet anymore. Well, if the stuff can be printed or mimicked with paper,what’s there to it. Just stating the facts.

THE NETWORKS

The number of subscribers, insinuates power, high on power, the cachet, A lady of the Spirit takes a seat at the table, her network is in the Sky, above all mankind. Her thoughts are heard as sure as Isaiah and his prayer, as witnessed by Jesus no less, who would have thought, that an ancient old script laid out clearly, what was required of those who sought the supreme hope, possible eternity. No need for space travel, none at all, you will find God when you turn to him.

Worry away the day, why, allow your head or mind to be interfered with, same as the thug who sends his minders around, to remind you. Networks, the cross contamination of evil in some cases, share the horror, your network has extended, marvelous, it’s an imitation of the Knights Templar’s of Old. You can blame it on that business consultant.

The Great Networks of old, TV, Studio, Newspapers, all fell, they morphed into the new electronic world, hoping to find their space again, or usefulness. Those of faith, have the ancient buildings to remind them, they stood too, once, so is this stretch of the network into cyber space, the last space there is, or will we return to the natural world, just in case the network fails.

Do you imagine spending eternity holed up on a distant planet, afraid to leave the capsule, with all the books and music in the world to entertain you, {you tube does that already}, will you spend it in permanent remorse, a shadow nothing else, {the standard is the same}, or among the happiest people alive, where today is always new, {the earth was paradise in the beginning}/

Networks.

HIGHER LOVE

Isaiah, the prophet Jesus referred to most of, the apostles too, why, in times of crisis, Isaiah writes,God said, if they only returned to me, I could heal them. Then you ask, how do you communicate with God, a good father will not give you what you want, not always, and if you speak the language of compassion and love, you are going to find the communication channel, communicate with who you ask, your first mistake, thinking of yourself, you have to open the eyes, listen, a family around a kitchen table all talking at the same time, no one hears anything but noise, or a silent kitchen,where all are afraid to express their thoughts, living in fear of a bully, or just afraid to speak, How will you get to communicate with the Most High God, unless you dig a communication channel. Why is reading this far; possibly confusing, what is this, where is it going, so many questions. Put it the other way, if you are given the easy answer,which draws you along,leads you like Hansel and Gretel, you begin to realize how easy it is to fool people, and get them to believe in anything.

Those who lead you to the light, don’t need to play tricks or games, amen.

Lazarus and Jesus

Lazarus features quite a lot in the life of Jesus. He is in Heaven, he is deemed to have passed, he is brought back to life, and is called a friend of Jesus, lucky Lazarus. Why does it matter, what today. The plane recovers after loosing an engine, those on board prepare for the so called end. The plane lands safely, no injuries anywhere. It’s as if we are being told, never give up believing.

News gets out, Jesus can do what no other can do. Many try to touch his cloak, energy is flowing from Him. Meanwhile, the local religious people are upset.Their complex rituals can’t compare with the simplicity of His teaching.

2021, the year, after the 2020 year of clear vision, so how should those of the religious behave today, in relation to the wonders of all the revelations, that have been coming, like a woman in the throes of child birth, what attitude should they possess. Should they try to force their opinions by stealth, as they tried to do all those years ago, or try a kinder approach,given the Power of the Father, and the need for mercy, on a universal scale.

Would harming the Spirit be a wise activity to engage in. And if so, how would Jesus categorize them. In a nutshell, what sort of Spirit would encourage that activity. Hardly from God, but from man, seems the correct answer.

JESUS THE COMFORTER?

NO, Jesus the Teacher, you accept it or you don’t. In very few words, He told the apostles, the Comforter will be sent to help us, while he is away, and that Helper, is the Holy Spirit. No idols too, what does that mean you imagine; in a nutshell, all Praise to the One who made life possible.

Why did he preach forgiveness to the Apostles, any clues, in a nutshell, Cleanses the Spirit, and allows the full working of the Holy Spirit. Any clues why, or as the old Russian proverb says, an eye for an eye leaves everyone, blind, amen.

Those who abuse their position, why the warning to them, and very direct too, any ideas, or the words, how the blind leading the blind, leaves everyone following, in the ditch, amen.

Jesus came to teach us the way to the Father; it wasn’t a concert, it wasn’t fame, it wasn’t pride. Jesus did give hope and comfort to the oppressed, and he particularly chose women role models, such as the orphan/widow who gave the two bits from her purse, who is remembered to this day.

Jesus the comforter, no, allow yourself to be fooled, that is written about too. But adopting the teachings of Jesus, will bring you great comfort, amen.

The Soldier

Danger, he runs through the forest, doesn’t look back, hears the explosion, wonders from what direction it came, moves, seeking the security of colleagues, or the enemy when he is prepared, the soldier. The wounds on the arm, blisters, does not call for a lawyer, who do I blame for this, the shrapnel in his thigh, who put it there, he just wants to get well, he is not seeking anyone to blame, he is just doing a job. If he kept looking over his shoulder, he’d fall once in awhile while he ran forward, get killed too, what use is that.

Solomon sighed, there are parables everywhere we look every single day, the baggage we bring with us, so says the soldier, is what will help him to endure. Jesus told it simply, we have to have the heart to love, the brand doesn’t matter, being zealots is no good, if you have no compassion, your salt that is already dead.

A happy home, the issues are on the table, a happy relationship, the ability to discuss the problems too, and everyone handles it differently too.

Crime Scene International

You got to be kidding, the angels step under the cordon, the yellow and black tape, the stuff that is erected to keep the public out, while the investigators get to work. Sherlock Holmes investigates, the mystery of the missing Spirit, a member of the public, a concerned man of the Spirit, wanted an independent eye on the scene of the latest crime scene, as old Holmes was not tethered to institutional thinking and was therefore able to think outside the box.

The Spirit had been kidnapped, who else could solve the crime, only the Great Holmes. His chief rival, Moriarty, the evil hound who dogged Holmes all his life, the clear main suspect, as evil was his life work, and the chief of demons his friend. As with all major crimes, the use of outside experts is necessary, particularly, given the global damage caused by the crime, harm to the Holy Spirit.

Solomon read, the background information, the steps leading up to the crime, he watched Holmes examine the scene, focusing on the idols surrounding the scene, taking notes, perhaps making decisions on where the investigation might fruitfully have results, in the short time, and not over the centuries.

Were they plagued with expansion plans, did they accept help from inside traders, were the values watered down, did there arise demons from within. There were many threads that needed investigation. Over zealous perhaps, withholding truths, passing the buck, diverting attention at other faith groups, trying to blame individuals, there was a whole lot of work involved, and there were no easy solutions.

Across the world, the tape had been erected, the population were wearing masks, in case they were caught by the infection, it seems a disease had got into the heart of the faithful, so Holmes imagined, while planning the next phase of the work. Watson, will you get me a guitar tuner that works, Watson sighed, who could figure Holmes out.

No smirk, no sneer, No thief

The company of the Holy Spirit, no threat, no anxiety, no need for oneupmanship, no need to bully, no need to drown the voice, no need to lord over, no need for malice, peace, patience, calm, compassion, empathy, qualities you’d come to expect, from those who believe in the eternal God, nothing complex, no ego as such.

Solomon sighed, the energy of Love, was continually lifting, it never left you feeling drained, heavy hearted or down. In times of crisis, as these times are, a lot of testing of the Spirit, is it the real one, that you have inside, or the man made version full of empty pride.

Jesus taught using stories, so as to allow as many as possible to listen, as he didn’t want anyone to be cut off from his healing words. Knowing the character of man, he saw ahead, how there would be times, when there would be those who misled the people, so he used stories to circumvent them all, it’s really simple sighed Solomon, once you listen.

Titans Anonymous Announce Extension of Group meetings, as attendances soar?

News on the wire, hot off the press, the insults fly, we get it our way, no one gets in our way, God laughs out loud, I never had this sort of entertainment in years. The Boss looks at the noisy titan, made more noise than anyone else his age, is this how the children get when they begin to loose their marbles, well, when you don’t  get your way, see how they react, Children sighed The Most High, take him away, and for Heavens peace, will you put a gag on his mouth, he is waking the animals.

Solomon read the signs, the changes were being accompanied with Heavenly support, hold firm, and your faith will see you through. Forget the worries of the future, live today, do something life giving, please don’t complain. The numbers were all over the place, pointing towards an eternal destiny, nothing to be anxious about, start today.

Great the number who lived inside their fears, pointing to others, trying to escape the notice of their friends, deflecting blame, anything to get the focus off them. Jesus told the early believers, it’s going to be tough sometimes, but remember this, God the Father and Heaven is real, don’t miss the boat on this on. They looked at him, have faith he replied, a blind man is passing by, can you help he asked of the Great Teacher, the man wakes up with his sight, he just had to believe.

The meetings

are awesome, around the corner there is a line of well dressed men and women, a child is passing in the other direction, asks his mother, I thought those people never had to wait, is it an Oscar party or something the boy asked. His mother smiled, no darling she said, they have to meet with God, Wow says the boy, it must be important, they are all so well dressed up. The mother sighs, my sweet innocent child, I hope I have reared him well.

Red Hot Chilies For Fear

 

I am still young…..

On the streets, she is in her twenties, she is young for sure. Watching it all, for ever aware, it’s how she feels secure, getting over it has not been easy, she is trying to play it safe if safe is possible. The memory of that night, the lasting impression, not the one she wanted to store, it has forced itself inside her like a thief, unwelcome, but there. In her side pocket her hand, which is wrapped around, a small bottle of hot chili pepper spray, a concoction she prepared herself, by adding a few heavy peppers to the original spray, she wants it to stop a horse, she has tried it on her cat, and it worked. The cat stayed away for a month, sorry puss. The sudden noise of a car startles, she recoils from any loud noises, her inner calm, she was strong she thought, not strong enough to fight the pills they gave her; she has nightmares wondering what they did to her, the only scars, a large bruise spot, the real scar, the fear they left behind. Was that the reason she joined the pioneers; never going to trust alcohol again or anyone using the stuff. Who knows why, it happens, the therapist told her she’d get over it, words that came all to easily to mind, experts are supposed to know. Paddy, so polite in the beginning, never wanted much, was it all an act, years later, perhaps it was she doing the acting, she doesn’t enjoy the thought, he might have been happy with a go to woman, mentally he was never a challenge to her, is it all about my life, is the today me the real person, or is it a return to who she was before. Dreaming, did she dream. When did it stop, was it the bout of depression, no she sighs, that was after the first beating, at least she saw it coming.

Her head in her hands, she twists her vision towards the bottle, a sly glance. You, she reaches for it, examines the label, her vision is improving, she can read the small print, she lets out a laugh, what a sense of humour, she imagines God to be a comic somewhere, taking the piss with us, allowing us thrash the party, then like an absent father, returns out of the blue, not as a rich man, but as an extremely happy man, who wears a permanent smile, takes a can from one of the party goers while exclaiming, there will be a clean up she, or he says, to which all at the party nod approvingly, relieved to hear, that while the party is over, it’s not the end of all parties, a break in the contagion, slowdown time, as if the jet that is carrying his baggage is about to come into land, presents for the children, stiff warnings too, behave yourselves he says, play safe, a phrase everyone smiles at, especially Amy, who had her first close encounter of the intimate kind, with her boyfriend, love connection with play safe top of the priority list. Well, if you are provided with the means of spiritual well being in it’s fullest, you have to take into account the assets you are born with. Is that wishful thinking, she is young, how else can you survive, doom and gloom ignores the beauty of art, not everyone went to Amsterdam to view available women and cheap sex, not forgetting the other; there are museums as well.