One for all or none at all

Time of great change is upon us, warnings are being given, wake your soul up, this is not a cry of despair, put aside your petty indifference, the flaws in your character, the scriptures of old are coming through, great news for those who remain loyal to the teaching of Jesus, and the sovereign promises made to the saint John, in the revelations over two thousand years ago, those who continue to live Babylon style ignoring the light, and the plight of those who live misfortunate lives, certainly face a most horrifying future, and as sure as Heaven is real, I’ve had the dream, and seen many things, posted pictures of the man in the sky, hoping to alert people in advance of catastrophe, sowing the seed of love, the renewal that will save us all, as I do believe a change of heart and a new outlook will allow God Most High to intervene, therefore giving us the time to birth again in faith, as sure as hell is real, and it’s comfort zone as telling as a fire that never goes out.

Down through the ages warnings have been given, and it’s disturbing that despite these alerts, society continued on it’s path to destruction, where the perversion of the masses rolled on regardless of consequence, and since this is a game of numbers, God Most High is all wisdom, it appears that when a number is reached in the annals of the Law written many thousands of years ago, it would trigger a series of events, and that is happening now and has been happening these last few years. Laugh, fall off the chair, roll on the carpet, be careful not to disturb the cat, but this is a battle of the soul.

All gifts are given from the Holy Spirit, it is as simple as that, how we use these talents is our free will, the state of many nations and families suggest, that these gifts have not been used wisely. God Most High is mercy unlimited, let us try to please him and show the love we are born with, let him realise bounty that is in your heart, there will be a new world order, lets hope we get there and create a great new start, amen. Remain loyal to love and steadfast in your faith, love cherish and nurture the love all around you, and glow in the light of the soul.   

all saints

We all believe in something, usually something insane. Rarely something worth believing in. The latest teen idol if your under 16, the next elvis, the colour scheme in the house, the clothes you wear, says something about us. Is their Christian belief in all of this. It all says something about us. Is their a Christian belief in all of this, or are we missing something, we all have beliefs, God Most High the choice here today, but so many, what is there to believe in, if you’re a starving child with an empty tummy, a voter seeking an honest politician, an  aids sufferer without access to decent affordable health care, My politician is a good one, he knows how to respond to a contribution. The roll call of idols we look up to in our day today affairs is surprising.

There’s an idol for everyone, the TV star, the football player, and the image they create for us, images so carefully crafted by professional advertisers, advertisers who care less about you and me, and only value money.

These same image creators would sell us satan, provided he paid them, I have no doubt they already have, surprised. Today is all saints day, rekindling belief in ourselves and those around us, I call it the day we remember the great people, who in their own way, had led us to this day, directly and indirectly, and the sacrifices they made for all of us. To believe in something and someone greater than yourself, is usually a belief, that comes through ignorance of your own self worth.  

Making Love

Making Love

We are so into love, remember her name, first time you saw him, that addictive emotion you can’t get rid of, the memories that go with it, the one’s that got away, the regrets, the battles with your emotions, the times your life fell apart, the phone calls to girlfriends in the middle of the night, the panic attacks that left you feeling suicidal, and the guilt you felt, for the times you let them down, and the fear of speaking truth in case you hurt his feelings, and the descent into relationships that were never going to work out, and the long glances into the past, is it not a wonder people close their hearts to the influence of others, it’s fairly obvious, it can be soul destroying, and many play a game, men mostly, women occasionally, their only goal to cause havoc, settling old scores as they say. And we call it making love. Someone somewhere ought to address the issue before the time changes for ever.

The act of creating babies is actually the final act of loving, end of the story. Making love is creating the love we need to survive, a bit much to hear, but it ought sometime be said by somebody somewhere, cause no one seems capable of understanding what love actually is, really, hahahah, spit out the dummy, feel the throat a little, does your stomach churn, yes, love making is caring, that’s what love is, the distance you go for others, not the time you spend on yourself, pretending that you are doing something loving,. Sensual love, is the final act of pure love, but it’s not the beginning, it’s the climax of emotions that are created, that intense feeling that you can never forget, the glow in the heart, that leaves you waiting for more of that same great feeling.

Society, has changed its meaning of love, which it has passed on to children, with dire consequences unless we all change, it’s truly that simple. Women the world over have had to prostitute themselves almost, to gain the love that is due them, and as a result have given up on finding love altogether, almost. There are exceptions here, it’s not all bad news, some rural societies still value the family unit, and these societies will thrive. Sadly for many women, the production of a child is now the single most important objective they have, without a father figure too. Little Bob, or tiny mary, have been put in a very difficult position, as they get used to abnormal rearing, in so far as God Most High is concerned. Children are born this way, with a heart that requires fulfilment, the balance as they say, a love balance, that cannot be substituted,

Perhaps an over worked and exceptionally emotional stressed mother figure can manage to get the job done successfully, but there are so many losers to be seen, with society loosing mostly. But the child will always be asking, who was Daddy, and the reason I am aware of this, is through the relationship I had with a very small friend of mine, he was only one years of age, and he tried on umpteen occasions to utter the word, daddy, but couldn’t. Being his big uncle figure, it tore my heart open, and still does to this very day. He might have been born that way, but he wasn’t born with a full house as they say. Being a pal of the great spirit, I made enquiries, how this situation could be addressed. The answer was clear and direct, no bull, pure honesty. It was a question of change or bust as far as the world was concerned.

So next time, don’t thin your love, be up front with the one you assume to love, and let it grow as they say, amen.