Something has happened
I don't know what, but I can only anticipate. There is a sense that all which is unfolding in my life now is a metamorphosis for a new experience. Mapping myself through experience gained from being under the divine providence of god, his influence, and my walking with god in the past, I can tell that something is coming, changing, which can only be for the better. It is he behind all the signs which engage me to take notice. To be ready. To prepare. To decide.
It is as if the spirit of god is saying - "AWAKE from your slumber! ARISE from your sleep. Come now and venture forth! Taste and see that I am good!"
This disturbance, these signs, these developments, they all leave me in silence to mull over.
Something is happening . . . . . I can sense it.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
The Quiet Ones
Why is it always the good and quiet ones which are the worst ones out there? And why is that statement almost always true? (for me at least). Doesn't anyone realize that people who smile the most have the most problems? Why is it always the nicest people who turn deadly?
Compare that reality to the reality of a serial killer. He's just going there taking people's lives out of hate for people and the world. Sometimes showing no emotion what so ever. Very heartlessly! What would cause some people to reach that point of insanity?
Obviously, their needs for love and appreciation was not met. Or is it that they were abused? Or used too many times by too many people? Or had a negative self image about themselves created because of hearing people's degradatory comments and opinions made about them, marrying what they know as their own imperfections, therefore confirming their negative self image as true. Can it also be that they couldn't fend for themselves, had problems saying no, neglected their welfare for the welfare of others? Is it that they lost all hope that change for themselves, people or the world was possible?
These quiet people would have in some way tired to help themselves to deal with their situation, but after many failed attempts, they just couldn't cope with it anymore in a reasonable manner. They would fall from grace and then now feel the need to vent violently, drink excessively, do drugs, have rampant sex, curse habitually etcetera.
All the good which they would have held highly of and practiced would have been overpowered by their need for freedom from these their problems. There need for love and appreciation would drive them all into madness. As the Joker said - "Madness is like gravity. All it needs is a little push"
Every human being has his/her limit. Please, remember this and show love and appreciation in every way possible to ease their own pains and turmoil in life.
Compare that reality to the reality of a serial killer. He's just going there taking people's lives out of hate for people and the world. Sometimes showing no emotion what so ever. Very heartlessly! What would cause some people to reach that point of insanity?
Obviously, their needs for love and appreciation was not met. Or is it that they were abused? Or used too many times by too many people? Or had a negative self image about themselves created because of hearing people's degradatory comments and opinions made about them, marrying what they know as their own imperfections, therefore confirming their negative self image as true. Can it also be that they couldn't fend for themselves, had problems saying no, neglected their welfare for the welfare of others? Is it that they lost all hope that change for themselves, people or the world was possible?
These quiet people would have in some way tired to help themselves to deal with their situation, but after many failed attempts, they just couldn't cope with it anymore in a reasonable manner. They would fall from grace and then now feel the need to vent violently, drink excessively, do drugs, have rampant sex, curse habitually etcetera.
All the good which they would have held highly of and practiced would have been overpowered by their need for freedom from these their problems. There need for love and appreciation would drive them all into madness. As the Joker said - "Madness is like gravity. All it needs is a little push"
Every human being has his/her limit. Please, remember this and show love and appreciation in every way possible to ease their own pains and turmoil in life.
Friday, October 03, 2008
Hope Is
Raging and blazing anger are the emotions I feel. the devil tricked me. There was always more, but he covered my eyes.
Liar!....... Liar, Liar, Liar!!! How DARE YOU! You Sicken Me!
You Poison me with your suggestions and confounded thoughts. HOW DARE YOU! Do you hate me this much as to endanger my life? HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU!
Trusting revelation, I walked along the directed path. The path became coarse and I was drained inwardly. I saw you and you tempted me to indulge myself with your fruit. I resisted at first, then my thirst gave way and I succumbed to your enticements, tantalizing my senses. You said it would make life easier, I stopped journeying. I took. Then in my moment of sweet intoxication, you forged a chain around my hands and feet, restricting my walking and rising. You advantaged me. I could not move.
I became fearful. I lamented my distress. You stood there laughing maliciously. "Alas, I've hindered him, pulled him down into the dust! Just look at him" you said, "Like something less than human" You offered another quench thinking I was stupid to accept your help again. It was your help that caused me pains and sorrows.
I thought to myself - Isn't the life of man upon earth a warfare? and his days like the days of a hireling? Tears rolled down mixing with the dust. Why did I succumb, falling deep into distress. Inwardly if cried outward. Please Help Me! You whose path I first trusted. Pick me up, dust me off and truly quench my thirst!
Then I felt myself rising and positioned to stand. My clothes gently dusted and water touch my lips. "Behold, I make all things new. See? I give you living water restoring your life. Drink and never be thirsty again! I drank and was alleviated. He said "Ecce Homo. Go now, stray no more, bear up yourself and follow the path towards the golden gate. I ardently long to be with you. Come and continue through."
I turned to my distractor - You Liar! You Fibber! This is what you wanted not for me - To be alive and totally free. To know myself and my inheritance; and him who loves me. To reach the end where justice and tranquility be. You covered my eyes and tied my limbs, Oh what trouble you chained me in. To taste your fruit is to taste slavery. Never Again will I listen to thee. Look, the one who made me, helps me. He can't wait to be free with me. Right here is not all all, there, over there, there is still more. Till now, I am not at my last end. There is hope. All was not lost. This is not my last end. I will journey through.
Liar!....... Liar, Liar, Liar!!! How DARE YOU! You Sicken Me!
You Poison me with your suggestions and confounded thoughts. HOW DARE YOU! Do you hate me this much as to endanger my life? HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU!
Trusting revelation, I walked along the directed path. The path became coarse and I was drained inwardly. I saw you and you tempted me to indulge myself with your fruit. I resisted at first, then my thirst gave way and I succumbed to your enticements, tantalizing my senses. You said it would make life easier, I stopped journeying. I took. Then in my moment of sweet intoxication, you forged a chain around my hands and feet, restricting my walking and rising. You advantaged me. I could not move.
I became fearful. I lamented my distress. You stood there laughing maliciously. "Alas, I've hindered him, pulled him down into the dust! Just look at him" you said, "Like something less than human" You offered another quench thinking I was stupid to accept your help again. It was your help that caused me pains and sorrows.
I thought to myself - Isn't the life of man upon earth a warfare? and his days like the days of a hireling? Tears rolled down mixing with the dust. Why did I succumb, falling deep into distress. Inwardly if cried outward. Please Help Me! You whose path I first trusted. Pick me up, dust me off and truly quench my thirst!
Then I felt myself rising and positioned to stand. My clothes gently dusted and water touch my lips. "Behold, I make all things new. See? I give you living water restoring your life. Drink and never be thirsty again! I drank and was alleviated. He said "Ecce Homo. Go now, stray no more, bear up yourself and follow the path towards the golden gate. I ardently long to be with you. Come and continue through."
I turned to my distractor - You Liar! You Fibber! This is what you wanted not for me - To be alive and totally free. To know myself and my inheritance; and him who loves me. To reach the end where justice and tranquility be. You covered my eyes and tied my limbs, Oh what trouble you chained me in. To taste your fruit is to taste slavery. Never Again will I listen to thee. Look, the one who made me, helps me. He can't wait to be free with me. Right here is not all all, there, over there, there is still more. Till now, I am not at my last end. There is hope. All was not lost. This is not my last end. I will journey through.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Our *Deepest Fear* is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves...Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous,talented, fabulous? Actually...Who are you not to be?
You are a child of God. *Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you* We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people *Permission* to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
Go for it! Live Your Dream! Overcome your deepest fear today!
Lighting 1000 Dreams by the Day!
C.F. Jackson
Won't Be Denied!
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