An Angel, A King, Among Us

     He is a realist. One who can see beyond the deceit. The one who can see within the soul. A caring sort of person. An avoider of violence. A sacrificer of his own needs. He has deep concern for his future and that of others. Within his soul lies much compassion, justice, truth and love.
     The purpose for his life is to seek the basic truth. The truth is always a main concern in his life. His plans are made carefully and with tact if including others.
     A seeker of peace and of rest for his soul and spirit. A giver of wisdom and also a taker with an open mind. A constant pursuer of knowledge of all things. He has an understanding for the spiritual detail of his own mind and that of others. He gives his opinion to those that want to listen but never forces his ideas on others.
     A lover of beauty wherever it may be, in the soul, in the Earth or in the heavens. He is color blind to the races and treats others as equals. He is a friend to anyone that wants him. He listens and understands about the deep felt problems of others. He helps them to try to find the solutions to their troubles.
     He is alone within himself and an alien to many people. A very complex person but yet seems to be very simple in his thinking. He never gives up but stumbles every so often. If he does fall, he will get back up and begin again. He may not be rich, popular or famous but he is content and at peace with himself and the world. There is no way out for him. He is a person who is trying to find the answers to life's problems by knowing the real truth and living his life by it.  

God's Gift Within

     I cannot equal this gift from God. His gift is perfect, where as I am an imperfect being. I can only try to express it perfectly knowing full well I will come up short every time. Then why try? It is apart of the perfection of God and God has given me a way so to reach for it.
     What God has given me he will not take back. It is mine as long as I shall live. What I choose to do with this gift it is up to me. I can choose to never to use it. I can choose to hide it away. I can use it in a negative manner or a positive one. God has made it clear it is totally up to me, the way I use his gift.
     Everyone of us I believe has a special gift from God. A gift hidden away inside our selfs. Some may know what theirs is while others are still searching for it. Some may think that their gift is not so special or not important at all but it is important. When all of our gifts are laid out upon our world it will reflect heaven. The spirit of God will flow from us over the face of the Earth, changing our lives forever.
     Do not be believing that you do not have a gift from God that he has somehow forgotten about you. All you have to do is to look inside your heart and see that it is there. Do not be thinking that your gift is less. Do not ignore or throw away what God has given you. Honor your God by honoring that which he has given you.
     If you believe he has only given you a little, then cherish that little for it is his precious gift to you. If he see you respecting him with only a little will he not see fit to give you even more. Some of us has gifts which shine forth instantly while others have to cultivate theirs.
     Our God has a design do not be questioning our master's plan. Step up and take a active part in it because he has not left you out. God's spirit is with you and is within you. His spirit is so great. It can work miracles for you and even by you. Your gift within can help to bring our world closer to our God. Do what you can and rejoice in the things that you can do for him, for his gifts are a blessing to all of us.  

A Revelation of the Highest Truth

     We are loved. We are always loved. We were made in the image of God and God is love. Even in our darkest hour where we feel that we cannot go on. We are still loved because we cannot be any less that what God has made us.
     Some may not understand or grasp this highest truth about who we are because of the lies that people spread. We are told that we are less and that we do not measure up. Our skin color maybe different and we are judged by the body that we have. Our words, our mind and all that we have may not be up to somebodies standards. We are made to feel defeated by the lie that we are less.
     I am greater than less. This I know is true. The real truth does not lie in how people make me feel but in what I believe is true. If I believe myself to be less then I become what I believe. If I was made in the image of God how can I be less than that image? Only if I let myself to believe in something different than what I am.
     Unconditional love I can give to myself and no one can take that from me. It is mine to have always. We were born with our spirits to be free and I am starting to realize that freedom is not to faraway. Returning to that innocence is just one belief away. I believe that by not letting the world control my image. I will gain control for myself. Control in being who I want to be and not as others would like me to be.
     I believe if I am in tune with myself, the peace and the calmness of the soul will be mine. I can sense within me that place of peace however I can also sense a whirling storm within my mind. I yearn for peace but the storm keeps it away. What is that storm? It is all the negativity that I allowed in over the many years of my life. It has become a barrier separating me from my true self.
     In my revelation of the highest truth there in my mind was a picture of me just being me. A picture of what I could be if I just embraced that I was made in the image of God. I realize that each of us is precious and valuable to our world as ourselves. I found that if I were to respect that image of God within me, I needed to respect that image in that of others. I believe the truth is, love is just a belief away in ourselves and a belief in the beauty of our own spirit.

The Music from Heaven

     I have often felt that the word of God and his love was like music from heaven. It is pure without deceit. Music itself cannot lie, it is what it is. It is a pure vibration that moves the soul and that purity is so enticing. I want not just to listen to it but to become apart of it, to be a note in heavens symphony.
     At times I feel the music is far from me. Then at other times I feel I am standing within it's flow. For some reason I cannot hold on to it. My spirit is uplifted when it touches me. I am made happy by it's song but when it is only slightly felt I feel sad. I believe heaven's music is energy for the spirit. We can feel it in someway. It's sound can change our heart and soul.
    One of the worst things that could happen to me is when I can no longer feel the music. When the music becomes silent within my soul. An emptiness that I could not even imagine would be created within me. However thanks to God that has never been the case. The music from heaven has never been to far off. It is always been within my grasp. A prayer to God has always brought it closer to me.
     I live for the sound of the music. If it were to die I would die as well. My spirit cannot live without it. It's tone is pure and it makes my heart rejoice. The music of heaven gives life to my soul. It melts away the pain inside and it takes away the cold. You never feel alone when the music of heaven is within you. It fills you up with joy and it completes your soul.
     The music of God's word and love is whole and complete. It touches the deepest depth and the highest elevation. From one end of the universe to the other there is the sound of heaven's music. All life exists because of it's sound. I believe at the core of my being the vibration is keeping me alive. The more of heaven's music that we have within our world we will feel more closer as one family under God. The sound of God's word would bind us together and the music of his love would keep us together.
     Even if many are not listening for the sweet music of heaven, I am. My ears are constantly listening and my heart is open so to feel it. I want to be apart of it but if I cannot be apart of it. I will express that heavenly music in someway, by speech, by song, by art or by writing. I will bring as much as I can into our world so to make the music of our God to be heard in every corner of the world. I want to see and to hear our Earth resonate the music of our God. I want to see everyone happy and singing praises to him. We owe him so much and he has done so much for us. May the music of his word and his love always be with you.

The Thorny Twisted Vine

     In the beginning there was a beautiful garden. The garden provided everything one could ever need. The only thing that was needed was someone to take care of it, to cultivate it and make it grow. The work and time you spent in the garden it would give back many times more. The garden was perfect in every way.
     In the corner of the garden where there was very little light stood a lone thorny twisted vine. It looked as if it was dead. It had no leaves just thorns. The vine done something so very special, it produced the most beautiful fruit in the garden. If you were to look upon it you would desire it immediately. It would take a strong will to resist having the fruit. The fruit upon the thorny twisted vine was always forbidden to eat. Even getting near or even touching the vine was discourage. There was a rule that the vine had to be left alone.
     A day came when someone in the garden could not resist having the fruit. The desire to eat the fruit was greater than the desire to obey the law. He reached out for the fruit upon the thorny twisted vine. The thorns that covered the vine pricked his skin as he was reaching for the fruit. His skin being pricked by the thorns produced a little blood. The blood ran down the thorns and to the shaft of the vine where it was absorbed by the plant. He also experienced some pain from the prick of the thorns.
     His pain was felt by the plant itself. His pain seem to awaken that tiny vine and his blood seem to make it grow. He continued to tear the fruit from the vine and proceeded to eat it. When he ate the fruit it was like nothing he had ever tasted before. It was wonderful and very sweet tasting. He wondered why he was forbidden to eat it? It was very good tasting and it caused him no harm. He took no notice of the growth of the plant and the growth of the darkness surrounding the plant.
     He hurriedly went out to tell others about the delicious tasting fruit. The fruit was on his mind constantly. The fruit never made him feel full but left him wanting more of it. He convinced others to partake of the fruit upon the thorny twisted vine and those who ate the fruit convinced others as well.
     The vine grew and spread throughout the garden. The blood and pain of those who took the fruit gave it the nourishment it needed to grow. The darkness that followed the plant blocked out the light causing the other vegetation to die out. The darkness made the land barren. A perfect condition to which the thorny twisted vine could thrive.
     People's minds became fixated on having the fruit that the thorny twisted vine produced. They were no longer working in the garden beneath the light of the day. They were attending to their desires of having the fruit and happily eating it in the dark.
    The vine continued to grow and people continued to eat and only a few cared much for the garden. Many who ate of the fruit of the thorny twisted vine was never satisfied. The garden which filled and satisfied many was now growing smaller. The light which shined brightly all over the land was growing dimmer. There were people who went out of the garden saying, "We no longer need it. The vine will provide all that we need."
    A generation has grown living only upon the fruit of the thorny twisted vine. There eyes have grown accustom to the dark, to them the garden is only a story that people tell. They have no desire to work in the garden but only to attain as much fruit as they can. Their thoughts are upon the thorny vine and it's fruit.
    Even though much of the garden has been taken over by the thorny twisted vine, there is still a little left. The garden and the vine seem to have switched places. Where in the beginning the vine was in a small corner of the garden. The garden is now sitting in a small corner of a vine filled dark barren land. The light which followed the garden has been ignored as well. However there is still a few who tend the garden and live in the light. They spend their time working to make it grow.
    The vine needs very little cultivating. It is cultivated by people's wants, desires and addictions. The garden needs the careful attention of others. It takes more time for things to grow in the garden, however it is well worth it.
    The garden brings fullness and satisfaction. It brings peace and light. The vine only brings want and more want. It's thorns brings pain and it's fruit brings emptiness. Those who are growing tired of the thorny twisted vine are slowly moving back into the garden and into the light. In time many will come and the garden will be spread throughout the land. The thorny twisted vine will be stuck back into it's corner and maybe there it will be forgotten forever.

Follow the Leader

     Follow the leader many are doing. Someone takes the lead then others follow. A game that is played through the centuries. A game that is sustained and played even today.
     Follow the leader a wall is built throughout time. A large wall built by the many generations. Each adding to the structure. Each carrying it on, to the next.
     I look at the pages that are being written and each is the same as the other. A page that is handed down from father to son, from mother to daughter. A page instructing us on how to follow.
     Who is in error? That is a hard question to answer, when all of our hands are holding a brick to add upon a wall. A wall that most of us do not even question. We just do as we are told. It is follow the leader a game we play from birth.
     Am I wrong? I asked myself as I look at my brick in my hand. Do I want to add to this wall? A wall that I have no control over it's direction. Where is it going and when did it begin? Questions I have never really asked myself. I just went along following after others building up a wall just because it was there.
     No more, No more following a leader that I do not even know. No more working upon a structure without a reason why?
     It is strange though to stop while others keep on working. I am no longer a part of the game. I have become a spectator, an outsider to that large group that is playing. It is strange to be awake while others are still walking around in their sleep. I can feel the loneliness of being separate but I cannot return to my slumber. What now, I do not really know but no more of just following the leader.

What is Evil?

     Evil humiliates us and degrades us. Evil is a stepping down from our humanity. The actions of evil pours out of our weaknesses. It lessen our power and lessen our hope. Evil destroys our world and our very selfs. It brings us back down into the dust.
     Evil slithers around in the dark sneaking up and taking hold. It devours it, it consumes our goodness. It teaches us that we are bad. Evil lies to us and cheat us out of our happiness. It befriends no one but controls many. It does as it pleases and has no regrets.
     Evil darkens our world and blackens our hearts. It pushes out the light from our souls. It tempts us and talks us into badness. It walks into hell and it brings many of us with it. Evil does not die but lives to kill. Evil sends many to the grave without any hope.
     From one end of the Earth to the other it has made itself known. Like a consuming fire it has spread all over our world. Mothers, fathers and their children live in fear when evil comes to their town. It knocks on everyones door in hope that someone will answer. Answer someone will and become consumed by it.
     Twisted minds and twisted souls it leaves behind looking for others to do it's will. Like burnt out logs in a forest fire, peoples souls become. It cares not for anyone for it has no heart and it has no soul. It is an open door to darkness and to sorrow.
     The sun blackens and even the moon gives out no light, when evil comes to visit. The hearts and minds of those who it touches turns cold as death. The warmth of the day and the peace of the night is not within their grasp. Cold days and tormented nights is what they know. Evil grows the hunger and increases the pain until it is unbearable. Hopelessness and despair becomes a well traveled road. Each day becomes the same as the last.
     Evil blinds us and makes us it's slave. Chains of sin it puts upon us and with guilt it weighs us down. Evil tortures our minds and ties up our hearts. It suffocates our soul until we are almost dead. It puts us in a dark room without doors or windows. It tells us there is no way out. It feeds upon us night and day until we no longer exist.
     Unrelenting it is in what it wants, more souls to the fire. No man or woman is immune from its touch. Everyone must fight to keep it at bay. The weak in spirit will surrender and the strong will fight to push it away. Once defeated it will return to fight another day. It is a struggle for our life and for our love.
     Evil wins and it loses but it does not matter. It exist so to hunt it's prey. Like a wolf upon the sheep it preys upon us. It feeds upon our fears. Parasitic in nature it destroys the host. Run and hide we can do but it will find us. Face it and fight it we must do to keep it away.
     God help us and protect us from evil. Cleanse our bodies and our souls. Deliver us from temptation and deliver us from evil. Holy spirit come into our mind and soul. Strengthen our spirit so that we can fight evil and push it away. God come into our lives and guide us into the light. Open our eyes so that we can see and open our hearts so that we can love. Forgive us of our sins and continue to show us your love. In Jesus Christ name
I pray. Amen.