So tell me of your righteous ways
How much is wrought as you Fast and Pray
This time and that when you consecrated the day
And how by your hand the enemy is kept at bay
Declare how men marvel at your words
That through your exploits flags are unfurled
By wisdom so great you increase your herds
How your mere presence leaves lowly hearts stirred Continue reading
I have often composed the thought process in my mind to justify why I am not Worthy. This is not just an esoterically gendered supposition. I am truly concerned with the premise and its support. Although I do not see through the same Holy eyes as my Father in Heaven, I do see with a good measure of reality. I know me. I recognize some of my shortcomings. At least by my measure they are shortcomings. I think I could be better or choose better or interact at a more desirable level than I do. So why am I wondering about being worthy? Or, maybe an equally good question is What is it which I have deemed myself unworthy of? Continue reading
What does it take to turn the moment of joy and pleasure into heartache? Desire and wonder, lust and unfulfilled cravings come of the temptation found with each of us. Expecting to be entertained, titillated, stroked and scratched as we feel the need, allows us to identify the unmet and increasing elevate its importance. Often without any consideration for the possible consequences we lash out to achieve our perceived prize. Thereby taking the secure moment of placid existence down the dark road of “Oh, how I wish I hadn’t”. We are undone without cause and lost in the realms of the unconsidered. We have turned the moment of joy and pleasure into heartache. Continue reading
There is not enough consolation in the world for all of the sorrows and all of the sufferings and all of the misery yesterday holds. Life is all of the descriptive phrases we can bring to bear. It is both wonderful and horrible, exhilarating and depressing. The birth of the new born, the death of the aging loved one, the tragedy of natural disaster and the triumph of freedom from tyranny all happen daily. Now deals with the today built upon the shoulders of yesterday. For some the heights of glory are too much to contain. For some the depths of desperateness make continuing seem futile. Continue reading
