Speak: Tell The Truth

May 9, 2018

“All we say to America is, ‘Be true to what you said on paper.’  

If I lived in China or even Russia, or any totalitarian country, maybe I could understand the denial of certain basic 1st Amendment privileges, because they hadn’t committed themselves to that over there.

But somewhere I read of the Freedom of Assembly.  Somewhere I read of the Freedom of Speech.

Somewhere I read of the Freedom of the Press.  Somewhere I read that the greatness of America is the Right to Protest – for Right.

Christ_+

“Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
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“Nonviolence does not mean meek submission to the will of the evil doer, but it means the pitting of one’s whole soul against the will of the tyrant.  Working under this law of our being, it is possible for a single individual to defy the whole might of an unjust empire to save his honour, his religion, his soul and lay . . . the foundations for that empire’s fall or its regeneration.” Gandhi
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“Political language … is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. One cannot change this all in a moment, but one can at least change one’s own habits, and from time to time one can even, if one jeers loudly enough, send some worn-out and useless phrase – some jackboot, Achilles’ heel, hotbed, melting pot, acid test, veritable inferno or other lump of verbal refuse – into the dustbin where it belongs.” George Orwell
Poor People’s Campaign

The Prophet (and Those Who Knew Him)

February 8, 2018

The Prophet -Gibran++

The Prophet: On Reason and Passion

Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.  Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing; And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.

Kahlil Gibran - Jesus

Jesus The Son of Man:

Mary: And well I remember how once He raised His hand towards the sky, and His parted fingers were like the branches of an elm.  And I remember Him pacing the evening.  He was not walking.  He Himself was a road above the road; even as a cloud above the earth that would descend to refresh the earth.


Doorway To a Thousand Churches

December 25, 2017

Love, I get so lost sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are

All my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway
(In your eyes) To a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
(In your eyes) Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes, the light, the heat)
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes

Love, I don’t like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

And all my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

In your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
In your eyes
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway to a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes) Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes


Lord Is It Mine

The Story In Your Eyes

Jesus of Nazareth: Victims of the Fury


Shelled Shores and Music

November 10, 2016

“It is He that loveth His brethren, His sheep.”

Shrouds of +

Your heartbeat,
The tide, the shore —
The shell, the shore, the music,
Listen to the sound:

The poetry flows,
The melody flows,
To the Lighthouse.

Holy Blood +

+ Re: The Family of Jesus +

Raining: Sets and Stages

“Seek Me”: Secret Garden

“Amen”: New Beginnings

All Sides (One Goal)

The Crest of Hope 

A Guide

Restored Shells +++


Relentless (Crossfire)

October 16, 2016

“Relentless”

In the time we spent together
Many words have passed between
And the feelings that we shared are all behind us now
‘Cause a change has come upon me
And I’m surly not the same
There is so much more than what we feel and live every day

[Chorus]
Relentless, unchanging
Though the world is still before me now
I’m seeing forever
I will keep my heart and mind with you
So joyously I’m waiting for the day

In a single timeless moment
When the old was cast away
The new was born into a world of simple joy
And my life is still for living
Though it’s seen through different eyes
And the knowledge of the truth’s
A burden easy to bear

[Bridge]
It’s drawing so near
It’s shrouded in mystery
Histories fall, the end of an age
The feeling we’re waiting for, hoping for
Now, the time to come alive
The end to which we strive
Will soon arrive

Now the gift is truly given
If you only would receive
For you’re standing in the crossroads
And you can’t turn back
Though we can’t conceive forever
And it’s sometimes hard to care
Our lives do not compare to what’s awaiting us there

Seeds of Change: The Spiritual Quest of Kerry Livgren

(*Supportive of His Spiritual Journey, Not Politics*)

Kerry Livgren: Interviews


Gotta Serve Somebody +

October 7, 2015

You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side
You may be working in a barbershop, you may know how to cut hair
You may be somebody’s mistress, may be somebody’s heir.

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes
You’re gonna have to serve somebody,
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody.

Might like to wear cotton, might like to wear silk
Might like to drink whiskey, might like to drink milk
You might like to eat caviar, you might like to eat bread
You may be sleeping on the floor, sleeping in a king-sized bed.

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to serve somebody,
It may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody.

Gotta Serve Somebody +

“People seldom do what they believe in.  
They do what is convenient, then repent.” 

Mary Shines (On Gospels)

Believing: One


Re: The Family of Jesus

July 7, 2015

The family that Jesus knows he belongs to and belongs to forever—and the family he wants everyone else to belong to—is the family of the lovers of God; it is this family that must spread all over the earth, and spread its warmth and charity and passionate concern for just conditions into every corner of human society if human life is to become divine.

With a keyed focus on the heart (and sharing) of God’s Love, imagine being deeply loved by your earthly father and how it felt or feels to return/share in that love.  Then, imagine (possibly as a new beginning) a personal visit from the heavenly Father showing love for you ten times beyond – with a resulting embrace and envelopment that nothing on earth could take away.  Following, imagine Jesus Christ giving you an infallible message (Gift) (for all), in these days:

I would do it again, if necessary – because I Love you all so much.”

After being overwhelmed with meaning (and emotion), would you then seek (ceaselessly)? : “How much love as this could there be?” This kind of focus – on His family, and how much they want us to know we are welcomed within, if we would only open our arms (and accept their hands), may awaken, again, in such depth that matters here are overcome to such a spiritual extent – where nothing can erase it.

Shells and Shores

Are You Ready