There are all kinds of prisons. Contentment of the flesh can be one.
“He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.”” (Psalm 91)
O glory to GOD who gives and asks us to be still and wait for Him.
I can have a perspective that is far narrower than GOD intends. Of course I do, we all do, as He is GOD and far more comprehensive than our finite minds, imaginations can ever fully grasp. BUT what if, abiding with Him, He can expand our grasp?
“I sing praises to Your name, O Lord,” and I look into your Word, O Lord, and I wait for you, O Lord.
A third of the world is in lockdown. The largest country is just coming out of it. The skies are cleaner than they’ve been in decades, the children are seeing more of their parents than ever before, society is in slo mo. And I’m thinking, this cannot be real.
“And the Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let him who hears say, “Come!” And let him who thirsts come. Whoever desires, let him take the water of life freely.” (Revelation 22:17)
Some people do not agree the future is hopeful. It’s important to be sensitive to others but not hide or apologise for being happy; rather, let us try to carry others with us.
Autumn comes late but it does come Climate change, metabolic change, Autumn still comes. Aches and pains Weight gains and mental blips every limit that never used to be comes in Autumn. Turn a corner the ’60’s arrive and Autumn plagues: a marking of time. Too much work never used to be suddenly — or …
That’s the dream. What — if anything spiritual — could it mean?
It seems there’s little we can do now — I wonder that anything is only putting a bandaid on the disaster we’ve created…. The beauty of this planet is fading, dying by mankind’s hand. Koala’s are in limited number, elephant tusks are on the black market. Innocent, majestic creatures dying by our hands. For money, for farming expansion, for sport.