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The man at the door


-Luke 11:5-10-

-Then he said to them, “Suppose one of you has a friend, and he goes to him at midnight and says, ‘Friend lend me the loaves of bread, because a friend of mine on a journey has come to me, and I have nothing to set before him.’

“Then the one inside answers, ‘Don’t bother me. The door is already locked, and my children are with me in bed. I can’t get up and give you anything.’

I tell you, though he will not get up and give him bread because he is his friend, yet because of the man’s boldness he will get up and give him as much as he needs.

“So I say to you: Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock any the door will be opened to you.

For everyone who asks received; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.”-

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Posted by on April 7, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

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So easy to see

-Mellen Thomas Benedict-

Indian summer in Manhattan,
Sunset, long shadows and jazz on the street,
Everyone was mellow.

Walking and singing my way uptown,
I was playing follow the leader with my shadow
as it stretched out ahead of me.
It seemed to know where it was going.
Funny thing, I thought,
My shadow is leading the way
and will arrive wherever I’m going before me.
But where am I going?

Just then a wreck of a cab pulled up
with a rastaman from outerspace in the drivers seat.
Purple incense burning on the dashboard altar
and Bob Marley wailing from a boom box

He took one look at me
jumped out, waved me over
and quickly opened the rear door.
I knew this was a sign and I knew what to do.
So I climbed in.

Welcome aboard, Holy stranger
I be a righteous man, you know
and
I’m legally blind, too,
but it’s
So easy to See,
said the blind Jamaican cab driver.

Then my fate is in your good hands,
now can you take me to the
Cafe at the End of the World,
I replied.

God help us then,
I know just the place, he laughed,
as he stepped on the gas
and
we cruised into the neon night of the city.

 
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Posted by on April 2, 2018 in Uncategorized

 

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Mary Mary

“Shackles (Praise You)”

Whoo!
It sure is hot out here
Ya know?
I don’t mind thought
Just glad to be free
Know what I’m saying, uh!

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
(What’cha wanna do?)
I just wanna praise you
(Yeah, yeah)
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
(Uh feel me?)
And I’m gonna praise you
(What’cha gon do?)
I’m gonna praise you

In the corners of mind
I just can’t seem to find a reason to believe
That I can break free
Cause you see I have been down for so long
Feel like the hope is gone
But as I lift my hands, I understand
That I should praise you through my circumstance

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I’m gonna praise you
I’m gonna praise you

Everything that could go wrong
All went wrong at one time
So much pressure fell on me
I thought I was gon lose my mind
But I know you wanna see
If I will hold on through these trials
But I need you to lift this load
Cause I can’t take it anymore

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I’m gonna praise you
I’m gonna praise you

Been through the fire and the rain
Bound in every kind of way
But God has broken every chain
So let me go right now

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I’m gonna praise you
I’m gonna praise you
[repeat x3]

Take them off
What’cha gonna do, yeah

Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
I just wanna praise you
I just wanna praise you
You broke the chains now I can lift my hands
And I’m gonna praise you
I’m gonna praise you

*LYRICS – MARY MARY*

 
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Posted by on September 5, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Hippie

Envy,

In a bright blue dress,
Sways down the street, turning

The doll the child is holding,
Into trash.

The green plaid skirt –
Burberry,

Is useless in the wake of this drunk apparition.

And you deserve more,

Faster.

Stress, the suave gentleman in a red suit and orange,
Glinting cuff-links,

Plots his move.

Anger gathers dust around the
Isolated little girl, gathers

Whisper and,
Rumour,

Sets them chattering; I
Deserve better, I

Don’t see why I,
Cannot have that doll,

That she has, it’s,

Not fair to,
Make me wait,

In plain sight, of
It with the straight,

Hair,
That’s over there,

With her,

Demon!

I will find my hardy flip flops and search you out!
Have a flower.

 
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Posted by on August 14, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Puppets of routine

A morning bird call broke my rhythm.
Destroy a wall, why don’t you

Power through patterns,
Holding you back;

Anger is a useless form of being.
I like to move it, move it,

Physically fit,
We can be better, we

Can always be better, save
The Earth,

Can a man scoop fire into his lap without his clothes being burned?

You have been trapped by what you said,

Ensnared by the yours of your mouth.
Revenge and shame,

Are not cool rivers,
Are not brooks,

Are not life.
That comes with forgiveness.

A habit is not what a Nun wears.
*Photo – Peder*

 
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Posted by on August 6, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day Ninety-Seven: Watching my response to criticism

 

 

You WHAT??!!!

I was looking at the Newspaper today and glanced through the University pull outs.

We have about five National Universities, only two of which I would consider.

They were advertising for this Falls admissions, and because I’m an older person, they won’t ask for education credentials.

They will ask for money.

The fees run about KShs. 200,000/= per year, approx $3000.

That’s all. For a degree. Wow.

If there’s one thing I’d love to go back and learn, it’s how to take criticism.

 

My whole live depends on how I approach opportunity.

I approach warily, like a lion ready to fight – or like a hyena, un-trusting that the thing is dead enough to eat.

I am defensive, and stressed out. I want to succeed, but often it’s more about succeeding in having people respect me, than getting the task accomplished. Power, money and adoration.

I am fearful.

 

To stand before criticism and understand – really understand – that it helps me get better, and doesn’t mean I’m inadequate, would give me the freedom to try. To try with all my might, and to do so in full light.

 

As it is, all my successes are simple ones…personal ones. I’ve reigned in my drinking. I don’t steal. I haven’t killed. I forgive as best I can. I am generous.

I’d like to be successful in what I do…successful not just dependable.

 

I’d love to, just once, believe that I could be the one to get the top prize.

 

Then, I’d like to learn humility.

 

“Jesus returned to Galilee in the power of the Spirit, and news about him spread through the whole countryside. He taught in their synagogues, and everyone praised him.” Luke 4:14,15

cartoon – http://sketchedout.wordpress.com/2007/10/page/2/

 
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Posted by on May 29, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day Ninety Five: Snow White & The Kings

 

 

I watched this film today. It was supposed to be a modern rendition of, I guess, triumph over evil.

It was dreadful.

The reign of Kings and Queens is over. You know, there were places in the film where, Snow White is addressed as ‘the one’.

Destiny.

So the rest of us will have to eat cake.

 

I was uncomfortable in the movie.

Christianity is Royalist.

There is ONE King, who will rule above all others.

 

They will rule because they are more pure, more powerful, more everything.

I’m questioning what it is our role is, in the grand scheme of things.

Am I fighting for a place in heaven?

Will I be President?

A minister?

A City parking attendant?

 

How does this all work?

 

I find this week that I am very aware of my own interactions with other people, my own choices within those interactions.

I feel mildly more powerful than I have in a while.

Like I won’t shatter, I won’t break.

 

I am beginning to understand that EVERYONE is a King, a Queen.

Even you.

 

Isaiah 43:10-11 – I am he: before me there was no God formed, neither shall there be after me. I, even I, am the LORD; and beside me there is no saviour.

 

 
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Posted by on May 27, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day Ninety-Four: A letter to God

 

 

For a divine being you don’t look after yourself very well.You worry about the most mundane things and time moves on.

You know that you define the space around you and yet you insist on sitting in shit.

You refuse to think about the good things you did, always harping on about how if only this and that would change, if only I had made the right choices.

You create life, and then complain as it goes according to your plan.

You get angry and sulk when it’s not all about you.

I want to tell you something.

You are a necessary part of life. You have a right to laugh and have fun and have sex.

You cannot continue to blame everyone else for everything that is going wrong.

You have to create something new.

You must create life anew.

 

Am I divine?

 

“For I am about to do something new. See, I have already begun! Do you not see it? I will make a pathway through the wilderness. I will create rivers in the dry wasteland.” Isiah 43:19

 

 

 
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Posted by on May 26, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day Ninety-Three: Part 2

Photo – Oresegun Olumide

“Freedom is essential to finding Joy which, regardless of the apparent struggles in Life, is what EVERYONE unequivocally wants. Joy in Life gives rise to Right Thinking – not the other way around – and Right Thinking leads to Happiness. It is Happiness in Life that is the greatest prize.”

♦-Take a moment and Look at the pictures below. Don’t rush-♦

Jay Weinstein

Photos – Jay Weinstein

 

 
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Posted by on May 25, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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Day Ninety Three: Abandonment

 

 

In the last week of the ‘one hundred days of love’ journey, the teacher takes off.

She writes on this week that we are to come up with the weeks meditation. She offers her format as one to follow, but means for me, really, to go into the Bible, choose my own scripture, ask for my own help.

I expected this somehow, and wasn’t surprised, but my first thought was – why do all teachers do this?

Why in the end, do they take off, and say; that’s the end of the course, you know what to do, apply what you’ve learned!

 

This week the, I’ll just pick something and write.

 

I feel that God has been moving away from me for a while now.

I also feel (I think!), that I’ve been moving closer to myself.

Being responsible for my own life, my choices, my mistakes, is not something I’m enjoying.

I feel abandoned.

 

No miracles, no ray of shining light.

No transformation of paper into gold.

 

I had a talk with my sister yesterday about the power of positive thinking to transform the life that happens around you, or at least transform your experience of it.

One thought, held over a sufficient period of time, can change everything.

 

I am not poor.

I am not weighed down.

I am not ugly, fat, inadequate.

Not good enough, not pure enough, not strong enough.

 

I am rich.

I am free.

I am free.

 

“I long to see you so that I may impart to you some spiritual gift to make you strong – ” Romans 1:11

 
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Posted by on May 25, 2017 in Uncategorized

 

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