Such Brief Control for So Short a Time
One has to wonder how we got here amid all this fantastic scenario we constantly see displayed before us. All the just right events, that continue to sustain us, is by itself a designer's wonder. Still, we live a little longer than wilting flowers amid grass. This all only becomes evident when, it seems, it is too late.
Substance Without Hope
We all imagine our own hope and that hope will bring its' own substance. Even without hope, I believe, there is still substance because the absence always exists. Reminds me of an unseen dark hole from which there is no escape exit. Even if one does not believe in God, then they have to be their own god just in order not to believe it. I cannot imagine how one can get God out of the picture without evidence. Ongoing....
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Imagination creates reality
Richard Wagner
Either the mind controls the body, or the body, with its' lesser horizon, will control the mind. It is instinctive for the eye to follow anything that moves. This is what the boob tube tells us about our bodies. But the spirit, if there is one, overrides all. There are many spirits, mediums and such, but there is only one spirit that I would trust to be in charge, Jesus.
Belief in God
and Santa Claus
It is not so easy to believe as quite a few assume. It is more than agreeing or going along with the pastor. And especially a pastor who thinks the stories in the Bible are not true, only the meaning is true. That is why cultivating and strengthening my faith is so important to me in today's Manna.
I always went to church
to build my faith stronger
But it has never worked that way. Instead, I actually lost my faith going to church. Luckily, but not after a long a wandering in a fruitless dessert, I did eventually regain my faith. It was built on the strength of my reasoning based on logic.
Yet another fruitless victory on my part. In that error I proved the existence of God. Here an inch off the mark was as good as a mile. Then, I gave up, and came freedom, my decision to believe, no matter what!
My belief came alive, from an inert subject becoming an active verb, a predicate, a pre-stated dictate to believing. But we must be careful when judging ourselves. We have no harsher judge than we ourselves.
Oldie but goodie
"It is one of the disasters of our lives that we get old too soon, and wise too late." Benjamin Franklin
This is the time of year for me to look back and evaluate the progress of my year previous. Usually, I discover I was quite stupid last January to be perfectly frank about it. But I am restored by the belief I learned mistakes I'll never make again. Every year I discover this, every January. 😉
Faith Critically More Important
Couldn'thelp overhear an intense discussion about signs and wonders at a side table in the Naked Eye recently.
What did Jesus say about "this" people desiring a sign? (Checking location) I am myself not overly impressed with blood coming out of stones and such. The fact that there was even universal donor blood involved does not rate any big discussion for my part. The Shroud is, on the other hand, quite interesting but is still not pivotal in any way.
Of course, now that I think on it, I am very concerned about healings. They seem worthwhile since they are so very appreciated and attracts faith. It is still, just the same, all in the seen world, and in the end, the flesh will not help us. This according to Jesus.
I am now finally become rather bored with all the old chestnuts dealing with the existence of God, having settled everything in that drawer to my own satisfaction. God is the I am that I am, which is to say God is Existence. My foundational view is that existence itself is good by definition, or else it could not exist. Anything bad is destruction destroying itself by definition.
So where will this lead next? I sense a stream of consciousness coming over my spirit. It is not a time to carve anything in stone. So, I will say what I will say and let no one tell me what I am saying in my place.
Gingerbread maybe, but not foundational. Everyone says what they say, and they can keep on saying it, but not hold to making as if I am saying it for them. So let the tremble chins line up and tell me what I am saying if they want. I just will say "No, that is what you are saying, saying all for yourself, from yourself, about yourself, on your own."
My faith no more has a foundation in logical arguments made from routine believable concepts, bordering on the mundane. I am venturing on my own, off by myself all alone. I think so in any event. Both faith and fact are logically equal it seems to me in this particular moment.
Faith experienced is always new and dynamically moving. Fact on the other hand is rooted in a final settlement, a fixed stone marking something that in time will be thought of as, "once was but no more."
Now that is getting to too toot far ahead of even me!
The original short green foliage seen earlier on Churchill's stone has been replaced with a newer inscription seen in today's Memory Stones.
