Sin

Sin: Falling short of God’s mark or is it falling short of living up to social norms, taboos and mores?

I often wonder about when I miss God’s mark and when it is a social construct disguised as God’s mark.

Nowadays I choose to open my eyes and sift through God’s word until I feel the piercing truth of his command and reminder. Study my word and dwell on it day and night for heaven and earth will pass away; but my word will guide you even when you go through the storms and raging waters.

What is sin in the eyes of God is not limited to breaking the Ten Commandments but by disobeying the summary of all the commandments: Love God with all your heart and love your neighbour as yourself.

I am committed to take my orders from God and remain accountable only to him for disobeying Him.

It is not easy but like everything worth tugging at my hear and pursuing my soul; I hang on to it even when the going gets tough because God does not discount any one’s progress as He knows their intentions and judges accordingly.

So with God as my strength I will overcome the challenges that face me. Everything that confronts me has to get God’s approval and He has everything under his feet, yes He has conquered everything that threatens me and I have to believe that!

The wicked are doomed by their own violence; they refuse to do what is right.
-Proverbs 21: 7; The Good News Bible

Don't take advantage of the poor just because you can; don't take advantage of those who stand helpless in court. The Lord will argue their case for them and threaten the life of anyone who threatens theirs.
- Proverbs 22-23, The Good News Bible.

There are people who take cruel advantage of the poor and needy; that is the way they make a living.
-Proverbs 30: 14, The Good News Bible

Sweetness of gratification

In the face of every challenge, emerged the most triumphant outcome. I confess that it is in hindsight that all the gnarled and tangled series of events make sense.

Deliberate delay may sound like a contradiction in terms however it is just what ‘waiting patiently’ means to me. I savour the bliss like licking the juices of a mango dripping down my hands

Today, while waiting of my long overdue LTD benefit payment to arrive by courier, the postman delivered a copy of my poetry course class anthology; something I had been expecting more than six months ago.

Wow talk about waiting patiently and the gratification of anticipation and faith. The ability to await the right moment for the best outcome is a quality that I sometime struggle to maintain; however, I have been getting much better at reminding myself that everything good comes when I hurry less. I suppose that is my way of saying that I am learning to trust God and strengthen my faith.

Way to go Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis!

Lasting Inheritance

God has warned me not work for food that spoils; he is not dismissing the fact that the body needs nutritious meals. He is talking about that the breath of life for know living dead can survive let alone thrive without the gift of God’s very own breath of life.

No amount of worldly security and guarantee can replace or restore that which compliance of man made laws damaged. So I trade a life of oppression for a life incensed with God’s power and enjoy Life's lasting inheritance. God can attend to the rest and is doing so right now. The thing is I had to take a risk of enduring the stress of straddling between intellect and intuition while perfecting the art of being human and divine in one body

Taxed Time

Here I am preparing to reclaim money that was zapped from my earnings even before I received the income statement that confirmed how my workforce wage dwindled to pennies long before I spent it on my well-balanced budget.

I detest having to add this, minus that and enter here to fill in the blanks of fabricated plethora of formula what the developer has already determined what the maximum or minimum amount to enter as the eligible expectation. $250 or less or, 3% of line 236; if negative, enter 0. Don’t get me started about the lines that cannot be zero or negative.

Almost two decades of seemingly helping computer software accurately calculate my refund and still I am blank as to why this mindboggling method is opted as the best art of accounting used by the civil servants to earn first cut of my fiscal pie and then I am to wait for the following to arrive to play ‘Simon Says’ so God can receive its meagre 10 percent for providing proof that this is indeed God's idea of survival style resource reality to the masses.

Meanwhile God continues paying the first and last on its roster with the same measurement of respect for each one’s contribution. All I can attest to is that Divine Order formula works and so I agree to render to God from my talents and for being here on Earth as a full member of the Universe

The danger of compliance

I cannot help but rebel against the many oppressive tactics of the person who are supposed to be the servants of the citizens of this country. Granted anywhere there is democracy there should be persons who must be prepare, not only willing, to wash the feet of the masses. I wonder how many government, political figures and as a matter of fact all authority sources realize that taking on such role is not designed to get people to submit to them. Part of the problem is also with the masses who fail to exercise their god given power and fall for the false gods who façade their gung-ho to be there for the people by the people. This is what the devils do to cun their way into God’s people.

This word democracy is a smokescreen; however God knows exactly what is happening and the criminals who are disguise as people who are there for the people by the people. They are the ones who are spiritually dead.

Pharaoh characteristics[1] are very much in the political tax evaders; Satanic attack is the fooling people into believing that God is slacking off on His promises. All I can say is that the people who fail to let God use them are heaping hot coals on their head for God has said what will happen on Judgment Day.

God promise to Jeremiah is as follows” I alone know the plans I have for you, plans too to bring you prosperity and not disaster, plans to bring about the future you hope for.”[2]

Let’s take our cue from the three Hebrew brothers who stood up to king Nebuchadnezzar’s. The brothers dared humiliate the king instead of deceiving God and themselves. Read Daniel, chapter three. This same God is waiting for us to stand up to the devils that pose as men of God’s authority.

God works in evil situations to get us to discern how we are being robbed of his life in us. He has given us spirits of power, love and sound reasoning and we have aborted that for a spirit of fear and that is the underlying cause of all the disaster, disease and everything that takes away the breath of God in us.

I for one do not intend to let man’s laws blind me from seeing God at work in my life. I plan to assist everyone to discern from God that which he strengthens to accomplish.

I have no time to spend my time to limit God’s potential in me and I encourage each individual to stop feeling helpless in the face of the devils. Stop letting other think for you and watch God take over in his anger and blow away the cowards and have them be the servants that God inaugurated them to be.

God needs our help to accomplish his plan. Don’t fail him now, please, don’t fail God because you will be fighting a losing battle.

Stay tuned
More to come….

[1] Exodus 7, verse 14 to chapter 14
[2] Jeremiah 29: 11: The Good News Bible

Consensus

The common concept of consensus was something I treated for a long time as the default to democracy. Come census time and this is one I honestly believed was a means to welcome each one’s contribution in helping to participate in building the world that is safe and fitting for all of creation.

Ever since disillusioned enlightenment cleared its shadow from my Path I no longer see validity in performing such rites. Maybe I miss the mark or, maybe my understanding of practical protocol of the significant sensibleness of consensus and census is quite a ways away from the theoretical theatres of manmade quick fixes attempting to override authentic accountability of self responsibility.

The conscious choice of integrity is not something to treat with disdain nor is the human spirit up for grabs to enforce policies which murder the mind, steal souls and, harangue humanity to sacrifice every shred of dignity as a prerequisite to belong to its own species. Instead, the conscious choice of integrity is a gift and honour of wisdom of the human spirit each with its own morsel of God to create and cocreate a world that is safe and fitting for all

That is why I choose to choose nature and contribute to and participate in nurturing in ways that empower the return of pristine use of power and respectful right to choose.

The i of the i

The impeccability of the intention of using the word is what makes all the difference in the result of God’s omnipotence

On their own words are harmless and innocent. Once the energy of thought decides to use words actions birth and God is unsurprised at the thought-action production. I wonder if God had put thought of ideas to the test and skipped past using words to foolproof Genesis. I sense that God’s thoughts were so powerful and immaculate they produces instants results and so god never really needed words or to use words because word can distort the clarity of the experiment with words and exploration of thoughts.

Maybe like me, God enjoyed the peace and quiet of silence until one day God broke in song and words came into form and language happily joined in the evolution of God’s self expression exuberance

right on schedule

Anything that has had to last must be built slowly and with good intention. This is what I kept telling myself in order to remain optimistic when the prospect of finding a field placement where I can practise my interpersonal skills, and helping the community in an area of my experiential expertise seemed like a crushed goal.

Since I consider the field work very crucial in assisting me to determine if my primary clientele is the most practical for working as a Social Service Worker, I was not about to settle for any agency just to meet the 300 hours college requirement.

I was rather frustrated with the process; however I used it as an opportunity for practising what I was in training to preach…self-determination, courage and perseverance and a ‘don’t give up’ attitude. Some how this came easier as I reminded myself of the reward of ‘walking in the moccasin’s of my clients’ when they feel knocked down by challenges.

Just when I was about to settle for an agency where I could at least get my first placement out of the way; I decided to resume my networking in the mental health area and voila, I landed a placement in just the right area of mental health. I secured a placement at Alternatives: a mental health agency that provides service to client.

So I believe that the heart and intuition already knows my deepest desires and I have to trust that my aspiration to be a social service worker is really what I am destined to be.

Seeing beyond the problem

This pause in my day was to release the pause button on the process and trusting myself to continue moving ahead of the least crowded of the road. I set out this trek a decade ago. Come to think of it I have been on this trek from the time I entered this side of heaven. Well I am not sure I was ready but given the circumstance I had no say in that. Then and again maybe the date of birth was my choice and God said here you are my girl, I have been waiting. I know that he was not surprise when I came because he knew that day was conceived in his mind when he created me.

And so the miracle continued. I strayed on when I got to the first fork of the road and even then when insisted on making myself make him believe.

This was prompted after this mornings reflection that I called ‘seeing beyond the cause’ and also from a movie clippings message that just resonated into my awareness: “See what no one else sees. See what everyone else chooses not to see.”[i]

I picked up my pen and paper and let my mind use my fingers.

I see what I choose to prefer not to see but I know that I must let myself see, feel, touch, smell, taste, savour, enjoy it FULLY with all its burning, rubbish, passion, anger, shame, joy, thorns, suffering, discomfort, bliss, power, weakness. All these are part and parcel of what comes with everything that I yearn for.

Instead of wanting to reconsider what I know that I genuinely long for and deeply desire to aspire I accept that no amount of frustration or wishing or praying, procrastinating or ignoring of the brown paper that presents itself each time I delve enthusiastically in working towards manifesting the fine details that only I know how to and truly convinced can, and is the only way that will bring the outcome of my desire. So I will go ahead and do it. In order to proceed and endure, I must keep the seeing beyond what is. I will not let anything ruin my spirit.

Knowing that which presents itself is meant to keep my self on “higher ground”, quitting from seeing beyond the problem is not an option.



[i] Patch Adams- 1998, Universal Pictures

No training required

The seasons have been following the orders directly from the invisible intelligence that willingly empowers guides and directs the universe through its powerful presence modeling the vibrational way out from chaos to absolute organization.

The elements have been able to change and clean out debris and continue to spark newness in the twinkling of an eye’s blink just as nature inspires and defines reform. The way this is making each day new is beyond the limited scope that outlines the membranes of the brain. Getting in to the groove is helping me reconstruct the gully in the skull filling it up with substantial genetic matrix of divinely natural attributes and I am continue to imitate the elements and the seasons

My Favourite Colour

I have always been mesmerized by nature and yet I was unable to understand why I am so attuned to the colour brown.

One autumn day that all changed when I passed over the DVP and Don Mills Road Bridge and was awestruck at how the tress had been transformed into this beautiful tapestry that outline the highway below. Such a palette of colours- naturally created; no artist has such potential. Wow!

I wondered aloud, “’ If only I could be like these trees!” Then I figured why not, Nature would not mind and then and again maybe just maybe that is what she wanted me to learn from her.

I began to hang around the parks and talk to nature, sometimes aloud and sometimes in the secret place of my heart, all lone and sometime with others. I noticed that the more I bonded with Mother Nature, the more the different shades of brown appealed to me in a way that still leaves me dumbfounded.

Other colours that keep me in touch with myself are; red- I call it my feel good colour; green, orange yellow, magenta fucshia are all rejuvenating. Brown keeps me grounded to Mother Earth and earth tone colours bond me with Father Nature!

An Illuminating Storybook

I always used to read the bible; however, in the last five years I have begun to really study it. That’s when I zoomed in on people’s stories that mirrored mine and decided to read on some more of this mystery history book. I quickly realized and came to the conclusion that it was neither a history book nor a mystery novel.

The profoundness of silence

The more I think about thinking, the more I think, create and recreate and the more I just want to think and think about thinking. Wow!

Writing, and more so, poetry helps me to stay tune within. It brings out the strength and courage when doubts try to creep in to distract me from my purpose



I learnt to tame and express my feeling of anger, resentment and bitterness by letting them spew out on the pages of my journal, bits of paper or the PC. I am now more inspired than ever before to further refine my poetry composing ability. This is one way I intend to share my richnees of life experiencecs.

Now a days, when I bump into words, I treat them as though they were novel, I loosen them up, twist them, sometimes I re-colour a few too so as to create a bit of strangeness; then sit back and watch them with new interest.

The unknown is releasing its firm grip. I know that it is a matter of time before it lost its sting. Its venom will become the antidote that improves my outlook on each experience on this side of heaven. Each breath is a powerful magnet to draw me towards that which I am hereto attain. Only then can I face and own the fact that there is no need or reason to cultivate fearfulness or the need to escape from what is!