Policies and procedures; terms and conditions; agreements and manuals all play a role in helping Homo sapiens maneuver safety in the social zoo
Each person was created with an inner inkling called wisdom, to inspire spirit- the handy helper, which Jesus offered as his replacement.
Jesus knew first hand how the spirit can become during human-hurricane hazard that flies life like its gone with the wind.
His disciples were already fretting when Jesus said his work was done…complete
God, on the other hand, did not hold back Jesus because of that; as usual God already always has big ideas of how things oughta run after Jesus is gone, so he allowed Jesus to share his magic, if you will, he told them how he got to where he was and how they too can; and he reminded them of that which was already in them. God did not hand them any manuals to help them when the twists and turns of life flares up; that, he already had warned comes like a thief in the night. So who wants to be fumbling through a 26 pages of disclaimers and then sections 1, 2, 3… and then subsection a, b, c and that doesn’t even begin to help us scratch the surface of all the amendments let alone to fast forward us to what other fine prints and contradictions while in the storm, be it social, personal, emotional, financial, mental; and oh weary spirit is stuffed in the closet. Hunches make the most sense in times of “ what must I do”. Sorry-ass panic knows us so much better than we know ourselves kicks in and we forgot how we knew so well how to enjoy our sacred sanctum before arriving in what appears to be perpetual purgatory.
when I seem to have more questions than answers, answers that seem to have missed my questions, or when I just want assurance that I am in the eye of the storm and can rest in peace without fear of the shadow of death Wisdom’s built in compass takes over the decision making.
Though matter how long the storm last or how many times it chooses to return is at some point or another the time when it is required to haul us out of the darkness and land us back into the light that the embryo of consciousness delights in.
Like Jesus I am crying and praying all kinds of prayers; Jesus' prayers were good enough to preserve his spirit as it groaned on his behalf because even Jesus knew better than to resist God’s will; he tried though but in the end he knew God well enough to not continue wrestling with God to change its intention; so he chose to surrender to his soul. Maybe he learnt that from his cousin, Jacob.
Each person was created with an inner inkling called wisdom, to inspire spirit- the handy helper, which Jesus offered as his replacement.
Jesus knew first hand how the spirit can become during human-hurricane hazard that flies life like its gone with the wind.
His disciples were already fretting when Jesus said his work was done…complete
God, on the other hand, did not hold back Jesus because of that; as usual God already always has big ideas of how things oughta run after Jesus is gone, so he allowed Jesus to share his magic, if you will, he told them how he got to where he was and how they too can; and he reminded them of that which was already in them. God did not hand them any manuals to help them when the twists and turns of life flares up; that, he already had warned comes like a thief in the night. So who wants to be fumbling through a 26 pages of disclaimers and then sections 1, 2, 3… and then subsection a, b, c and that doesn’t even begin to help us scratch the surface of all the amendments let alone to fast forward us to what other fine prints and contradictions while in the storm, be it social, personal, emotional, financial, mental; and oh weary spirit is stuffed in the closet. Hunches make the most sense in times of “ what must I do”. Sorry-ass panic knows us so much better than we know ourselves kicks in and we forgot how we knew so well how to enjoy our sacred sanctum before arriving in what appears to be perpetual purgatory.
when I seem to have more questions than answers, answers that seem to have missed my questions, or when I just want assurance that I am in the eye of the storm and can rest in peace without fear of the shadow of death Wisdom’s built in compass takes over the decision making.
Though matter how long the storm last or how many times it chooses to return is at some point or another the time when it is required to haul us out of the darkness and land us back into the light that the embryo of consciousness delights in.
Like Jesus I am crying and praying all kinds of prayers; Jesus' prayers were good enough to preserve his spirit as it groaned on his behalf because even Jesus knew better than to resist God’s will; he tried though but in the end he knew God well enough to not continue wrestling with God to change its intention; so he chose to surrender to his soul. Maybe he learnt that from his cousin, Jacob.
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