God's Dilemma - Part 1

 In the scheme of things God created everything and that made Him King of the Universe with anything He created becoming subservient to Him ... but it also automatically made Him alone and lonesome with no peer, friend, compatriot, confidante, family, adviser and many other things; not that He needed it, but the human part of Him needed someone to talk to, to confide in, to be friends with, to adore and love Him seriously and unconditionally. To be really one with Him.

Please remember to forget

You might have gotten used to me teaching the opposite of the teaching of convention and conventional wisdom; maybe it's the way I try to forget convention which takes me into this domain where senses must be reinterpreted and tested.

G.K. Chesterton once wrote that the madman is not one who has lost his senses, but one who has lost everything except his senses.

Pent up love will explode in your heart

Love is in your heart ... let it fly ...

What we all have in abundance, is love stashed away somewhere in the deep chasms of our inner being and it will on the least provocation open its eyes and rear its beautiful head, making itself ready to explode into something beautiful, long before we realise it.

No, this statement is not from a science fiction film, a western thriller, a Hollywood soapie or a new fashion.

To be or not to be .... Part 1

How many times have we used this expression, or heard someone use it. We might even know that it comes from a Shakespeare play, and we might even know it comes from his play: 'The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark', but mostly our knowledge ends there, and we might not know the meaning or context of it.

The Invulnerability of Weakness

No, it is not a contradiction in terms. It is a truth that is hidden. 

We normally, conventionally and socially revere the opposite. We are so quick in pushing the weakling aside, ignore and pity him or her and move on. For us weakness is a shame - in others and in us. It just does not make sense to praise or tolerate weakness, much less revere it.

May wind - a poem by Sarah Teasdale

 “I said, "I have shut my heart

   As one shuts an open door,

  That Love may starve therein

   And trouble me no more."

  But over the roofs there came

   The wet new wind of May,

  And a tune blew up from the curb

   Where the street-pianos play.

  My room was white with the sun

   And Love cried out in me,

  "I am strong, I will break your heart

   Unless you set me free.”

Cast out of Heaven onto Earth

And he said unto them, I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven.

Adult Sunday School Part 26 - September 2020.

I am busy writing an article named: 'Why do God reject us?' in which I use concepts which are mixed between the physical and the super natural.

This Sunday School lesson is just a basis for my treatise on rejection and is written as a Sunday school lesson.

Thank you for doing me proud

Thank you for doing me proud! – September 2020.

Just a short thank you to all my readers to say how much I appreciated your patronage over these past twenty years ... yes, that is how long I have been keeping this blog.

In the time I have written over three hundred articles and poems, and I hope that you have enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it.

The Age of Unreason

The Age of Unreason – July 2020

Of course my title chosen above is an aberration of the name of the book by Thomas Paine, whose last name was in reality Pain … and the amount of pain he inflicted on mankind is incalculable. His book was only meant to be for a reason or a season or an age, but it became the foundation of unreason for millennia.

On the face of it, we will all say: what!? Could there have been a time when unreason reigned supreme?

Disillusioned- a poem

Disillusioned- a poem – June 2020

I am ill at ease with the present world peace

As down below it glimmers of how the world simmers

As we warm up to sin with an uneasy grin

Trying to hide our conscience and pride

Repeating again some period of pain

Known as the Romantic which was violent and frantic

In which anything goes and end up in woes

Which satisfies our senses and blunts our defenses