Showing posts with label god. Show all posts
Showing posts with label god. Show all posts

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Duality Nullified and I'm No Longer a Skeptic

We've all heard the euphemisms:  Why Not?  You're only young once, Live to the fullest.  Don't look back.  Move forward.  Don't worry about the small stuff.  Then you simply can't forget about all the marketing sayings, logos, trademarks and copyrights that yack in the same manner.

I write in spurts, but tend to avoid a few topics.  No, I take that back.  I avoid talking about God because I've always been turned off from people cramming different opinion and ideology at me. God is personal, and I've always felt speaking about him should only be in the most concrete and sincere way possible, and I haven't been very concrete.  Even though I wasn't sure, not speaking about belief and how I felt began to bother me.  Where am I on this fence, I began to ask myself this question too many times to ignore.  Oh, I know exactly where I am now. I started another blog a couple weeks back, and I've decided to not separate this from my original blog.  When I started writing there, I had good intentions, but things have happened between the time I decided to write on this topic to now.  I am not church and state, I'm just me, so I think dividing the topic out of my blog isn't being who I am.  Now on reflection, it seems like I was giving in to the idea in duality, and I just can't.

I am passionate about this post and happy to write this here.  I am not on that fence anymore.  I am Christian.  Those of you that read my blog know I talk pretty much down to earth, and I have to just put it out there.  I have been searching, and the search is over people.  I had an experience that changed me, scared me, that ultimately saved me and I am still in awe of the power of Jesus Christ.

I am now in the process of learning more about the Lord and understanding his word and reeling from just how powerful God truly is.

I will probably write more in detail, and give a backdrop but I feel compelled to at least put it out there simply.  I am only now beginning to read the Bible, but the Lord our God is real.  Real and tangible, and listening for those who want his salvation.

*Huge Breath*

So inside I was restless and I had been researching for a long while on all things spiritual and how they collide with every day.  I looked up everything, on all kinds of topics, from science to history to paranormal.  I've watched, listened and read many books.  I wanted compelling truth about the world I was living in.  I listened to podcasts, watched YouTube, played with apps and followed different new age ideas, prayed, contemplated, visualized, you name it.  Then I decided to try a spirit box.  At first it seemed pretty harmless and then it started getting compelling.  So I recorded what was being said. Then it got detailed and then I realized where I was teetering.  I started praying.  I said the Our Father.  Things happened.  I even said out loud stop pushing my buttons; well, my computer went on and off from across the room. [scary]  I called on Jesus Christ.  Every hair on my body stood up.  I felt it.  It was that simple, yet that scary, all at the same time.  I listened to my recording and what I heard was still there, just like the feeling of Christ in my heart.

He's still here with me.  The world makes much more sense now, and I am relieved that God heard me in all my sincerity.  I have much to learn about his word, and stating my belief in Jesus Christ is that first step. I had to take this moment and share my good news.  Jesus loves me and I know it, because I felt the moment when question and fear change into conviction and reality.  It's liberating, this feeling of not being on the fence.  I've got a lot of work ahead of me, but somehow,  its all possible.

I was intent on finding truth, and the Lord gave me what I needed.  So in closing, I am still me, just brighter and happier because I found what I was looking for.  I pray those who are looking find their way too.  Just from one believer to the skeptic, don't dabble.

Friday, May 30, 2014

Spirituality in Clovers

Being lucky is not how I define myself.  I do not possess the mathematical prowess nor do I consult the stars to aid in being lucky.  I do have one talent that seems to astound a lot of people.  I find four leaf clovers.  I have always been able to.  What do you think I do with them?  I find a piece of hard paper and date it, then I place my clover in the center and put tape over it.  Then, I give them away.  I've been doing this for a long time.  I don't know quite when my belief system set in, but I'll share it.  Friends have been astonished when I've stood in their yards and plucked a prize from between our toes.  My best friend tearfully told me she had never found one before ... and still carries the one I gave her around.  I have given them as birthday gifts when I had no money.

A special Day.
Having a child and being a parent has made those clover searches more a daily routine for me.  I'll be outside looking down attempting to not be upset over drama before school.  When faced with the unanswerable, I consult the clovers.  Clovers keep me sane, they make me smile ruefully in the face of ALL IS LOST.  I am certain my clovers are there for me to center myself upon.  These bright patches of green are my connection with the unknown.  Karma, prayer, meditation... all are located in my yard.  God is but a patch away. Finding a YES within my given time to look makes me smile.  Going away empty handed means NO, but hey, I find more YES than NO.  Time feels well spent in my clovers.  I have my favorite patch to sit and survey my universe.  Four leaf clovers give me peace when I am anxious.  They help me not be angry and help me find time to just be.  To ask God a clover question and then keep the clover would upset the balance of my world, at least in my mind.

In sitting down to write this, I looked up four leaf clovers and found the following:

Druids believed carrying a 4LC warded off bad luck and offered magical protection.
Supposedly Eve carried away a 4LC from Eden, so to carry one is like always having a bit of that paradise.
Regular clovers stand for the holy trinity, a 4LC stands for the grace of God.
In the middle ages, children believed that having a 4LC made it possible for them to see fairies.
The odds of finding a 4LC is 10,000 to one, but that was a generous number I think.  Further reading included age and gender, which should be irrelevant in the whole luck system (personal belief).

In reading the above 'facts' and nostalgia... I conclude this:

Every clover I give away should help the recipient because they should be able to see fairies, have a symbol of God's grace, feel a little of Eden's paradise, ward off bad luck and be the one in ten thousand I choose to share a smile with.

Isn't that wonderful?

I found over twenty four leaf clovers in one day; the picture below is some of them.  I still think I'm me, but that day was rather special.  I shared this wisdom of the clovers with my daughter.  She found four.

All found in one Day.
My neighbors may wonder what it is I'm doing out there in my yard.  Maybe I lost something.  Maybe I'm crazy.  I really don't care.  I ponder life's mysteries and the troubles of the world pass me by.

Need a clover?  Email me.  I'll find one for you especially.  I'll mail it too.

Monday, November 12, 2012

Lard Factor

I had a teacher in high school that graded with a firm hand and a deft knife with a concept she liked to call The Lard Factor.  Oh what a precision slasher.  Grammatical perfection without a single tear shed on pretext.  I think my writing would keep her awake with her red ink pen annotations rabid to the point the pages would never dry.

I think of her now, late at night, as I trudge through some more idea places and wish I could find myself an agent more precise than the Demigod Google.

I have pounds and pounds of lard to sift through and gift to someone.  In theory all my writing and work could be handed over and processed.  Then someone would talk to me about options and direction, and where to go.  Hopefully somewhere better than Hell.

*smile*
I bet hell has the best advertising agents and lawyers.

Hell certainly has a public following, as I've heard its pretty damn hot.

*smile*
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