If my soul was tossed up into the air, Who would grab it faster? The devil or God?
The devil is obvious with his hunger for your pound of flesh. He can instantaneously fulfill every dark wish that you ever had. It’s a bit like competing with the drug dealer. Most honest jobs can’t stack up high enough against his offerings, But at what price to you?
If everything is part of God, Then is my perception of “the devil” Simply God allowing us the freedom to run amuck? His standing by with love in His heart, While we exhaust the evil, Tire of the shadows and draw a blank for more destruction?
His waiting with open arms, As we wearily claw our way out of the cesspool.
With a hoarse whisper, “Enough. I’ve had enough.”
I flip weakly onto my back to dry out. Without any fanfare, I lift my soul to the heavens and let go.
Lost souls are falling down into the darkness Falling by the wayside As we continue to fail them one by one.
We fail them when we forget who we truly are at our heart center And instead, mask as lies, deceit and disingenuousness. We fail them when we place the false idols of corruption, intimidation and greed Before the basic goodness of loving care and right action. We fail them when injustice and inequality takes a front seat Instead of honouring the sacredness of each red, yellow, white, black and brown soul. All lovingly and deliberately placed on this earth plane for their highest good And for our own. Every loss, every missed step, mis-step, Every unheard bellow for salvation and heaven on earth Calls us to step up our “game,” And take our seat at the council table for all of humanity. For all of life.
To declare our intention To do good To see good To recognise it Praise it Inspire it for all who come under our radar and beyond To shine God’s merciful Light brightly, consistently.
For there are lives whose continued existence are affected By our non-actions and our inspired actions. Who are you called to be in this moment And what, if anything, are you being called to do? Now. This very day. This exact moment. Not an off in the distance, fleeting hope without shape and form, But a crystal clear vision that is lovingly rooted in the now Honed with absolute precision and Grace.
May each soul here feel blessed and may we in turn pass on the offering, So that in time, darkness will have nowhere to grow And all beings may realise peace.