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We obvously are not very advanced in this world spiritually at this time. We have a lot of harsh and abusive conditions exisiting in this world and a lot of serious problems that have not been properly addressed. Our world has advanced a lot in the area of science and technology recently, but has not advanced that much in the spiritual area. It is good that science is not distorted and held back by the mythology of the past, like we are in our understanding of the spiritual. &n... Read More
Spiritual Journey Across from the mountains, A little house sits in the tree's, I'm lost in tranquility, As my soul tries to breath. White clouds moving slowly, The breeze a calm still, I'm caught in the moment, As my heart starts to heal. A piece of me, In the startling blue sky, As I spread my wings, My soul starts to fly. I fly to unknown places, Where pain and hurt once dwelled, As the memories flow pass me,... Read More
Today is a beautiful day in Las Vegas, Nevada. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves on the trees in my backyard. The plants are blossoming and tiny bees and insects are visiting the flowers. I saw a hummingbird as well as the fat little Mourning Doves that are gathering twigs and tufts of dried grass to build their nest with. The tomato plants are growing and small green peppers are on my pepper plants. The trees that Brian planted are healthy. One is a beautiful and de... Read More
No one can know truth except the one who obeys truth. You think you know truth. People memorize the Scriptures by the yard, but that is not a guarantee of knowing the truth. Truth is not a text. Truth is in the text, but it takes the text plus the Holy Spirit to bring truth to a human soul.... ... Read More
On Entering St Peters, Viewing The Pieta Yes, these eyes lift to take in this magnificent temple of light and stone, a gilded glory created in your name Via angels in azure domes the sun's fingers still caress the cool tiled floor and the mummified bodies of popes under glass And yet these feet, these feet have walked me here to hear the white marble scream of another temple, the shattered flesh and bone of you, flung full, used u... Read More
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