After “laughter”...

 

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Well here I am my god, and king of all.

And here you are with me in this same world.

I guess the question is why this small Paul

would be so lucky as to be here curled

within your favour, as I plainly am,

to be so loved (as I am led to be).

But I have seen it often when a man

and woman get together, giving free-

ly of the love they find can come about

within a tawdry life when they work with

its way of doing things. They might still shout,

but that’s to dig deep, to make well for kith

and make them kin, through covenantal ways

where love is a commitment that is shown

out any way they can, and soon displays

itself in offspring (of themselves, love known, 

and multiplied, affective, with effect).

It spreads and would infect some “an-im-als” 

and raise them up to higher planes, inject 

a virus like small piece of RNA

that in a living cell makes more like it. (...)

But in the case of love, there is no way

that love will force someone to kiss, or spit.

But still it's true that if for help we ask,

love brings a force with it, to make things be

more loving for the people round the task.

I’ve found this to be true. That’s what I see.

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Night Sight

 

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Oh Lord of Heaven above & Earth below,

creator of all things in such a way

that they relate together, and some know

more than some others; even less can say.

And some, I start to see, have other ways

than “being”; with potentialities,

they have a thing called “choice” at least some days

(for they might not receive their gift, or please

their maker by their stepping out to rule

(in such a way that God means by that word).

And now I see that this is like that fool

who thinks they know before they learn - absurd!

But there are those (I’ve met some - so far here)

who though they might be foetal gods when I

met them down here on Earth, when I appeared

as such myself. These get to have a try

at doing some creative work themselves.

At first by choosing how they will progress,

and how all judgements with respect to health,

some other goods and bads of fruits and stress,

will be then taken in the whole she-bang,

of all relationships that are and were,

and maybe ever will be, as they hang

together as brain hemispheres do blurr

reactions, and they have their secret ways -

communing as they do, at times to slow

or wait upon the other side which pays

great dividends to all, to the whole show!

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Notes

“… in the manner in which you judge, you will be judged.”

[a wise sage, named “God is Saviour” (Yeshua), some call the "anointed to lead" (Christ)]

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Bright eyes...

 Conduits and sources of meaning..

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What makes you come alive and turns you on?

What helps you see your purpose in some task?

What are the threads of meaning in the song

you sing each day - especially when not asked?

But which arise within you heart, or mind; 

the pictures you imagine as you go

about the things you often do; you find

are often there within yourself - you know.

Our question only works as a strip tease.

It’s not like we’ve the perfect lives, and our

describing them will be a way with ease

to get the answers to our thirst for power.

For we are meaning makers, it is true.

It means something to our humanity

to speak, and mean a thing, from me to you,

and back again. Unseen though our words be.

Though some potentiality is there, 

a partnership exists, and we offspring,

must be involved ourselves/ be raised to where

we’ve learned to walk, the talk “matches” the thing!

So process is the thing, this stage is sound.

The learning, changing, growing is the core

for us who often need to turn around, 

to keep our eyes child-bright. We’re sponges for

the truth, reality, to be lived out,

expressed in love’s responsiveness to gift,

and presence of the lover who won’t pout,

but totally eclipse our visions. Lift.

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[16] Christ's message in all its richness must live in your hearts. Teach and instruct each other with all wisdom. Sing psalms, hymns, and sacred songs; sing to God with thanksgiving in your hearts. [17] Everything you do or say, then, should be done in the name of the Lord Jesus, as you give thanks through him to God the Father. ….

[23] Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as though you were working for the Lord and not for human beings. [24] Remember that the Lord will give you as a reward what he has kept for his people. For Christ is the real Master you serve. [25] And wrongdoers will be repaid for the wrong things they do, because God judges everyone by the same standard. (Colossians 3:16-17, 23-25 GNBUK)

Turn around (bright eyes)

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thanksgiving..

 (spiritual discipline of)

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Today we sat, with food at breakfast time,

and one of us proposed an exercise

of thinking of past days or weeks, to shine

the lamp of goodness on parts of our lives

& then give thanks to God who did provide

us with some goodness we are grateful for.

We know that these are only some, they hide 

around the corners, out of sight and more.

They’re ones that we could name this morning when

we sat down with each other, and our food…

The context often focusses minds, then

we’re more likely to see - what then ensued:

Dunc thanked the source of goodness for his wife -

(our daughter Milly) who has brought to life

their children Hamish & Tullia (whom

he said he’s also grateful for) - Boom, boom!

Hamish (who’s one, and turning two) concurred 

the cars (& ball) he often plays with are

what he could have some thanks for. He’d demurred

for lack of abstract words, but he likes “car”!

 

For Milly: Sunlight, (on) the leaves, as well

as Duncan, Kids, & Freddy (her friend's boy).

Tullia thought of “Food”, within the shell

of “Hamish’s bowl, that he’d shared with joy.”

And “Freddy’s birthday - he is one (today)!”

And then Katrina (with sore throat and hand)

said “Tablets - pain relief, hay-fever!” Hey,

she takes a while to surface. Understand?

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Paul added too, that he might say “The Sun 

(as source of energy for Life on Earth),

& Food: a way its energy’s begun

to seep into our bodies since our birth.

And we together, gathered up these thoughts,

and send them back to that creative love

which set us into being. We weren’t bought

some grocery shop, and just appeared above

all other beings (that we mostly see

because we are the bosses here below).

Our understanding grows as losses be

experienced: “The Boss’s here below!”

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Thanks for

Dunc: Milly who's given their family Hamish & Tullia (whom he is also grateful for).

H: the ball & the cars

Milly: Sunlight, the leaves, Duncan & Freddy

Tullia: food, That Hamish had shared his bowl with me. Freddy’s birthday… he’s one.

K: pain relief tablets, Hay-fever tablets, 

P: the sun: giving energy for all biological life on Earth.

Food: which makes the sun’s energy available to our bodies to live another day upon the Earth.

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pain-a-gain

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Oh God, you’ve helped me up until today, 

so why should I now fret and start to say

(because of pain I'm in) “You’ve gone away!”

Instead I can “use words”, or just display

my pain to you. “It hurts!” And while I feel

this pain I start to know some that seem real

but might be covered, or just brought to heel, 

by pain-killers until their cause is healed.

I think that is what I have come to know

you as: “the healer, and who makes good grow”.

The fact that you allow us to join, so

we even grow in agency, might show

some sillyness on your part, (for you do

this kind of thing a lot), and I love you

a lot for letting me join up with who

is most creative, and most wise to boot!

“But I am made of clay, and feel so small.”

Yet when I let our “partnership” recall

the unseen part, then I can stand up tall,

and also keep a space in me to fall

into your satisfying hold of me

in tender care, and know I’ll always be

upon your mind, as is my lady, she

is more-so when she shares quite openly

her heart, and unseen thoughts and feelings too.

And this brings me again, right back to you.

“My tooth is sore. I don’t know what to do -

I’ll ring that dentist. Thanks for wisdom new!”

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Following the thread that’s laid…

(Beginning where we are, in Bendigo, go, go!)

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For "brew" in the new, and too, very old...

Good Reign of the who is grievously bold..

determined to grow each man, more than mouse;

8:30a.m. & @ the Brew House.

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“Go & MAKE DISCIPLES of all the nations (the Jews were the people of God, under the old covenant; that has now been superceded; under the new covenant all the nations can now be the people of God), teaching them all to obey & live out all that I have commanded you all, & washing them into having & owning themselves the name of this family/people of God! And I will be present with you, at your side, & on your side, until the end of this age. After that - it gets better!” (Matt 28:19-20)

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Gloriously going forth..

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(First-Draft Audio song with piano)

We see that God's at work amazingly.

Dear Father, please help us know how we can

join in with what you're doing that we see.

It's fun for ev'ry woman, ev'ry man..

who comes to  know acceptance of what we

have offered up to you, because of love,

(and not man-ip-u-la-tion so we’ll be 

more loved by heaven), it’s all from above.

Then there are times when we seem quite mechan-

ic-al, with roles to play and when we do

from love, instead of lesser motives.. Man,

we find we’re growing up to be like you..

Oh what a wondrous thing to know your goal -

that we would grow up to be like your Christ -

and that one day, we really will be whole,

because we're joined to him whose life sufficed

to make the changes from creative love

that put this world together at the first.

Its fun and games are seeded from above,

its griefs (with rains of tears) both best, & worst!

Love asks not “What do I feel like, & want? 

But focusses on truth, more than desire.

It’s OTHER centred, chooses dif’rent fonts, 

and focuses on what’s deeper, or higher.

“What do ‘THEY’ feel like, - and thus want, - & NEED?

And how can I affect and serve this one?

Their needs, their feelings, & their wants - are seed…

they’re seed considerations, start the fun

and games, and bring the spice of life to bear

on all our choices, and experience too.

It sets the scene and helps us focus where

we’re likely to find out, see how, & who.

Oh God, you’re good. Your plans - the  best I’ve seen!

They’re deeper, better, longer-lasting too.

Your hesed* love’s a way of life, its dream

enlightens life, so waking hours renew.

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*  hesed the Hebrew word for committed altruism, born of honouring one’s word, and one's neighbour as one’s self.

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