2 Priests

 He was in need of retreat.

Life piled on and he needed to sort it out.  He needed to listen to God.

He sought refuge for a brief time.

The Retreat House had been that before.

The staff were loving and welcoming as well as accommodating on a previous journey.

This time, they were the same.  They even welcomed him with a steak dinner!

The problem was the priest who had become the director.

He was gone when the man had arrived.

When he returned, he interrogated the needful visitor.  His manner was accusing and acerbic, not what someone needing retreat required.  

Father A had been there on the visitor's first quest.  He disapproved of the fraternization between the staff and the visitor.  He was rebuffed by the staff.

Now he sought revenge.

The visitor was summarily kicked out.  No retreat for him.

Aghast, the visitor paid a call on Father B.  He was senior pastor at a church which served the inner city.  His associate Father C had been a campus pastor when the visitor was serving the same at a nearby church.

Father B welcomed the visitor as a pilgrim and had him shown to one of the vacant rooms at the nun's apartment.

There was no question.  

One priest was, to be frank, unChristian.

The other was diametrically opposite and served the Lord, not himself.

A tale of 2 priests.

Leftovers Again

 My Mom initially taught me to cook.  From scratch.

I couldn't abide eating out or delivery all the time.  It is a treat and wouldn't be otherwise.  An occasion is just that.

She also taught me not to be wasteful.  

Mom grew up dirt poor during the Depression.  They threw little away and reused what they could.

This stuck with her all her life and she passed it on to me.

Even in relative affluence, it does well to save.  It has proven to be fruitful in the long run.

I passed cooking skills to our kids and hope they do so for any kids of their own.  Keep it rollin'. 

Times may get tough.  At least in what might be new Light coming, we should never take it for granted.

Waste not, want not.

Be ready.

Share...

 Well we're almost at that time of year where we give gifts etc.

Don't forget the real reason for the season.

Don't let others steal your energy, intentions, worth.

Use your energy/resources wisely.

Share and just go forward.  Leave the deed where it is.

Let them carry on likewise.

Don't let others drain you til you are a withered husk.  They live in lack and limitation and know not the source.

They don't realize there is no limit with God.

And that supply is limitless if we share Truth and Light.

The simplest deed is enough for we are never alone.  

As for those who steal, they will starve.

Live and share. 

Thwart

 Turning aside/detouring.

At best it's a temporary stop.

Thwart is a war of attrition.

Its attempts to wear down and frustrate is for people to throw up their hands and give up.

NEVER.

Only we can stop.

Don't.

The ways to be victorious are many.

Alternatives rise.

Reminds me of the old Mission Impossible scenes where the good guys run through the blockades.

GO!

Turn Down

 Not the volume.  We need to proclaim Truth/Freedom louder than ever.

A guy called a girl for a date.

She turned him down saying she was busy.

OK.  It happens.

Now the girl was quite the social butterfly with sycophants fluttering round.    She was replete with a sidekick who did her social bidding.

The guy mentally shook his head.

After this he ignored them and never spoke to them again.

That next day they were aghast at his attitude.

They expected some kind of fawning/begging.  Egos had to be fed lol.

No skin off the nose.  He mentally wished them well and simply went on living his life.

On his part, it was not pettiness nor petulance.  

It was a matter of not playing games.

There can be some examination, getting to know someone.

But not dominance.

Give and take.

Twist

 Not the dance though a girl and I kinda won a contest at a sock hop lol.

Many things have a twist.  Some good and some bad.

Collectivists sure do twist.  They define in the left matrix.

Fortify means steal.

Democracy means tyranny.

Joy means terror.

We who seek to Restore the Republic not only mean the opposite, but also Express Light as a nourishment from Holy Spirit.

It is boundless, yet not tempest tossed.

Foundation. Yet seemingly infinite. 

Unravel the tangle.

Meet Your Fears

 It's the scary time of year.  I think all year is scary.

The serious side of the season encompasses fear.  Bonfires and sacrifice used to supposedly banish.

This merely transfers fear.  It must be met directly.

Fear isolates.  The darkside tries to convince we are alone and hopeless.

Nothing is further from the truth.

There is nothing to fear in the Man of God's own choosing..  Well except for darkside followers.  

Angels and spirits of Light back us up.

Meeting fear drives it back.

Remember a Mighty Fortress is Our God.

You will have strength to meet the test.

Rise above, especially now.