I reckoned for most of my life if it were me ... I have family and friends who are what I reckoned could've been me, and I love them more as my life progresses because I must keep seeing them as who and what they are. They help me be a better person because I grow towards them, not away from them, which makes them feel free to grow towards me. Grace is our enabler.
Saturday, July 20, 2024
Friday, May 24, 2024
Glee's songbird Mercedes (Amber Riley) would make Whitney Proud - Listen
‘Glee’ Tribute to Whitney Houston Is Cool But Creepy (LISTEN) | The Stir
You ask my thoughts about it? If I had tears left after God virtually "Dried up the Sea In Me" about past grief, this young woman would make me cry tanks of tears. I have never seen "Glee," but I heard a Whitney Houston clone (Mercades) singing "I Will Always Love You". I will always love Whitney Houston, among others. But right now, this is about Whitney, her troubled daughter, and her grieving family. Rest in Peace (5/2012).
The Celestial Watching Me
I looked down at a teardrop on my hand,
Then I look up to see a Celestial One
Watching me. As I watched him watching me,
I sighed. He didn’t trouble me. I didn’t try to
Hide the teardrops as they bathed my face;
I didn’t try to cover them up; I didn’t try to erase
The grief; I didn’t try to deny the pain;
I reached out to touch the rejection I felt.
Remaining calm in the stillness,
He consoled me with the hardship dealt me.
Watching him watching me, he reached out.
He touched my eyes. He touched my grief.
Suddenly, before me, my life as a bird in
The air flying freely in its being, in its element,
In space. Across space, free, singing
Perfectly in its space. I could see it then -
He showed me I’m that bird.
I’m running in space with another Traveler.
Then, I met my friends who lived in town …
~Mary H Moore© (1998-1999)
Chained
I was chained in the Garden
And led out by the Master
On all fours as was Nebuchadnezzar
In his 7-10-year Wisdom experience.
The ball and chain around my neck,
Were in the gentle hands of the Master.
He led me out of that Garden to live
The Wisdom Path, the Way of Wisdom.
Mary Moore
(9-16-2002)
This vision was sometime in 1996-1997; which concluded that
this ties in well with Paul’s statement of being an ambassador in Chains. For
example, Nebuchadnezzar was also that (esoterically) as Christ was preparing
him while feeding him (eating grass or learning wisdom) in the desert.
Wednesday, April 10, 2024
BB King - the Blues Doctor
This remarkable man and his songs were my breakthroughs over the years, when the weight of the world of ungrateful people plagued my shoulders (my life). This song penetrated deeply enough into my heart that I realized the weight belonged to others - the ungrateful; it was not mine to carry. Buckets of tears are mired in this song.
Friday, November 24, 2023
The storm and I
I stood in the
Storm
I stood in the storm as it hurried by,
Wondering why, O why it passed me by.
I stood in place, but I ran after it.
Catching up with it, I asked it why,
Why, O why it passed me by.
"I've devastated you again and again.
“But I'll visit you again before your end,”
As it whirled on past me around the bend.
I hoped the onlookers would apprehend.
I stood on my ground and began to pray
For those who didn’t know a storm was on its way.
I prayed for those who slept during the day,
And didn’t know that a storm was coming their way.
I stood in my place - in shoes full of Grace;
I stood there praying for the tears on their faces,
With sheer bewilderment that often effaces
And disturbs those unprepared for a strenuous race.
It is impossible to outrun a tumultuous storm,
Even if you can see the very beginning of its form.
If it's for you to suffer it, then suffer it, you must.
Some have a dread: "Something bad is going to happen.”
For the wise, premonitions are considered a buffer.
The wise don't get caught in unprofitable storms
Without the full armor that it takes to victoriously suffer
Whatever it takes to move from one place to another,
To come out into a new sun that heals, not harms.
I stood in the storm as it hurried by,
Wondering why, O why it passed me by.
I stood in place, but I ran after it.
Catching up with it, I asked it why,
Why, O why it passed me by.
~Mary Moore, 2014
Monday, August 28, 2023
Lightning
I love to watch Lightning. Twenty-eight years ago, I got up close and personal with lightning or it with me. The only water I had in those years was rainwater. I prayed for rain and had to act when it came. One time I was hastily carrying buckets of water from the containers at the well to my front porch containers. That was like a whirlwind or something with the winds so high. I made a choice. I desperately needed water for drinking and house toilets. On one trek to the porch from the well, I SAW white lightning with streaks of color in it as it hit the ground almost on my foot. It sounded like thunder to me - being a lightning bolt it was. I shook as I walked because the ground shook but I never stopped.
That lightning was so beautiful and crisp in sound that I felt happy being so close to the landing. It stormed all night. When I got my water bins filled, I thanked God as I took two buckets into the house for the night. That beautiful lightning hit the ground so hard I could have been overcome with fright or fallen down and become useless. Even to this day when I think about those terrible and lonely times, I marvel at what I saw. It wasn't my time or I wouldn't have been able to gather my most needed water that night. It wasn't my time at all. You contributed to bringing up memories that make me give thanks to God today for things I know and for that hallowed protection. I will share this.
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