Who the hell is in control of this world?

I am not one for organized religions based on human-constructed ideologies professed to be handed down by a supreme being.

I have faith, yes but it is not to one found in any building or any words created in the minds of humans.  It is a faith instilled in me over my lifetime by powers greater than me who allowed, perhaps even planned challenges I had to overcome to teach me the lessons I needed to learn.

“Why did “God” let this happen?”

Ever heard that phrase? I have, thousands of times. The answer I have most often heard to that question is, “God” works in mysterious ways” which is a cop-out to me.

There is nothing mysterious about God; there are only truth and logic both of which escape most of us.

Since his inauguration on January 20, 2017, a relentlessly vilified President Trump has been working very hard to rehabilitate America, yet there are those who still cry out, “God, why did you let this happen?”

My opinion is “God” did not let it happen. “God” made it happen.

Neither Russia nor any other foreign power interfered with our election – “God” did.

I believe that “God” decided it was time to remove the blinders from those who proclaimed the “liberty” of America and show them the reality. “God” chose to expose the hypocrisy of the elitists and the damage they have done.

Perhaps “God” felt it was time to demonstrate the true meanings of love, faith, and equality of all peoples in a world beset by ignorance and fear.

Whatever the reason, if people truly believe in “God” they must always remember, “God” is in control.

 

Mitakuye Oyasin

In the winter of a life

Oft borne by bitter strife

A man ponders who he was.

 

Battles fought, victories won

Children born, he lost a son

Continued he the cause.

 

Final thoughts, soon at hand

No new trails span the land,

He waits, he remembers.

 

“What was I?”, his plaintive plea

“Where eternal shall I be?”

Challenges now but lasting embers.

 

Spirit adrift in serene repose

New visions emerge as eyes do close

Ghosts of the Plains come to greet.

 

Two-leggeds and four dispel the mist,

Relations of all that sun hath kissed

Now comes the time, he lived to be.

 

One with all – Mitakuye Oyasin!

Americans All!

 

Please help me, my friend,

Have we come to an end?

Has reason deserted our land?

 

Many fight for the right,

Guaranteed by our laws,

Then deny it to others out of hand.

 

Please join me, my friend,

Our rights to defend,

Battling this vile new disease.

 

For Americans, are we all,

Unwilling to face downfall,

Our freedom not built on our knees.

 

Make America Strong Again.

In this age of denial,

Sanity itself is on trial.

 

Long ruled by deceit,

Moral bonds corrupted by conceit.

 

Our days pursuing right,

Dark nights in woeful plight.

 

Age of logic lost,

Defied reason, mortal the cost.

 

New age soon to begin,

For some cause of chagrin.

 

But wisdom cries out,

Challenge your doubt.

 

New bridges to be spanned.

For united we will stand.

 

Resist all the hate,

Pass thru the new gate.

 

America will be stronger.

What is Authentic Faith?

To me, authentic faith is not:

  • Knowing I can be a good person.
  • Knowing I can help others in need.
  • Knowing I can keep my promises.
  • Knowing I can overcome when required.
  • Knowing I can admit when I am wrong.

No dear ones, authentic faith to me is none of these things.

Hear me when I say, authentic faith is knowing I WILL do all these things and so much more.