The suffering vs. the logos.
This thing of time , the variable, the unknown outcome.This thing of Time it runs out like most possibilities, fitting into a seemingly infinite amount of optimism, crushed by reality and then only to be marginalized by experiences. Suffered upon the individual by God? why?
Even on the cross, As your son cried for an explanation of the apparent forsaken ship.
The catastrophe of ultimately failing ideas brought into this world with the best of intentions, only to be torn down and raked over the coals like the victim of malice intent .
Hell right here before you below you at your lowest point, deep down ,down into the hopelessness, waiting for the end .imagining it so soon, but for the Grace of HIM to spare me, and behold the presence of the mother of the word of God to intercede on your behalf.
The archangel, Michael, crush down the devil beneath his feet as impaled by spear and push down the flames of hell closing the gates of eternal Damn nation in your Advocation. As the devils, Ernest and embarrassing retreat from my heart. Releasing your soul into the light and the warmth of the everlasting love of our God.
The blessed Virgin Mary will come to your defense, Stand here before you defend, you ,shelter you ,comfort you & redeem you in the light of her son, the Logos. The call to my Lord God Christ “the King”crushes our enemies, and puts forth the smooth path of Love to salvation & redemption.
Life, Grace, comfort, empathy until he comes again.
Amen
So Are the prayers to God, the utterances of fools in a desperate attempt to seek shelter from a self-imposed storm?
Prayer ultimately becomes a meditation & reflection of the circumstances that led up to necessity for the prayer in the first place, usually consisting of a downfall. Then, & only then will the meditation in the prayer, become the catalyst enabling one to answer their own prayers in the future. It’s a learn from your mistakes idea. But that’s not to take into account that the clock is ticking & we only get so many goes around & some are better than others, some joyful & sweet, some horrific & tragic ,some laughable.
I’m just afraid that if I spend all my time trying to be normal. I won’t have any time to be normal.
So I have the passage of time grinding away at me relentlessly. Like water weathering, a stone over millennia. Each minute that passes summing up regret of the last. This time that was wasted the time that was spent doing less than should’ve been a subpar application of a person who is so lucky to be granted life in this world that he just didn’t take good stock of it. He didn’t own up to the responsibility that he was supposed to own up to in this world. Maybe he put himself first ego. I’m sure some narcissistic tendencies were in play.
The downfall of the self. This is nothing new. This is gone on time and time again people not living up to their own expectations not only that! some people don’t even pass the minimum of self qualification.
We get told try and try again. We get told.
Oh, my thoughts fears actions, consequences questions failings come to mind simultaneously instantaneously all at once to bear down upon me a weight that is inconceivable to most. It crushes down on me, this knowing of my impending failure my lack of sacrifice of the present left me with a compromised future, with no atonement in sight.
Our very own bottomless pit of hell that is a direct result of our own doing. It’s a very slippery slope and whatever you’re doing you could be doing it worse & you can make it worse to a unimaginable degree.
My personal Pilot. God assures you & consoles you to a belief that your suffering is aligned with Christ on the cross. Just as through Transubstantiation eucharistic manifestation of the bread and wine into the actual body and blood of Christ. So as in his suffering for your sins there is equal & equivalent status amongst the suffering & martyred
John L
The suffering vs. the logos.
This thing of time , the variable, the unknown outcome.This thing of Time it runs out like most possibilities, fitting into a seemingly infinite amount of optimism, crushed by reality and then only to be marginalized by experiences. Suffered upon the individual by God? why?
Even on the cross, As your son cried for an explanation of the apparent forsaken ship.
The catastrophe of ultimately failing ideas brought into this world with the best of intentions, only to be torn down and raked over the coals like the victim of malice intent .
Hell right here before you below you at your lowest point, deep down ,down into the hopelessness, waiting for the end .imagining it so soon, but for the Grace of HIM to spare me, and behold the presence of the mother of the word of God to intercede on your behalf.
The archangel, Michael, crush down the devil beneath his feet as impaled by spear and push down the flames of hell closing the gates of eternal Damn nation in your Advocation. As the devils, Ernest and embarrassing retreat from my heart. Releasing your soul into the light and the warmth of the everlasting love of our God.
The blessed Virgin Mary will come to your defense, Stand here before you defend, you ,shelter you ,comfort you & redeem you in the light of her son, the Logos. The call to my Lord God Christ “the King”crushes our enemies, and puts forth the smooth path of Love to salvation & redemption.
Life, Grace, comfort, empathy until he comes again.
Amen
So Are the prayers to God, the utterances of fools in a desperate attempt to seek shelter from a self-imposed storm?
Prayer ultimately becomes a meditation & reflection of the circumstances that led up to necessity for the prayer in the first place, usually consisting of a downfall. Then, & only then will the meditation in the prayer, become the catalyst enabling one to answer their own prayers in the future. It’s a learn from your mistakes idea. But that’s not to take into account that the clock is ticking & we only get so many goes around & some are better than others, some joyful & sweet, some horrific & tragic ,some laughable.
I’m just afraid that if I spend all my time trying to be normal. I won’t have any time to be normal.
So I have the passage of time grinding away at me relentlessly. Like water weathering, a stone over millennia. Each minute that passes summing up regret of the last. This time that was wasted the time that was spent doing less than should’ve been a subpar application of a person who is so lucky to be granted life in this world that he just didn’t take good stock of it. He didn’t own up to the responsibility that he was supposed to own up to in this world. Maybe he put himself first ego. I’m sure some narcissistic tendencies were in play.
The downfall of the self. This is nothing new. This is gone on time and time again people not living up to their own expectations not only that! some people don’t even pass the minimum of self qualification.
We get told try and try again. We get told.
Oh, my thoughts fears actions, consequences questions failings come to mind simultaneously instantaneously all at once to bear down upon me a weight that is inconceivable to most. It crushes down on me, this knowing of my impending failure my lack of sacrifice of the present left me with a compromised future, with no atonement in sight.
Our very own bottomless pit of hell that is a direct result of our own doing. It’s a very slippery slope and whatever you’re doing you could be doing it worse & you can make it worse to a unimaginable degree.
My personal Pilot. God assures you & consoles you to a belief that your suffering is aligned with Christ on the cross. Just as through Transubstantiation eucharistic manifestation of the bread and wine into the actual body and blood of Christ. So as in his suffering for your sins there is equal & equivalent status amongst the suffering & martyred
John L