Sunday, 15 March 2026

The Enemy

By the canal I see Mallard Ducks and Moor Hen. I feel a fresh breeze and sense the forthcoming of a long lasting powerful ability. 


The reflections on the surface of the canal bring back memories of deep rooted ideas.

Ideas of energy, plans, and of constructing theories and thesis.


In my changing I change the world in entirety, I save thousands around me, the change is inner strength and peace, and with the spirit of peace comes salvation.


With the notion of the Golden Eagle and the Peruvian Condor, the Lion and the Jaguar, energetic forces of flight, fearsome stealth and strength, solidify my perception of my ideas.


Green Algae on the waters surface makes me wonder what lies beneath.

Light penetrates the water, but the murkiness hides the past, hides the life of fishes and insects, debris, rocks and stones.


A singular feather glides slowly by, past satellites, bricks and mortar, flags and flowers. The feather white in colour draws on the spirit of God, giving me protection and guidance.


Back come the Twelve Canada Geese from The Bridge, I know I will always be faithful and courageous like the Saint's. I bless the water around me and take out a chalice from my rucksack, dip it into the canal and drink it,


To me this is the drink of life, as faith is stronger than fear.


My greatest idea enters my mind, that of humility being the only force that destroys all forces of evil and darkness. 

By knowing I am weak, I'm given the strength to defeat the devil. Knowing we are in a spiritual battle here, of demons and Angels, of evil and good, on the scales my thoughts must be in the balance of good, but there will always be changes in the balance. 


I shudder, look up, and take a deep breath. This is not my idea, but the Truth of The Creator. We can be attacked at any time. Guard yourself. I kiss the Cross that is around my neck. I look around one more time then walk away. I'm mere earth and to the earth I will return. I crush the coke can I was carrying, put it back in rucksack and  continue my pursuit of God. 


With the thoughts of being with the earth always in my mind, carrying my cross and knowing I will be tempted to my last breath, I must be forever repentant. On leaving home each day I must renounce satan, and have the prayer of the heart always on my lips to protect my soul. 


Put your trust in God. 

Defeat yourself and gain the Kingdom of Heaven. 

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The Enemy

By the canal I see Mallard Ducks and Moor Hen. I feel a fresh breeze and sense the forthcoming of a long lasting powerful ability.  The refl...