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[chamrocka]

#TheBlackWoman #BlackWoman #TheBlackWomanIsGod #Where he #CreatorOfAll #MotherOfTheUniverse #OriginalWoman #OriginalPeople

[carlsbadcommunity]

How big is your God?

The One who made heaven and earth is the One who will help you.

The One who created you will sustain you.  God’s resources are not limited. 

You may listen to the whole sermon at http://3c.org/sermon.php

[wisdom-sails-with-wind-and--blog]

Creating Wisdom of the Head and Heart

Buttoning down his Sapphire blue shirt Wisdom took a deep breath, letting the warm air escape his lungs slowly. It had been eons since he had laid eyes on the one and only Creator. He reached for a slim black tie and fastened it loosely as dexterous fingers made a simple knot, then slipped on his black wingtips. Smoothing out his slacks with a large hand he muttered, "Ready..."

Wisdom had been hard at work; consumed by it would be a far more accurate statement. He’d ignored The Great Ones call numerous times, his own stubbornness and reluctance to leave a project made it so. He was driven, passionate and hard working – accomplishing one thing only to take on another immediately.

His work against the doing's of others was triumphant in dealings with The Black Death,  and eventually the vast improvements of vaccines nearly eliminating some of the most ancient sicknesses. He dealt with many a great scientific mind over the centuries, pointing them in the right direction as he worked undercover as a fumbling assistant. Currently, he’d been working on global warming and its devastating effects on the polar caps, and its wildlife.

But this time the call to return home had been strong, and he could no longer ignore it. So the wise man returned, albeit reluctantly. After a few days of catching up with Gods and Goddesses he figured it was high time to see The Creator. Slipping out the door and pulling on a black blazer he made way down the long hallways until he arrived at the intimidating door. 

[mirrorscracked-blog]

Maybe it's because I'm young

I really enjoy seeing skyscrapers, so tall and proud. And with many of them grouped together, spaced just so to harmonize with the sky, these buildings just take the show when they're lit up at night.

But I also really enjoy staring at the sky without these buildings. If you're lucky enough to have a really clear night during a meteor shower, you could count all the lines of light that flash and disappear in a heartbeat. Though I am indeed a very romantic person, I'm never fast enough to actually make a wish on any of these. I'm too busy being amazed at what I see.

Back when I used to climb buildings, whenever I "conquered" a building, I'd look back down and around at my surroundings. Cars going past on a nearby road, or  circling the parking lot... And farther off, where roads and stores all looked dark and the same, with little pinpricks of light by them. As proud as I was for whatever my latest climbing escapade was, whatever building I climbed never reached the sky.

I watched my first meteor shower on the rooftop of an elementary school.

But even so, I've never been on the very top of a skyscraper before. And even if I have, I wouldn't be anywhere near exiting the stratosphere, let alone troposphere.

Those stars are just so far away.

Yet we can still see them spread out over us, like an endless blanket.

There's something so strangely calming about feeling small and insignificant.

Everything else is so big and it's so real.

You can see it.

And when you see it, you feel it.

God.