How many times have you said, “I’ll be damned?”

Hell, a place originally prepared for the devil and his angels, per Matthew 25:41, and Jesus is very specific about it. 

Also note, these people being sent to hell have failed many acts of LOVE!

Most people don’t “LOVE”. They “love”.

They love self more than they know, and they don’t LOVE nearly as much as they think they do.

They accuse God of not being LOVE, when the whole time they reject following God because he requires a Kingdom of LOVE. Yes, requires. Is that so bad?

God is REAL LOVE. But most people only know selfish love, or human love, so they are no experts on what LOVE is at all, and so their judgement of God is false, while they themselves continue rejecting a life of LOVE.

Why do you think God declares sex without complete commitment is a sin, and not LOVE? Have you considered how selfish sex without total commitment is, and the many possibilities of damaged lives because of it? That’s not LOVE. And yes, because God actually is LOVE, he requires it. But if we choose to reject God’s way of LOVE, then we are choosing a “Being” other than God, which is Satan. We choose every day in every way.

Planet earth is a test. I guess our current Pope does not think God “leads” people to temptation, so he has approved the changing of our Biblical words of the Lord’s Prayer. But it was God who put that one tree in the Garden of Eden, not Adam, or the devil! And Matthew 4:1 still says Jesus was “led” by the “Spirit” (capitol S), into the wilderness to be “tempted” of Satan. And we could give other scripture.

God does lead us to be “tested”, but it is our “own” lust and lack of LOVE that causes us to be “tempted”. How can God prove us without tests? Who gives the test? God. Who brings you into a spiritual classroom and begins handing out a test? God. And why might God do this?

Getting back to the original scripture in Matthew 25:41, I’d say it is because of the devil and those who followed him. Lucifer and the other angels appear to have been created already in possession of heaven and all God’s blessings, and yet Lucifer could not be trusted. He lusted. He chose actions against his very Creator, the One who gave him power and life! He rose up in hate! And he ruined everything! God’s creation at that time. Which is quite possibly how creation is found in the condition it was in, in Genesis 1:1-2. (One theory, anyway.)

So, we see God creating man. He puts him in a beautiful garden. An earthly paradise. But he also plants one tree man is not to eat of. No problem, right? All those other trees! It should not be a temptation, right? But because of some desire in Adam and Eve, they are tempted. They should not be, but they are. God planted the tree, but he did not cause the temptation. We choose.

Had Adam truly LOVED God and his ways, the way he should have, temptation would have been overcome and the test would have been no problem.

But what of us? Do we feel all of God’s “Do Nots” come from a God of hate and judgement? Or do we realize all those “Do Nots” are actually instructions as to what LOVE really is? Do you see it? Thou shalt not steal? Hate? Murder? Commit adultery? Lie? ETC.

Do LOVE even your enemies. Help those in need. LOVE God with all your heart, and your neighbor as yourself.

Cain asked, “Am I my brother’s keeper?” Cain was cursed of God. Our scripture in Matthew 25 shows people who failed to help those in need, living a hard-hearted lifestyle, or sin in God’s eyes, as the ones who choose the kingdom of darkness, rather than God’s Kingdom of Light. It’s our choice and we make that choice every day in our word’s and actions, not words only, but also actions.

So God planted another tree! The cross of Christ. And he LOVED us so much, he was willing to die a horrible death on that tree AT OUR HANDS! Yes, God is LOVE whether you choose to believe or not. And God is RIGHT. We are the ones who are wrong. And it’s His creation anyway! Sheesh! How lame are we???

So how many times have you said, “I’ll be damned?” That is a choice “YOU” are making, not God. Your own words out of your own mouth may be warning you! Our test papers prove our choices, whether heaven or hell, God or Satan. But we do choose. And even though God offers us everything we need to choose LIFE, many there be who choose death, and have the nerve to blame God. What kind of evil is that? What kind of darkness?

Light shines in the darkness, but darkness fails to comprehend.

There are those who will hate me for writing these words and putting the blame where it belongs, on us, not God. They do not want to face the truth, and they will hate me while they claim LOVE, but they only have love, if they even have that? Reality check.

Even these words I have written are not to invite hate. No one enjoys being hated. And it can be very dangerous! Just ask Jesus. But LOVE demands that my words shout about a place called hell, if there be any chance some might be warned, open their eyes to the God of LOVE, and swerve away from the cliff they currently are driving towards at break-neck speed, all the while blaming God.

They do not listen to that voice inside, warning them, verifying truth, because they love their life of darkness. That is the truth they hate to admit. They love darkness rather than light. They proudly take God’s test and declare their rebellion against their very own Creator. What kind of evil is that, to hate the very One who gave you existence, and gave you everything you need to have a truly fulfilled life and eternal future. God has not offered us a dead-end street, but a path without end! It’s our choice.

Such people would only ruin heaven anyway, and God’s not going to allow that to happen again. The POSITIVE side of this message is, God offers His LOVE in abundance! If only you could see that and change course! You will be rewarded immediately! And you will never regret! Not if you are REAL. God is REAL, but are you?

“Yinney” – Chapter 37

maxresdefault The morning rain was over, turning the Amazon into the steam bath it was known for. Yinney thought little of it for this had always been the norm in his world. While he was in his morning worship song, he felt led to start writing his book this day. It had long been the desire of his heart. Today would be the day it finally began.

“Title,” he paused for a moment before slowly speaking out loud, “The Beauty of Slow”. And then he sat there smiling as he looked at those words on the bright white screen of his little laptop. You ask how can a sloth have a laptop in the Amazon jungle? It ran on solar power, of course, and was currently fully charged.

“The Beauty of Slow”. He repeated to himself again. He loved those words and the mental picture they produced. A life of resting compared to rushing. A life of flowing rather than  flapping. A peaceful journey rather than a rat race. It was indeed a beautiful thing. The art of living in beauty rather than chaos. Yes, this would be his book.

“Subtitle,” he smiled again as he pecked at the keys causing the little letters to magically appear. “The Teachings of Yinney”. There, it was begun, and now for chapter one. He had no lack of thoughts or direction. It was like releasing a dam that had been closed off far too long, and had stored much water.

Chapter One, he began. “What is the beauty of slow?”

It is having already reached, while still reaching. His words beganIt is having already arrived and yet still in the journey. It is taking the time each day to ask a simple question: What does my ‘soul’ need this day? It is living for spirit more than material. It is God not being a stranger, but a friend. It is seeking the Kingdom of God first, in the full assurance you already have all things. It is peace that truly passes understanding. There is no explaining it scientifically or psychologically. It is supernatural, because its source is God.

I, Yinney, as one who is a student of observation, must state the obvious to all those who are awake. Because most people are not, and the following question seems to be not obvious to them. They never give it a thought, unless forced to, and so we do.

“Why is it so hard to seek first…’soul’?”

Most say they have no time, therefore the great need for such a book as mine. Does the rat race bring you pleasure? Does chaos bring you delight? Of course not, and yet most people live in the grip of the rat race and chaos simply because they refuse to slow down and put first things first. In doing so they short circuit the supernatural life they could be living in, and are stuck in all the struggles of the natural. This begins a chain reaction of results as predictable as a path of falling dominoes.

First…life becomes an exercise of survival, rather than a flower simply gracefully blooming. There is the constant fight and struggle. The ways of flesh rather than spirit. The ways of hunger rather than contentment. The ways of excess, and storing up, in fear and desire, rather than contentment and moderation. The way of always running, rather than simple faith, trust, and rest. A peaceful journey lived one step at a time.

As a result people enter into a predator lifestyle. Always hungry for something. Always on the hunt for that something. Eventually there is the hard chase, the capture, and the kill! Then they feed to their satisfaction. In a little while, usually not very long at all, the satisfaction fades, the hunger returns, and it all repeats again over and over again like a nightmare merry-go-round they don’t know how to get off of. Up and down up and down round and round we go. Where we stop…nobody knows.

They believe themselves to be peace-loving, but they have become predators and do not even know. The truly peace-loving can plainly see their disfunction. It is obvious to those who love the ways of soul and spirit. The way of the predator is a danger to the whole world. You cannot have fellowship with someone who wants to eat you. For example, the mechanic who charges you four-hundred dollars to flip a switch on your car that you do not know, and he does not tell.

Predators come in many forms. After all, in our current society what they need most is your money, if you have any, and they want as much as they can get. Their hunger is never satisfied and they never have enough. They trade time for money all the time. And yet what is life made of? Time, or money? Such a foolish trade, but such is the foolishness of the predators, for God has said it is the meek who will inherit the earth, for the foolish will waste their precious time and be gone.

So we have those who are asleep, but never resting. However, the beauty of slow is to be fully awake, while still in a state of REST. This is the beauty of slow and the teachings of our Lord Jesus Christ of which I am a teacher of his ways. This book is about slowing down and hearing God.

In the hearing of God we invite the supernatural to take over in our daily affairs. Now we can be at peace and fully confident in our being, for God is love. The problem is, most people only ‘think’ they understand love. They claim God cannot be love, but that is because they are not love. Most people reject God because he demands us to walk in REAL LOVE! And most people who claim to be love, do no harm, and yet when challenged of God to live fully in LOVE, say, “No thank you. I cannot live by your rules.” And what are those rules?

Love God with all your heart? Love people, even your enemy, as yourself?

So yes, sex without full commitment is not love! The God of love says it is sin. Stealing, lying, and cursing is not love! Living in luxury while someone is starving is not love! Oh my, I’m only just getting started. And you say God is not love? Because he demands, yes demands love, or you are not fit for the Kingdom of God?

And why would such a book as mine start by pointing out such blatant error, and twisted thinking in the mind of man? Hopefully… so we can wake up…become fully awake… and enter into God’s true REST…and the Beauty of Slow.

<End chapter one  of the teachings of Yinney.>

Far north of the Amazon, Frank was beginning his therapy, and Rachel decided to invite him to her church. Soon he would be released and if they had a future together as she hoped, now was the time to approach this subject. What better time?

Dorothy, on the other hand, was now in the midst of a full blown and passionate secret affair. Her emotions totally out of control. Desire was feeding a flame and she had the fever. Even in her new addiction she tried being as careful as possible, but it was hard. She had such a hunger, and little did she know the other woman, the wife, had suspected her husband of being unfaithful for many years, and she was just now placing a phone call to hire a Private-Eye to look into the matter.

“Yinneysnippets” of great Teachers.

three-toed-sloth These quotes can be read in 90 seconds or less, but pondered for a lifetime.

(Study to show thyself approved.)

Quote> “My words are the incarnation of, the offspring of, the son of my thought. So the Word, Jesus, is the Son of the Thought, God. As we look up through the words of a man to understand his thought, so we look up through Jesus to know what God is like. He is like that which we see in Jesus. And if he is, then he is a good God and trustable. I can ask nothing better. Streeter puts it in this way: ‘Suppose your child would come to you and ask, ‘Is God as wise as Einstein?’ You would probably laugh. But if the child should say, ‘Is God as good as Jesus?’ you should be able to say that God is better than any man, but in your heart of hearts you would probably say (to yourself and not to the child) that the real question is, Is God as good as Jesus?’ This is not overdrawn, for the modern doubt is not concerning Jesus, but concerning God.”

Quoted from “The Christ of the Mount”.

Author: E. Stanley Jones / Printed 1931

Chapter: “The Man on the Mount”

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“Lot was a Righteous Man”

20171202_173614 The story of “Yinney the Sloth who needed to Poo” is going great and will continue, but I have felt led of the Lord to take a small break and share some thoughts I’ve had relating to the Yinney story, Predator Cities, and Predator People.

The nephew of Abraham, Lot, has always intrigued me. By his own choice he found himself living just outside the gates of a predator city, and he was very involved with that city, even choosing to sit at the gates. Which was a strategic place to be, where the powerful and rich usually had some kind of presence, keeping tabs on what was coming in and out of the city, and political power.

Lot had a very questionable history of walking with the Lord. When Abraham, his uncle, who had been good to him in so many ways, gave Lot a choice of which land to take, he took the best for himself and left his older uncle with the worst! Hardly seems like the Christian thing to do.

Soon we find he has made his home outside the gates of a very wicked city called Sodom, as in Sodom and Gomorrah, and he sits at the city gate. When two angels show up to see how bad the city has become, he persuades them to stay at his house and not enter the city. Sodom and Gomorrah were definitely predator cities full of the kind of people who want to eat you! (I’m not talking cannibalism, but murder, rape, thievery, and sin of every kind was rampant.)

He even ends up offering his two virgin daughters to the angry mob who confronts his home desiring the visitors be handed over. Things were different back then, but I do find it somewhat surprising when II Peter 2:7 says: “But God also rescued Lot out of Sodom because he was a righteous man who was sick of the shameful immorality of the wicked people around him. Yes, Lot was a righteous man …”

II Peter 2:9 tells us he was tormented in his soul by the wickedness he heard and saw day after day. Now I hate to say it, but I have experienced the same thing here in America. Perhaps the whole world is becoming this way. Lot chose to live near Sodom. He had a choice, but do we? Or are we stuck in this Lot situation with little choice in the matter? Admittedly, it’s very hard.

This is one reason I’m so interested in Lot, his story, and the details of his rescue. I am convinced we are more and more surrounded by a world turning into Sodom and Gomorrah. Are there things for us to learn from Lot? Important things? Jesus speaks of Lot when speaking of the last days. (Luke 17:28) We do know that angels were very heavily involved in the rescue of Lot and his family. Are we mindful of our angels?

So we see that Lot was surrounded by wickedness, even by his own choice, and his soul was tormented by what he heard and saw every day, and yet somehow he remained a righteous man in the eyes of God. So I guess we can too! That’s encouraging.

The other night I went to a video store looking to rent a good movie. This is a perfect example. I could choose not to watch movies or TV, but I have not and I entered this gate of my own choice, just like Lot?

If you want an example of how far the mind of man can sink into depravity, just look at the awful movies some people are making and a certain percentage of our society love to watch. Hate, violence, sex, violence, murder, sex, gore, violence, dark grossness, sorcery, violence, revenge, stealing, sex, nudity, violence, gore, darkness, wickedness, sickness, depravity, and more violence.

Now folks, even if you’re not a religious person, it’s pretty scary to think of a growing population of people out there, who love things of that nature. Perhaps you are not a predator. You just want to live and let live. You’re a wonderful person who simply wants to go on a date with the person you love, have a nice meal out, see a good movie, but we have to be aware all these other people are out there too, and who knows what they might do? Even if we don’t believe in God, is that the kind of world we want to live in? But without God, how can we even say what is wrong? How can we say there is a normal, or a standard? And if society as a whole sinks far enough, eventually anything becomes your truth, your right, your delight.

This is also the story of Yinney. Every seven days he needs to leave his tree, go to the ground and poo! All he wants to do is poo in peace! But there are predators down there. It is the most dangerous thing he does.

I ended up renting a movie called “The Bookshop”. That movie would probably bore a lot of people to sleep, but I found it most interesting and left me with much to think about. I love a movie that leaves me thinking. But it was slow moving; the hopes, dreams, and interaction between characters was the glue that held you. Nobody was murdered, but there were predators, and a dream did get murdered. We can be attacked and die in many ways.

This one old lady and her husband, but she wore the pants in the family, they were definite predators, but they used money, manipulation, politics, and power to get what they wanted. Unfortunately for this one peace-loving lady with a beautiful dream, she got in their way. Her lovely dream got in their way.

This paragraph: spoiler alert! This lady was brave and fought back, but she did not have the teeth and claws they had. She became their victim. She loses everything! (But her life.) And as she is sailing away in sadness, the movie projects forward something beautiful is still born out of the sacrifice she made. We just never know.

So let me say this, predators may not know it, but they never win in the end. All us God-fearing and God-loving people? WE DO WIN! And it can be seen even in the present, not just one day in heaven. The predators will never admit it, but theirs is a very sad and empty life. LOVE really is the only way to live and be happy. We win every day. I was so happy I actually found a good movie that strengthened my spirit man, rather than attacking it. That movie was a win in my book.

In “Part 2” of this article I want to look more at the details of Lot’s rescue. I’ve seen the trailers of movies I can’t believe anyone would want to make or watch. Those people are out there! They are a growing population! If the Church don’t get her act together, we will be in the days of Lot as prophesied! It won’t be pretty! Only the predators will be loving it until they realize, that those who eat others, eventually get eaten themselves, and it is a horrible way to die, that is the sting of death! Think about it.

But if I am right about the last days growing all around us, then Lot is someone we would do well to consider. His story has much to offer if we are the kind of person who like being “prepared”. It may not be pretty, but God does know how to deliver his people. That is what God’s word says. But do we know?

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“Yinney” – Chapter 23

3toed-sloth-1280x720 On his third day of traveling Yinney started curving his way around, making a rather slow but large turn back towards his 7th Day Tree. He did not want his return trip to be a repeat of territory he already traveled. The large turn would set him on a new course.

He was very happy about meeting Capy the capybara. A connection had been made and he was sure Capy would show up at his tree to learn more about The Great Way of Christ. But what would today bring? He would spend this day making the arching curve, and then the next three days would be directed towards his tree. Hopefully he would find another to connect with on the way, but he had to be back to his tree by the seventh day, because he would need to poo!

It was growing late in the day when it happened. He was settling in for the night after finding a very cozy fork in a tree. It had been a long day of travel and he was weary from it all when the long-armed, long legged, long-tailed spider monkey just happened to swing into him!

“Yikes!” the dark monkey screamed, instantly leaping away. “I did not see you there!” he shouted from a nearby branch.

“Yes, that happens a lot,” Yinney said.

The monkey had nothing to fear from a sloth and so decided not to flee, curiosity getting the better of him. “Are you new to the area?” he asked.

“Yes, my tree is located at this end of the lagoon, and I have only begun to seek community in the neighborhood. I am a spiritual teacher of the Hebrew writings. Are you familiar with them?”

“No,” the monkey said and added, “I never had much use for religious stuff. This is all one big freak accident we’re living. I’m an accident. You’re an accident. And when I die it’s over. I’ll never even know the accident happened. That’s my philosophy.”

“I see,” said Yinney. “I’m sorry your life is one big accident that will not even be remembered, and everything you do means nothing.”

“Yes, it is very sad,” the monkey agreed. “Life is very sad without meaning. I fully expect to wake up from sleep one night to find myself wrapped in a huge anaconda, who will slowly proceed to swallow and slowly digest me.”

Yinney did not know what to say. Such a bleak outlook on such an amazing creation that almost certainly could not happen by accident, but he could tell the spider monkey was of a made-up-mind, and now was not the right time to press.

“My name is Yinney. You should visit me at my tree. We could share a meal together.”

“That sounds nice, my name is Kujo,” the monkey shared, but then seemed to have an idea. “You should talk to Bubba.”

“Who?” Yinney asked.

“Bubba,” Kujo repeated. “Bubba the Buddhist, I call him. He’s a Howler monkey that lives in a group of rubber trees very close to the path your taking back to the lagoon. He likes to talk religious stuff, but not the same as yours.”

Yinney lit up when Kujo said Buddhist, “Buddhism! I’ve studied that belief system! It is remarkable what the Buddha taught considering he lived long before Christ, and there was no New Covenant. Even the Hebrews were lost in living a bunch of laws at that time. Considering all things, I always found the Buddha way very interesting. I would love to talk to Bubba! You say a grove of rubber trees?”

“Yes,” the monkey confirmed, and further explained how to find it. Then he looked about rather worried how late it was getting. “I got to go now. I need to get back to my safe place before dark. Sleeping in strange places always gives me nightmares of being swallowed by a giant snake. Good to meet you, Yinney. I’ll see you around.” And away he went leaping and swinging through the trees as if they were solid ground to him.

“A Buddhist?” Yinney repeated. “Oh, this is very interesting!” he thought, just before closing his eyes and falling into a very tired sleep.

Waking the next morning he started his day with his morning worship song and prayer. He asked the All-Creator to order his steps and arrange a meeting with Bubba. After his sacred prayers were finished, he slowly ate a leaf and began on his way. It was in God’s hands what would happen this day.

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The continuing story of “Yinney the Sloth who needed to Poo” is the property of Don Allen and Fellowship of the White Path.

“Yinney” – Chapter 21

Sloth-Hanging-Out_300x300 Yinney was just preparing to head out on his first six day journey to tell others in the neighborhood about his 7th Day Tree and invite all seekers of peace to visit and have spiritual discussions. However, his plans were suddenly interrupted when Lu-Lu, Me-Me, and Jo-Jo came flying into the tree with wings all a flutter!

“Yinney! Don’t go yet! We think we got it!” Lu-Lu blurted out.

Yinney became motionless except for three slow blinks of his eyes as he tried to understand what the three macaws were talking about? First he blinked one time, then a second, and a slow third. “You got what?” he finally asked.

“We got a name for our Fellowship!” Jo-Jo loudly declared.

“Ohhhh, wonderful! Let’s hear what you have come up with this time? Surely it must be a good one to be as excited as you are.”

“Yes! Yes!” all three happily agreed. “It is the best one yet! It perfectly fits the theme of our message and Fellowship. And with you about to go out witnessing, teaching, and inviting, it would help if you have a name for the Fellowship!”

All three macaws were talking at the same time, but he heard every word and was delighted they were taking such an interest. “Okay, what have you got?”

Suddenly the birds went totally quiet, starring at each other with blank faces.

“We never decided who would make the announcement,” Lu-Lu pointed out.

“I think you should, Lu-Lu,” Jo-Jo said. “You’ve been here the longest.”

“Oh but I couldn’t,” she declared. “That would not be fair. We all worked on this. We all prayed about it. We all agreed it was from God. And Me-Me really thought of it first.”

“But you’re the leader,” Me-Me immediately countered.

Yinney watched in amazement as the macaws debated the issue at a speed he could only dream of. Fortunately, there was no schedule to his journey. This was part of his way, a sacred way, the beauty of slow, in which one can always take the time to appreciate the simple things, like enjoying friends just the way they are.

“We could draw straws,” Me-Me suggested.

“Yes! Lets draw straws! I’ve always wanted to do that! It’s on my bucket list!” Jo-Jo excitedly declared. “The short straw makes the announcement!”

“But why is it the short straw that always is the one?” Me-Me asked. “Why not the long straw?”

Or the middle straw!” Lu-Lu added.

The entertainment continued as the bright blue birds flew about gathering three twigs. Then it required another big decision as to who would mix the twigs and hold them. It ended up being Jo-Jo. Finally it was decided it would be the middle straw. Then the macaws drew. After a very diligent comparison, it was decided Me-Me had the middle straw and would give the announcement.

“Ahem!” she cleared her throat signifying she was about to make the announcement. “We believe…as in us three believe…that being Lu-Lu, Jo-Jo, and I, that a very excellent name for our Fellowship would be…wait for it….wait for it… ”

“Oh come on, Me-Me! Just say it!” Lu-Lu ordered.

“The Fellowship of the 7th Day!”

Now everyone was quiet again. A small gleam could be seen growing brighter and brighter in Yinney’s eyes as he meditated upon the possible name. Other names had been proposed over that past week or so, but all were rejected. This was the longest he had pondered. The macaws grew more anxious the longer he took. Was it really taking him this long, or was he exercising them in patience? One could never be sure with Yinney.

“Are you looking for an answer now?” he asked.

“YES!!!” all three birds loudly responded.

“Well I love it. It’s perfect,” he said. “We shall be known as the ‘Fellowship of the 7th Day’, because God finished all his work in six, and then entered REST on the seventh. Adam and Eve were created on that sixth day, and then entered into God’s REST with him on the seventh. And in that 7th Day REST they lived, resting in God’s finished work, until the rest was destroyed by their betrayal. Yes, it is a very nice summation of the heart of our message. Well done Macaws! I will go forth with our new name, the Fellowship of the 7th Day!

The macaws were clapping and slapping each other on the back. They were so happy. “We knew it was the one!” they shouted. Yinney declared they should share drinks and celebrate the new name. There was no hurry to his leaving. And so they did.

Only God can watch the drama playing all over the earth at the same time. The individual lives experiencing joy or sadness; pleasure or pain at any given moment. God was aware of Jerry celebrating his latest big deal over a drink at the bar, and he was aware of Dorothy, Jerry’s wife, home alone and bored.

He also saw Rachel tossing and turning in bed, trying to sleep after eye-witnessing an execution. Even the sleeping pill wasn’t working. He saw Clara as she heard her mother get back up and go to the kitchen. He saw Frank leaving the scene of the crime, climbing back into his car and beginning to drive. He would slowly cruise by Rachel’s apartment, wishing he could go in and comfort her, but that would need to wait, still eight hours away.

He saw the macaws up late still working on the Fellowship name, because they wanted Yinney to have it as he went forth. He would watch them share that name with great joy that next morning, as Frank and Rachel drank coffee at a simple table, and she tried to understand how people can be so cruel.

There were no easy answers. At least none that man wanted to accept, as God watched it all, and brooded over his children, both saved and lost alike.

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“Yinney” – Chapter 14

maxresdefault How quickly the steady flow of the River Time adds up. It does not rush, and yet days soon become weeks and weeks become months, then they are years, and then you are old and looking back, asking yourself if you have done anything worth remembering? If you have been intentional in your living, and if you have pursued wisdom, then it is likely you have left a path for others to follow. Only the foolish know the sting of death, the regrets of a wasted life.

Yinney’s first week in his 7th Day Tree had passed. On the 7th day he made a dangerous trip to the ground to do his poo. His poo would fertilize his sacred tree. His tree would be as a pebble dropped in a pool of water, with ripples going forth to affect all those around him. His trip to poo had gone safely, and that was yesterday and now it was today.

Lu-Lu had returned for more teaching and Yinney was happy to do so. He was almost always available. He could teach at any time no matter what he was doing. If he was doing something, then that something became a part of the sharing and the teaching. But today he was free to simply teach, and Lu-Lu had brought her long-time friend, Me-Me!

Me-Me was another Macaw of the same type as Lu-Lu. But Me-Me was more laid-back, quiet, and reserved than her friend. They say opposites attract. Perhaps they counter balance. The Yin and Yang. Even as the Apostles Peter and John seemed to counter balance each other.

So after spending a little time getting to know Me-Me, Yinney had easily flowed into the beginning of his teaching, his favorite subject, the Beauty of Slow.

“When I speak of the ‘slow flow’,” he began, “I’m speaking of a soul at peace, at rest, content and fulfilled at the same time. This soul is still reaching for the next thing, and open for whatever may come, very adaptable, able to flow like water, a master soul who has learned to enjoy right where he is in his journey, while still filled with the vision of a destination. He has arrived while still arriving, and he has reached while still reaching.”

Lu-Lu looked at Me-Me and asked, “Do you have any idea what he is talking about?”

“Oh yes,” Me-Me acknowledged, “but I’ve never heard it described this way. It paints a beautiful picture in my heart.”

Lu-Lu stared at Me-Me as she said, “I knew you two would be perfect for each other. I’m taking notes, and maybe you can help me understand later? I wrote down that I should arrive without arriving. Sort of like I’m here but I’m not really here. So where am I? Does that sound right?”

Yinney sat smiling as usual, but Me-Me burst out in laughter. “I love you, Lu-Lu. We are best of friends, and you always find a way to make me laugh. We will enjoy some hot nectar from the flowers and discuss the beauty of what Yinney is saying.”

Yinney continued, “The peaceful river enjoys the journey. It is not ate up with desire for the destination, even though it is still progressing towards that worthy goal. A river with rapids is a dangerous place. Rapids are full of rocks ready to break your vessel and send you uncontrollably down stream, and fighting to keep your head above water. But the master soul, one who is trained in the ways of Spirit and faith, lives the peaceful way.”

“Those whom we would call of a predator nature struggle to find contentment. This is because they do not understand how it is possessed. Predators only know to hunt, to chase, to pursue, to pounce, to attack, overcome, defeat, make it their own by conquering. But such methods only push contentment farther away. It is not captured. It can never be captured. It can only be slowly embraced. The beauty of slow. Contentment is attained by way of the peaceful slow embrace, not a hungry hunt, chase, and pounce. This is why the predator ways will never be a part of this Fellowship, and we must learn to truly love life, and do no harm.”

Yinney watched the two friends finishing up their notes, and then he noticed Me-Me seemed to be pondering something. Finally she slowly raised the tip of her rich blue wing asking to speak.

“Go ahead, Me-Me,” Yinney said.

“Well, I was just thinking, and could we come up with a name for this Fellowship? I think it would be great fun to have a name that befits our purpose,” then she lowered her wing and waited Yinney’s answer.

“I would love that,” he said. “You two work on it and let me know what you come up with.”

Not much later Lu-Lu and Me-Me flew away with great excitement over their new project of coming up with a Fellowship name, and Yinney took a nap.

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