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Nelson Mandela…….

I read this evening of the passing of Nelson Mandela.  As my mind absorbed this piece of information, a quiet sadness stole over me.  I know of no other way to describe what I felt.  Our world lost a wonderful person today, a person of stature and of honor.  Nelson Mandela was one whose life was wisdom defined.  And I do not speak of the watered-down intellect that passes for wisdom so often in our societies today.  I am speaking of wisdom that is true and pure.  Nelson Mandela traveled the roads which lead to true wisdom. He was indeed mindful that the trek would not be always a pleasant one and that those roads, the roads of Love and of Tolerance would be unpaved and unfrequented by the masses.  Yet he freely chose to undertake this journey which is ironic since he was imprisoned for the choice he made so freely.  Truly an amazing gentleman, this Nelson Mandela.

What you have just read are but a few of the thoughts I was having this evening.  But then something unusual, even extraordinary began to happen.  I began to wonder what Mr. Mandela’s view on his passing would be.  It seemed almost that I could hear his voice in the room and he was saying, “My friend, do not weep nor be saddened by my passing.  My life was of my choosing.  Would you be so foolish as to believe that I did not know where the road I travelled would take me?  I knew well the possible consequences of the stand I was making. But I chose to make that stand.  There was no other choice for me.  It was the reason I was placed upon this earth, my purpose for being here.  You see, as much as I valued my own freedom, I valued the freedom of humanity even more.  So please do not be sad for me, kind sir.”

I thought about this for a bit but could not be completely satisfied with the words I had heard.  There was still another issue that disturbed me greatly.  It was the injustice served upon this fine man.  27 years of imprisonment no less!  One may as well say that one-third of Nelson Mandela’s life had been stolen from him.  Where is the justice in that?  I do realize that he experienced years of freedom upon his release from prison. But this is just wrong, isn’t it?  Where is the retribution for those who so blatantly imprisoned this fine spirit?  What of that?

As if hearing my thoughts, Nelson Mandela gently interrupted me and asked if I would listen for just a few moments and then perhaps I might come to understand his answer to my angry questions.  He spoke to me then and I will never forget his words for as long as I have breath in my body.  “I appreciate your concern for me”,  said he. “But I would like you to do something for me just now please.  Close your eyes for a moment and I will take your hand.  When I do so, you will see the world of Apartheid as I saw it then. However, I only intend to give you a brief look for that is all you will need to see.  Will you take my hand now?”

I did as he asked and took his hand in mine.  What I saw in those few seconds was more horror, more pain and more hatred than you could possibly imagine. Tears flowed from my eyes and my heart broke as I saw thousands of people, good and kind people being beaten and being burned alive.  There were bodies everywhere it seemed.  I looked to my left and there was a mass grave where bodies lay one upon another.  I swung my gaze to the right so as to escape the horrible vision of that grave and was only given a moments relief for there in front of me was one of the members of the Apartheid with hatred in his eyes and laughter on his lips.  He was in the process of laying to waste a family who lived in a local village.  It was much too much for my spirit.  I broke down sobbing as I released my grasp on Nelson Mandela’s hand.  When I opened my eyes, I was back here once again with tears running down my cheeks.  The kind Mr. Mandela spoke once again to me in a voice that was as gentle as it was strong.  He said, “My friend, perhaps you now see more clearly what this was all about, yes?  Perhaps you know now why I made the choices that I made.  Was it a sacrifice for me to do so?  Indeed it was.  Was it too great a sacrifice you might ask?  No, it was not too great a sacrifice.  It has been said that there is no greater gift then that a man lay down his life for a friend.  As it turned out, I did not have to lay down my life but I would’ve done so had it come to that.  You said the 27 years that were taken from me angered you?  Well, I would be lying if I said that I was happy and in good accord with losing those years.  But can you see what was gained here by the sacrifice that one person was willing to make?  I showed to you a glimpse of Apartheid and the horror and injustice that ran rampant then.  I was instrumental in ending that horror.  It was the reason for my life, my purpose if you will.  And by accepting and travelling the road appointed to me by Life, I was able to change the lives of millions of people.  I may have some regrets but I do not regret taking the road chosen for me by my Creator.  Oh and one more thing, if I may?  You mentioned before that they had imprisoned my fine spirit for 27 years.  You could not be more wrong.  It was my body that was locked away.  My spirit and my mind were always free and always will be.  No one can imprison your spirit unless you give them permission to do so.  Are we clear on that point as well?”

I could only nod my head in the affirmative at this point.  My thoughts were swirling about in my mind, torn between the anger I had felt and the stunned disbelief I was now feeling.  I mean, everything he had said made sense, of course.  But I sensed there was something else present in this fine man who stood here.  I knew what it was but couldn’t comprehend how it could be possible.  You see, Nelson Mandela carried within him the Spirit of Forgiveness.  He had forgiven those who wronged him long ago for all they had done to him.  I looked at him again for he seemed to know my thoughts tonight.  He smiled that great smile of his and whispered into my mind then….”Yes, good friend.  You have the complete formula now.  Love and tolerance = True wisdom.  And when one has true wisdom, one truly knows the value of forgiveness because our greatest strength lies in the power of forgiving others.  Now I would ask what it is you intend to do with this formula.  For you see, with wisdom comes accountability.”

With my eyes brimming and tears spilling onto my cheeks, I bowed my head for I knew Nelson Mandela was correct.  There was unforgiveness which was very much alive in my heart.  I had always known that to forgive is divine and all of that.  But I never had truly realized how much it was damaging my spirit.  I determined then and there to make forgiveness a priority going forward.  It will free those that I forgive, yes.  But just as importantly, the act of forgiveness will give me permission to live fully and become strong in my heart once more.  Love + tolerance=True wisdom=Forgiveness=Strength and Power!  Wow!!

I raised my head to give a sincere thank you to Mr. Mandela, to shake his hand and see once more his smile.  I was not altogether surprised when I saw he had left however.  But the gift he bestowed upon me remained.  I wish for you to have this formula as well.  I am sure that Mr. Mandela won’t mind terribly.  So, here it is for you one more time.  Love and tolerance=True wisdom=Forgiveness=Strength and Power.    Avail yourself to these words and apply them to your respective lives.  Share this formula with those you know for it is the truth of life.  Be blessed.

One last note here, if I may.  I was hesitant in writing this and actually did not plan on it coming out the way it did.  But I felt compelled to do so.  With that said, I truly hope I did not take any careless freedoms with Nelson Mandela’s good name.  He is a hero of mine and I would never disrespect him or the legacy he left us.  Let us allow his wisdom to imprint upon our hearts and minds, yes?  Nelson Mandela, I thank you for your goodness and for what you accomplished for this world with your life.  You are a good man with a fine spirit which will continue to live among us, if we are wise.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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It Is Time To Begin Again……..

There may be a few of you this night that need to hear these words.  Six small but very powerful words.  It is time to begin again.  I know that they are words that I need to hear, to be sure.  How many times have we begun the journey that Life has for us only to become distracted by the cares and stresses that arise along the way?  Then before we know it, the progress we were making towards our purpose simply comes to a halt and the process of regression gains a foothold. And with regression can come depression.  We can begin to feel defeated.  We can begin to wonder what is the point anyway?  This is the manner in which so many people simply give up and never become who they were destined to be.  Life can indeed be daunting at times.  I am aware of this as are you.  At times it can almost feel like Life is out to get you which is of course, not the truth of it at all.  Now, there are those times in our lives when we can be tested by Life and it is during those times that we are blessed with the opportunity to grow and to change as we proceed towards our purpose, towards our destiny.  However since we are all human, we can allow ourselves to be thrown off-course, to be sure.  It is the way of it oftentimes.  But one should never view Life as an entity that works in direct opposition to our goals and dreams.  Nothing could be further from the truth.  It is a fact that to bring greater strength to steel, it must be forged.  I looked up the definition of the word “forged” and it means to “to form by heating and hammering; to beat into shape”.  It also means to “to form or make, especially by concentrated effort; to fashion”.   And when steel has gone through the process of forging, it becomes stronger than it had been before.  I guess what I am trying to say here is the strengthening of our character or the “testing of our metal” if you will, while not always easy is designed for our benefit.  Call it “preparedness for what lies ahead”, if you like for that is in essence what it is.  Even the Bible states to “count it all joy when you are beset by various trials”.  These are the times when we are permitted to grow the most if we respond correctly.  And yes, I do realize that this is something that is often easier said than done.  I know because I have gone through the process myself.  I know because I am going through such a process even now.  And I am determined that with the aid of my Creator, I will win the day!

And it seems that as is my habit, I have veered off subject a bit.  My message to you this evening is a simple one and one that should bring hope to any and all who have become stalled in the pursuit of their Life purpose.  The message is that it is time to begin again!  It is never too late to begin again the journey of the fulfillment of purpose.  Do not ever believe that it is too late for it is not.  If you still have breath, your time has not yet passed.  In actuality, to have the temerity to say that it is too late to begin again is a slap in the face of the Creator.  He has placed within each of us a bit of His own divine Spirit and only waits for us to connect with that Spirit.   For when we do so, He is then able to step in and increase the Divine spark that is alive within.  Does any of this strike a chord with any of you?  As is so often, I am kind of feeling my way along here.  But the words I am permitted this evening are resonating in accord with my own Spirit.  This is the barometer by which truth is measured, yes?  This is most often how we know.  I will tell you that tonight, I began 4 other writings and each one simply brought me into a blind alley which is quite frustrating.  But what I am writing here just now seems to be as it should.

Have you been brought into a blind alley in your pursuit of purpose today?  Have you allowed circumstances and trials to keep you from the journey towards your Destiny?  Those seeds of greatness that were growing within you?  Have they withered and become silent due to the fact that you are no longer becoming the person you were meant to be?  If this be true, then please do not chastise yourself over it any longer.  It is in degradation that we lose ourselves and it is in the abasement of ourselves that we cause the gift of our Divinity to lose its warm glow which ultimately deadens our soul.

It is time to begin again!  These very words should breathe air, new and afresh into our hearts, yes?  These words bring to us a powerful and wonderful message.  These words are not meant in a negative fashion that would tell us to “get off our lazy duff and get back in the game”.  No, no and no again!  What these six words are telling us this night is that it is not too late to begin again!  These words further proclaim that now, today is indeed the time to begin again!  It is time to finish the journey that Life has set before us!  It is time to realize our fulfillment of purpose and in doing so, we will know true abundance of Spirit!  Can you see how this is true?

We are, all and each one of us placed here in this world, each born with separate and distinct gifts.  Some of us have the gift of song and some are artists.  Some are writers and others are teachers.  Many have been blessed with the ability to listen, to be a listener which is one of the greatest gifts of all.  Most of us can certainly hear but only a few can truly listen. I believe it is the listeners of our world that are of great blessing to those they come in contact with.  You see, the definition of the word talent or gift goes well beyond a general definition.  What are your particular gifts, my friend?  I suppose my point here is that our gifts and talents are quite diverse.  My question to all of us this evening is are we availing ourselves to what lies within us in order that our world be blessed and therefore our own destiny be fulfilled?

It is time to begin again.  To those reading these words this night, I would only say this.  If you have not paused in the pursuit of what you have been called to do, I applaud you most heartily and my prayers are for your continuance.  For those who have ceased and perhaps even given up traveling the road that Life has called you to, I would urge to begin again.  Our world is in dire need of what you possess, the blessing of the gift or gifts that only you can provide.  And if I may, none of us can ever truly be happy or content with who we are until we become who it is we were meant to be.  Perhaps that is the real meaning of the phrase “To thine own self be true”. 

It is time to begin again.  Words that bring with them a message of hope and new beginnings for us all, yes?  The hour is late and I have gone long once again.  But I felt that this was of importance to someone somewhere.  I do thank you for your time and kind indulgence.  Decide today for yourself that it is indeed time to begin again and then do begin again.  In doing so, you will bless others and be blessed in return, to be sure.  I wish you a kind and good evening.  Take care with yourselves.  Until we meet next time…….

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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What Crime Are You Guilty Of?

This is perhaps an odd question, I suppose.  But perhaps it is not so strange after all.  I had a rare day off from my everyday job this day.  Today is of course, the 4th of July.  Independence Day.  And I started thinking of my life and my day-to-day routines.  Like so many of us, the week consists mainly of rising up, going to work and then going home.  This is followed the next day by rising once again, going to work and returning home.  And the pattern continues day upon day, week upon week and year upon year.  Now indeed we must or at least should work and contribute.  That is a given.  There is no crime in doing so.  So what is it then that I am driving at, you may ask?

My point is simply this.  I realized today that what I have been over these last several months is a willing participant in a crime, a tragic crime in which I have allowed myself to become the victim.  And what is the crime I am guilty of?  I am guilty of having become a thief.  I have been stealing much-needed nourishment from my spirit by being so entrenched in my job that I have not been doing one of the very things I was put on this earth to do.  I have ceased writing over these last few months because I have allowed my job to consume me entirely.  Does this make sense to any of you?  The worst wrongs that can be committed are the ones we commit against ourselves.  I have noticed a marked reduction in my Life energy as a result of the neglect I have shown towards my soul and the gifts I have been given.

The message I am conveying here, although a bit awkwardly, is simply this.  By all means, tend to your job each day and give your best always.  And by all means, tend to your family and those you love always.  Let them know they are uppermost in your heart and embrace them with your Spirit.  But do not do any of these things by committing crimes against yourself.  Do not begin to steal from yourself by not honoring the gifts and talents that our Creator has given to you.  When you become a thief such as this, not only will you suffer and lose blessing in your life but so will those around you, those who reside in the very Spirit you are stealing from.  I trust that this makes a degree of sense to any who read this.  My writing is rusty and my mind is tired.  But I think perhaps you may get an idea of what I am trying to convey.

We are all given gifts in this Life and all of us have a unique purpose we were put here to fulfill.  What might your purpose be?  If you know your Life destiny, then go now and pursue it for there is no other person on this planet who can do it for you.  There are many who await the blessings that only you can bring to them.  If you know not the road that Life has set before you to follow, then be tenacious and seek with diligence the Life path that is your birthright.  For if you do so, what has been purposed for you will become evident.  And yes, there are many who, although they may not know it just yet, are waiting for and in need of the blessings you will bring their way.  Do not allow yourself to become sidetracked or even worse, derailed  by the everyday storms and distractions that will come your way.  I say to you that it is those very storms and distractions that are often designed to keep you from the greatness and goodness of purpose that is destined for you.  Be wise and remember that Life always presents to us choices.  And we must always choose for even if we choose not to make a choice, we have still indeed chosen, yes?  What can be difficult is living with the choice or choices we have made.  Ladies and gentlemen, I would tell you then to choose wisely and even prayerfully.  Remember as well that it is in our blessing and service to others that we are blessed in return and in good measure.

In closing and at the risk of being redundant, I would ask you this question again.  Are you guilty of  this crime, the crime of stealing from your own soul and spirit?  Take time out and do a bit of introspection.  I would also encourage us to be honest during this examination and be sure not to rationalize to assuage our conscience.  By the way, if you break down the word “rationalize”, do you know what you will come up with?  I will tell you just now.  Rationalize broken down to its base really just means “rational lies” and by telling ourselves rational lies, it is so much easier to avoid the accountability that our Destiny demands of us.  And believe me, I am preachin’ to the choir here, as they say.  I have indeed been guilty of crimes against myself as of late.  So then, let us be good to ourselves and true to our Life path, yes?

Thank you for your kind attention tonight.  Give thought to what we discussed for it is so much the truth.  Take care with yourselves.  May the blessings of today and those of tomorrow be yours to share.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr

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Why Are We Afraid Of Fear?

Not really such an odd question if you think about.  Why is it that we have such a fear of fear?  We are afraid to be afraid.  Have you ever thought of it in this light?  I myself have not until just now.  We will avoid most anything in order to keep fear from entering our lives.  Of course, the irony is that it is the fear of facing our fear that keeps us from becoming the person were meant to be.  It keeps us from obtaining that new position at our place of work.  It will cause us to shy away from that man or woman that we really would like to meet and get to know better.  People are often afraid of starting an exercise program and why?  They have a fear of not following through and failing.  Essentially, they are not afraid of failing really.  They are afraid of the fear of failing.  And look over there……Do you see that fellow at the desk?  His dream is to write a best-selling novel.  But he does not actively pursue this dream because he has a fear that it will not sell very well.  He is afraid of his fear that the book ,if written will be a flop and he will feel like a failure.

You see, we are not so much afraid of trying, of making the attempt as much as we fear the fear that holds us back.  Now some of you may say that I am splitting hairs here and that I am looking at this far too deeply, that I am really reaching on this subject.  But am I really?  Back in 1933 during the Great Depression, Franklin Delano Roosevelt made a proclamation. He said, “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself!”  It was a true statement and one that needed to be heard then.  We had become a nation united in fear.  If you’ve read your history, the Depression Era was a very bad time and was only getting worse, this being due in large part to the attitude of fear and dread that held this country tightly in its grasp.  The citizens of this nation no longer had hope.  And in the absence of hope, fear will always step in and take charge.  And back in 1933, fear had a chokehold on this nation.  The good people of this nation were afraid of the fear which had taken their jobs, their homes and their sense of well-being.  They were afraid to face the fear that had left them without hope.  FDR knew this and he also knew the message that our country needed to hear in order to shake off this paralyzing fear and take the steps towards recovery.  And with the delivery of his historical speech, fear began to lose its foothold on our nation.  Hope began to once again become alive in the hearts of those here and the citizenry became less afraid of the fear that had beset them for so long.  If you have never read FDR’s speech that he gave that day, you should.  It is really something.

“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself!”  These words are a dynamic that needs to be embraced in our world today once again.  Fear itself is very much a living entity once we breathe life into its divisive soul and this is brought about because we are afraid to look into the face of Fear.  Rather than squaring our shoulders, planting our feet firmly and holding the gaze of Fear until it turns away defeated, we instead look the other way and give Fear yet another victory.  This needs to change in order for us to grow into the Life we were meant to live.

The concept of Fear is based in uncertainty and uncertainty is always based in either a lack of knowledge or a lack of hope or both.  Allow me to repeat this please.  The concept of Fear is based in uncertainty and uncertainty is always based in either a lack of knowledge or a lack of hope or both.  This is actually a bit of good news for knowledge is obtainable and leads to wisdom and true wisdom provides us with Hope.  And Hope defined is the expectation of good things to come.

I would also like to mention that we dread fear most often because it usually brings with it the possibility of change.  And so many of us will go to great lengths to avoid change, won’t we?  Change is most often not a comfortable process.  However, once we truly realize this fact, once we learn not to be afraid of the fear of change and we instead embrace it fully, we can then see it as a new and exciting opportunity for our lives.  You see, if we use fear to our advantage instead of allowing fear to use us and impede our growth, the new horizons presented before us will be infinite, as God would have it to be.  We must become aware that our Creator places no limitations on us or within us.  The limitations on our lives are self-imposed.  We permit these constraints that bind us by allowing external forces such as fear and uncertainty to control our actions. I might also state that He has not “given us the spirit of fear but rather of peace and a sound mind.”   Does this phrase sound at all familiar to you?  If it does, then good! Apply it to your heart and mind.  If you’ve not heard it before, then memorize it and make use of it in your life for it is one of the great truths of our Universe.

I would end with this thought this evening.  Let us no longer be afraid of fear.  Let us no longer allow fear to pervade and control our respective lives.  When our fear of what fear can do is permitted to reign in our lives, not only do we become weak and cease to grow into who we were meant to become but we also bring dishonor to ourselves as well as to our Source who created us in His own image.  So, let us be not afraid any longer!  Embrace your fear of fear and you will feel its power dwindling while at the same time you will feel the true power of who you really are to grow within your Spirit and in doing so, you will be free to further discover who you really are and will be of a greater blessing to those round’ about you.

I thank you for your attention this evening and hope you have found these sentences worthy of your time.  I have been away for a bit due to personal situations but am in hope that all of that has come to an end.  I enjoy writing and have missed posting items here.  Take care with yourselves and may you be blessed in the same abundance in which you bless those round’ about you each day.  This is also a universal truth for each of us to imprint on our hearts.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr

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It Is Time To Heal……

My friends, this is something that has been on my heart as of late.  So many of us have hurts that are unhealed.  So many of us are carrying the heavy burdens of the past that are not only breaking our back….They are breaking our spirit and breaking our hearts.  These wounds from times past are keeping us from the Life which was promised us.  As it has been said, no person cannot live with one foot in the past and the other in the present.  In doing so, we make it impossible to move into the future.  There are so many drawbacks to not allowing healing into our lives.  Let me ask you, what happens if a cut or gash is ignored and left untreated?  It will fester and infection sets in which in turn compromises the immune system and can ultimately cause a breakdown in the body, yes?  Do you think that your Spirit is not subject to this same circumstance?  The only difference is one is a physical wound and the other is a spiritual and/or an emotional wound.  The results are identical.  If you have been hurt in life (and we all have at some point) and you permit yourself to carry this around with you, it will slowly but surely drain strength from your soul.  And admittedly, there are some who wrap their pain around them like a blanket, not even realizing that they are destroying what is their essence.

“But,”  you say. “You do not understand!  I was wronged back then and a person doesn’t just get over things that easily.”  This is true. I won’t deny that at all.  So, allow yourself a reasonable amount of time to feel the pain for one must recognize what it is that hurts before the wound can be treated properly.  But for God’s sake, after that time has passed (and don’t wallow in it), then allow healing to begin.  Do not allow your true spirit to become weakened and diseased because you will not let go of what is past.  It is no different from pouring acid on a plant instead of life-sustaining water.  The plant will die from the acid but it will thrive and flourish from the water.  Please take in the spiritual waters of forgiveness so as to cleanse those old wounds and allow them to begin to close and become whole once again.  Then you can begin to live once again and then to grow into the Life that has been destined for you.  Believe me, I know of what it is I speak.

And healing is not always easy.  Sometimes the wound has sealed in much poison and must be reopened so as to allow the infection to bleed out.  That can indeed be painful.  However this process is not only necessary but it is worth it.  As we forgive others for whatever it was they did to cause us pain, we will find that we feel lighter and even brighter in our heart.  When we do not carry the past within ourselves, Life rewards us in ways you cannot even imagine.  When you are not bound by the past, you can move freely in the present and proceed into the future.

I might also say that there are many folks who need to provide a different type of forgiveness.  By this I mean they need to forgive themselves for whatever it is they feel they have done wrong or what it is they feel the failures in their lives are.  Perhaps not forgiving one’s self is the worst type of not forgiving there is.  You see, when someone will not forgive themselves for things that have occurred in their lives, not only do they carry that burden in their heart but they also fall victim to self-ridicule and self-deprecation which is as a cancer to the their spiritual body.  They allow themselves to be eaten away by the free-radical cells of unforgiveness and self-loathing.  If that is your situation today, please stop it.  Just stop it.  Love yourself enough to value who you really are, who you were created to be.  What is that you say?  I don’t know what the atrocities are that you committed against yourself as well as others?  That is true.  But that is not of importance here.  You must realize that if our Creator can forgive you (He will and He has), then who are you not to bring the gift of self-forgiveness into your heart.  Do not continue to destroy the precious gift of Life that you have been given.  In truth, that would be an atrocity, a slap in the face of your Creator.  Give that some thought, if you would please.

Now you may have noticed I haven’t said anything about a healing of our world which is desperately needed, of course.  I did not make mention of it directly.  For you see, our world can only be healed in the same measure in which we permit the healing of ourselves.  The healing for our world takes place one person at a time.  We forgive ourselves which gives us the freedom and ability to forgive others which permits others to forgive themselves and pass along forgiveness to still others.  And so it goes…..A wave of forgiveness that, if begun will move across this planet of ours and cleanse all those it washes over.  And the beauty of all this is that it is very real and very possible.

Thank you for your time and attention this evening.  Please do give credence to these words.  I am certainly not right about everything.  But I am right about this.  Take care with yourselves this day.  Blessings upon you.  Be sure to bless all those who cross your path or whose paths you cross.  In other words, bless everyone!

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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Choose This Day……

Each day that we awaken and arise from slumber, that new day is a gift and should be treated as such. A gift is something that one enjoys and treasures.  A gift is something that we tend to make use of.  If the gift is an item of clothing or a piece of jewelry, we wear it.  If we receive tools as a gift, we build something or work on our car.  Should the gift be toys for a youngster, they play with their gift.  Whatever it may be, we make use of that particular gift. We choose to do so because that is the logical choice to make, yes?  So, why is it that we mistreat the gift of a brand new day then?  As nice as other gifts are, nothing can quite compare with waking up and knowing that we have before us hours of life, hours filled with resplendent opportunities to pursue our dreams and goals.  With this gift of the day, we can breathe in the beauty of creation around us.  We can use moments within that day to be of a help and blessing to others and be blessed in return.  Throughout the miracle of this gift, this day we can learn something new.  We have the privilege of using our mind and our bodies in mental and physical activities.  If we choose to, we can consider for a moment the miracle of our hands.  When is the last time you thought about how wonderous our hands are?  Our fingers and thumbs flex and move, seemingly on their own carrying out the orders that our brain sends to them by way of our nerves.  I myself paused for a moment or two here considering how amazing it is that I am able to type because of the gift of my hands and the intricate process involved that makes it so.  But you see, I chose to reflect on this.

Everything we do with the gift of each day is a matter of choice.  How did you choose to use your day today?  Did you greet the day with thankfulness by filling your lungs with oxygen, breathing in deeply the gift of Life?  Did you allow yourself the exquisite pleasure of a good full-body stretch, feeling your muscles limber up?  Cats do this instinctively, innately knowing the value of stretching.  It eases the body into the day instead of shocking it into submission.  Did you go look out the window to see the sun in the heavens and the abundance of life?  Or did you stumble into the shower, hoping it will awaken you enough so as to make a hurried cup of coffee before rushing out the door to head for work?  For you see, if that is how you began your day, that was a choice also.  Not a good one, but a choice nonetheless.

Now you may tell me that you dislike your job intensely but you have to make a living so what choice do you have?  This is after all how the world works, right?  Wrong.  You have chosen to be where you are and although it would take a bit of work, you can choose to change the path you are on presently.  And if you do not do so, then that is a choice as well because you chose not to choose. 

I would also say that in any given situation, we can choose to be a thermometer or a thermostat.  If our choice is to be a thermometer, then we will simply reflect the temperature or in this case, the environment around us.  Or we choose to be a thermostat and have a direct say as to the nature of the environment is that surrounds us each day.  What would be the better choice here?  Personally, I tend to lean towards the idea of the thermostat.  By choosing that option, it is so much more likely that your day, your gift will be much more fulfilled and abundant.

I believe that so often we like to believe that Life’s choices are not within our control.  This way we are allowed to feel less accountable for how any given day turns out.  And that day turns into two days, then into a week, a month, a year and before we know it, Life has passed us by.  Then we look back over our life and see that the journey was mediocre and disappointing at best.  But really, what choice did we have after all?  It wasn’t our fault that our life was not excellent.  There were circumstances that were beyond control and we had no choice  but to go with what was placed before us.  I will say this to that.  The manner in which we choose whether good or bad becomes a habit.  We can choose wisely or unwisely but either way, we  make a choice.  Another term for the gift of choice is the gift of free will.  And we exercise our free will on a daily basis.

Our Creator has blessed each one of us with the gift of a brand new day each and every day.  He knows the correct choices we should make to get the most benefit of our days and therefore our Life, our Destiny.  But He has also provided us with another gift which brings with it responsibility.  It is the gift of Choice and the way we choose to use that gift is by exercising our free will.  We are intelligent beings having been created as such. And as such, we have the ability to choose the paths we go down.  We obviously do not always choose rightly.  But that is a part of learning in Life and a part of growing into who we were meant to be.  So, think about the choices you make today and everyday.  Some choices are small and some are large.  However, all our choices are significant and far-reaching.  We would do well to remember this, yes?

Choose well this day and everyday.  Always bear in mind that each day we awaken is indeed a gift.  So, treasure it and use it well.  Be a blessing to all those you touch always.  You never know how your smile and a kind word will affect another’s day.  What will the gift of this day bring to you?  The choice is yours to make.  Blessings to you.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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In The Midst Of A Storm Right Now?

How is your Life today, my friend?  Is it flowing along smoothly?  Would you liken as unto a near perfect summer day, one where the temperature hovers properly at 70 degrees and there is no humidity to speak of and the Sun gently warms your skin and blesses your eyes?  I would hope this to be true for you and for those you love.  Because if it is, I know it has not always been so.  There are storms in Life as surely as there are seasons of Sun and warm goodness.  So, if you are experiencing an idyllic season, please recognize it as just that.  It is a season and seasons change as seasons always do.  There will be a stormy season that will find you at some point.  It is how Life operates.  It is how it is.  You can be sure of it.  And for those of you who are presently in the midst of one of Life’s storms, I empathize with you.  But in another sense, I am envious of you to a degree.  No, the cheese is not sliding off my cracker, as the saying goes.  Please be indulgent and continue to read.  I am quite sure this will begin to make sense as we continue.  Most often as I write, I am not sure how the whole thing is supposed to turn out.  I just bear with it and ask that you do the same.

“Gosh William!”,  you say.  “Such happy thoughts you are sending me today!  Please stop trying to make me feel so cheerful!”  My friend, I actually am sending a positive note in your direction.  It is just not in a way you might expect it.  And while it isn’t always pleasant to think of such things, it is important.  Especially since the storm clouds we will be discussing always seem to carry their own unique silver lining.  Perhaps that is the point here.  Let us find out.

Our world became seasonal after that proverbial apple had a bite taken out of it.  And I don’t believe that anyone truly knows if it was an apple but that doesn’t really matter, does it?  The point is that prior to that incident, the world was utopian, perfect and undisturbed.  But humankind in their own infinite wisdom managed to change all of that.  Isn’t it funny how things change so much but remain so much the same?  We humans are still quite sure that we know better and thus still manage to continue to make a mess of things even today!  But I digress and so apologize.  Let us stay on point, shall we?  Oh, and for those who do not believe scripture or believe there is a Creator behind all this, do not leave please.  There is wisdom for you here as well, I trust.

Seasons.  We were discussing the idea of seasons and of storms.  And of fruit, a particular apple in this case.  Because of a conscious choice that was made involving fruit, our world now has become seasonal.  And seasons always bring about what exactly?  Why, they bring about change, correct?  The spring season is time of birth, of renewal and growth.  As the flowers explode into beautiful colors and fragrance that please our senses, the trees bring forth their leaves and allow us to sit in the shade they provide for us.  The birds set about building their nests in preparation for the family they know is just on its way now.  Life begins to stir in the lakes and rivers once again.  And so many more things come anew and afresh once again.  It is a truly wonderful season to behold, isn’t it?

What follows spring is of course summertime which is glorious in its own right.  The days are hot and at night, we hope for balmy breezes to make their way onto our porches and  through our open windows.  It is a season for baseball games and lemonade and ice cream floats.  It is a season for taking a breath or two and remembering what it is to enjoy life and our world, if only for a time.  And of course, I should mention when those balmy breezes choose not to pleasure us with their presence, I always thank God for inventing air conditioning and ceiling fans.  Indeed I do.  I am sure you do as well. And as the days come and go, we move on into autumn in which the trees are resplendent, dressed in their fiery coats of yellow and orange and red leaves, their final gift to us as they fall gently to the ground.  And then winter comes along, a season of cold beauty and warm fires and cozy blankets.  A time for snowmen and snowball fights.  But also a time for our Earth to rest a bit as it prepares for the coming spring where all is reborn once again.  So all things are indeed seasonal, yes?  “But wait!”,  say you. “You’ve not made mention of the storms!  Where do the storms come in?”  That is a fair question which deserves a fair answer.  You have already made my point for me for you are well aware that storms will come about and will do so at any given point and  in any season as well.  Storms are seasonal as well and are a part of our world. And storms are important in that they often provide a way for change.  For example, do you see that huge, magnificent oak tree over there?  Beautiful, isn’t it?  But do you notice how nothing can grow anywhere near it?  It has reached proportions where it is pulling all the nutrients from the soil around it.  Because of this, everything else is dying.  Along comes a storm and the oak tree is uprooted and it dies.  This is sad because it was a beautiful, beautiful tree.  But conversely, its death while tragic has made it possible for all sorts of new life to be born in its stead.  That is the miracle that stands amidst the tragedy.  That my friends, is change.

I suppose the point I am heading towards is that storms will be sent our way as we journey along Life’s road.  And this will happen because Life requires that we grow and change into who we were meant to become so as to fulfill our purpose, our reason for being here on this planet.  Growth is a precursor for change.  One cannot occur without the other.  And if I might add, neither one of these, growth or change are pleasant or comfortable really.  Well, I misspoke there.  Growth would always be pleasant and even comfortable so long as I didn’t have to change anything.  But as you can see, we cannot have one without the other.  One cannot grow if they will not change and one cannot change if they will not grow.  And storms are most often dramatic and powerful.  That is why they act as a catalyst for change.  Most of us tend to resist change and require a bit of shaking up to bring about such a change.  Hence, the need for the storms that Life sends our way.

Now, a question for you.  Do you remember my mentioning that was I was empathetic yet envious of someone who was going through one of Life’s storms even now?  I was not trying to be clever or cruel or funny.  I would not do such a thing.  The reason I said that is quite simple really.  As a rule, when one is battling their way through one of the storms Life sends their way, it is because Life is preparing them to step up to a new level.  Remember the equation  –  Storm = Growth= Change.  And change always brings us to a new Life level.  It may not be a level that we would have chosen necessarily.  But it will always be an elevation that provides a clearer, broader view and vision of what it is we are here to do, of our Purpose and Destiny.  The more I understand things of this nature, the more I am willing to take on the storms that come along my Life path.  Does this mean I long for pain and discomfort and even sadness?  No, no!  I am not one who has gone mad nor am I daft!  All I mean is that knowing the reward goes a long way towards realizing why I would brave the storm in the first place.

For those of you presently enjoying a grand season, do so fully.  Truly savor each moment of each day and make wonderful memories for our remembrances give us much strength.  But when a storm approaches, do not fear the storm.  Recognize it for what it is and prepare for growth and change.  And for any of you who are in the very center of a storm, you have my prayers. Stand strong in the belief that you are destined for elevation and do not waver and do not be fearful.  Your Creator will not put you through anything that He has not equipped you to handle and will provide a way for you.  Remember as well that storms can be beautiful in their power.  This is because the process of growth and of change are often difficult to see but beautiful to behold.  This I realized only a moment ago.

Thank you friend for your attention.  I believe I learned something here this evening.  I hope you have as well.  Be all of you blessed and well.  Always be sure to bless those who come across your path each day for that is so important.  It is what keeps us human.  Take care with yourselves.

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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Ode To Mom

She has a fine heart, one with kindness and with caring.

It’s warmth can be felt by all those who know her.

Her eyes are expressive, they have depth yet they sparkle.

They reflect contemplation and her spirit within.

Her laughter, like music, a pleasure to hear.

It floats in the air and makes others smile.

Her voice is a mystery, it is strong, yet still gentle.

Her words carry merit for all that will hear.

Words of life, love and wisdom for those that she cares for.

Her strength is a quiet one, not boastful or loud,

developed through time and has brought her thus far.

Her manner is conservative, yet not overly so.

It has flexibility and brings with it humor.

Her ears, they do listen, with discernment, compassion.

They hear in an effort to help the one speaking.

Her talents are varied.  Of this, I trust she is aware.

Many things have I learned from the Mother I know.

I’ve the knowledge of life skills, to cope in this world.

These things, they were taught me by the Mother I love.

But I’ve learned things much smaller which have value too.

What things do I speak of?  I will tell you just now.

I speak of cooking and sewing. I speak of boxing as well.

As a lad, I learned much, countless lessons to be sure,

from the woman, my Mother whose character shows here.

These words I’ve penned here are a tribute to you, Mom.

I wanted to tell you and speak best when I write.

 

Your son, Billy

 

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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A Letter Towards Love

Dearest reader, my post this evening is of a different sort as you will see.  There are many out in our world who are alone and living in a quiet pain, a pain of the worst sort imaginable.  They are alone in their heart and alone in their Life.  And loneliness bares its cold soul in a number of ways.  One cannot truly know the empty pain of loneliness until one has been truly alone.  It is a thing I would wish upon no one for those afflicted become broken within.  I will tell you my friend, that I was hesitant to present this for the subject makes many uncomfortable.  But it is also important for we all know someone who is indeed alone.  I would implore you to reach out to hearts that are burdened so.  Please do!  What follows here is an attempt to show you one of the faces of this Life stealing disease. And there are many more, believe me.  I chose to describe this “face of loneliness” because for one to paint an accurate picture, one needs to be familiar with the colors being used.  I have lived this particular “face”, if you will.  I gave more than just a passing thought to writing this for it is a closed-door for me now.  There are always parts of our past we do not wish to recollect.  To do so can often cause one to relive certain things, yes?  This was not easily entreated by my heart, to be sure.  In the same moment, too many suffer lonely hearts and empty spirits today.  This requires the attention of us all which is why I put myself aside for a bit of time and took a look at what lay beyond that closed-door in my heart.  And yes, tears were shed as these memories again ravaged my spirit and held hostage my mind.  For I found my letter towards love from not so long ago………….

Oh Lord, my heart is so tired and alone it seems.  I know You are with me, that You reside in my heart.  And for this, I truly give thanks.  But so often, my heart aches and yearns for a special someone with which to share my Life.  I have much to give for You have given much to me.  And for this, I also give much thanks.  I know you are my Source and the Supplier of my Life.  That is why I feel almost traitorous when I say that I wish for and need something more.  I long to be touched and to touch another in return.  My soul cries out for this to be so.  I do not speak of simple lust.  In this world, that could be easily remedied, were I to choose that road.  That type of behavior does not lie within me.  I speak rather of a physical contact where true love is at its core, where hearts and spirits are shared and become as one.  This is my desire, one born of a season too long empty and dry.  My soul is often tortured for the lack of the Life-giving waters of a love freely given.

The vessel that is my heart ran aground long ago and seems to be buried now in the sands of loneliness.  Our hearts, our spirits were designed to sail upon Love’s ocean, unfettered and with Hope reflecting upon the horizon.  It is how our soul is sustained.  I fear love will not again find me on this desert island which goes unseen day upon day upon lonely day.  It seems there is no escaping the dark soul that is this place for I have tried and often.  The strength within my spirit and my soul is diminishing so my attempts to escape are not as frequent these days.  Prudence whispers quietly that I must conserve what is left in hopes of a rescue.  This idea seems real enough still.  So I wait. Even as Life’s light begins to dim, I wait.  And I hope.

My Lord Jesus, what is to become of me??  What of my heart and its need for love??  It is You who placed these needs, these desires within me.  Why do You turn Your Face from me now?  It is more than I can bear, this void that steals away my Life.  I do not fear Death.  There are days when I would bid Death welcome, if only this pain would die with me.  What I do fear is this existence which seems to have wrapped tightly its cold, unfeeling arms around me, slowly breaking my heart.  Life’s breath eludes me so often now and the Spirit that indwells me is malnourished, the result of my diminished capacity to breathe.  The world becomes dark as does my tired heart which seems to beat ever slower with each passing day.  Even still, I wait.  And I hope.

Do not leave me here, I pray thee, My Lord.  I have not yet given up hope that the fire I keep alive on Desolation’s shore will be noticed by one who is also looking to be touched in Love.  Should this come about, I would without hesitation attempt to swim out beyond the breakers that best me, unmindful of the dangers lurking below.  It would be better to die in a valiant effort to reach Love’s touch than to continue this pain of isolation.

I should tell you, Lord that I am not and would not consider violating the gift of Life You have so freely given unto me.  Life is a sacred thing, a living thing and for me to cut short that gift is blasphemous, a slap in the face of God and nothing less.  I am just so tired now.  We were not meant to live solitary lives. To be alone and without love is in direct conflict with the nature in which we were created.  There are those who would say they need no one save themselves.  I would suggest that perhaps they are deceiving themselves so as to avoid the risk involved when one loves another with their whole heart.  Or perhaps they have been blessed with a strength that I do not possess.  I do not know that answer and my heart has become tired in the course of my writing this letter to you, my Lord and Creator of my Life.  All I do know is that I felt it important to put pen to paper today, the anniversary which celebrates four years almost to the day, the day that I was cast onto this lifeless island where I remain a prisoner.

Lord, I pray that You read these words and attend to my prayers.  Please respond as my heart is fading now.  I anxiously await Your reply…..

Yours in faith believing,

Anonymous, for You know Your children as by their name……

Author William J. Thompson, Jr.

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Listen!……….Destiny Calls Softly

Do you believe in destiny?  I am sure that most of us do believe in destiny as a general rule.  But I am talking about personal destiny, about your reason and purpose for being placed into this, our world.  Do you believe in a personal destiny?  Do you believe that each and everyone one of us has a ordination on our lives, a specific calling if you will?  It is true, you know.  You and I are not here by accident.  Our Creator or God or the Universe or whatever name you are comfortable with has a design for your life. We are not random incidents, fumbling and flailing about, hoping that we make it through Life with our mind and body still intact when it ends.  Although, I will admit it feels like that sometimes.  Life can be pretty frightening when looking at it on a global scale or even when it is just your own backyard, as they say. But have you ever considered that it is seeing how skewed things can be that keeps us from hearing what is in our heart, from what is our destiny?  Think about it for a moment. How many times per day do you get distracted?  How about per hour?  I am not just speaking of the physical aspect either.  We have all sorts of thoughts flitting about in our mind constantly which divert our attention.  How can one know, let alone hear what ones’ heart is telling them  regarding ones’ purpose in life, ones’ destiny when all the while the imps of distraction are clanging about in their mind?  A difficult chore in and of itself and only made harder by the voice of destiny itself.  What do I mean by this?  Allow me to try to explain, if you will.  Like you, I am feeling my way along here and attempting to hear the message of my own heart. So, please indulge me and please be kind.

The voice of destiny follows a path which begins in our heart and it does so because we have  seeds of greatness within.  These seeds of greatness reside in the rich soil of our heart.  Our destiny is determined by what those seeds of greatness have been designed or destined to yield unto Life.  For this reason, the two must be in contact one with the other because they will not come to fruition if separated.  And an obvious point here as well….The aforementioned seeds must receive watering and proper care because nothing will grow if unattended, correct?  But, I digress.  Originally, I made mention that being able to discover our destiny was only made more difficult by the voice of destiny itself, yes?  This voice I speak of is not a loud or brash voice.  It does not usually stride in boldly and shout, “Here am I! Come now, go with me!”  No, this is not how destiny speaks to us.  It comes in gently, almost politely and in a quiet voice it speaks to the spirit of our passions, of what is true in our hearts, of what it is we were born to do with these gifts, these seeds of greatness within.  And it is difficult sometimes to hear this voice while all around us, all is chaos and discord.  It is for this reason that so many of us miss out on the calling, the destiny for which we were born.

As children, we listen to our hearts well and often.  One only has to look deep within a child’s eyes to know the truth of this.  There is no pretense or insincerity in a child’s gaze.  There is only their heart looking out unto you and to the world where magic awaits them.  It is true, is it not?  So, am I indicating that children know their calling, their destiny before they have reached adulthood?  In some cases, yes indeed it is true.  And it probably would be true more often if Life was not cruel at times and if we adults didn’t wear the joy and wonder from the hearts of the young by telling them to “Stop being silly and grow up!” or “You’ll never amount to anything if you don’t grow up!”  My God in heaven, won’t they enter our adult world soon enough?  Don’t cut short the magic they possess, the magic by which they truly “become” who they are meant to be!

Now, for those of us who did not know, did not hear the voice of destiny before and wish to hear it now, I would make a suggestion to you.  Still yourself. Still the spirit of unease within you, the spirit that I call “adulthood”.  Allow your mind to ease, to relax for a few moments.  It’s okay to do so, even though your mind may fight against it.  Forget for the moment about cooking dinner, the grocery list, that prospective client and so on.  They will all be waiting when you return.  Breathe deeply and evenly and let your mind rest.  As you do so, try to recall what it was you most enjoyed as a younger person. What were the things you did that made you feel accomplished and pleased within yourself.  These are most often your passions, your seeds of greatness still resting inside your heart, still waiting for you to bring them into the sunlight.  “It is too late now for my time has gone!”, you may say.  Do not let that distraction cloud the vision of your destiny!  Just because you have not fulfilled your destiny does not mean that it has forgotten you.  That special something you were placed here to do still awaits you.  You see, no one can fulfill the purpose you were born with except you.  It is the way of it.  Rejoice in that knowledge for it tells you that it is not yet too late for your true life, for your destiny to be realized.  This is a great piece of news, is it not?  Alright now, you are still relaxed, yes?  Understandably excited but relaxed in your mind and spirit for this is the only way to hear your heart.  And as surely as you can feel your seeds of greatness stirring now, slowly awakening, you can also hear the quiet and gentle voice of destiny from deep within your heart speaking to you, reminding you of who you were meant to be.  Mind you now, do not allow busy distractions into the space you are creating.  Only relax, breathe and listen for your heart.  It will tell you and take you where it is you need to go.  If you don’t hear anything at first, that is quite understandable.  You’ve not listened to yourself from within for a very long time.  But give yourself the time deserved and permit patience to enter your mind.  To live your life fully blessed because you are fulfilling your destiny is worth the effort required to know your heart as you did so long ago.  I know this to be true.  Would you not agree?  Thank you for your attention and may the blessings of the day be yours to share!

Authored by William J. Thompson, Jr.

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