The “Living Bread” to me, is the connection, relationship, and love. It’s not the literal “eating” of the flesh, it is “becoming” the flesh by becoming “Amadeus”.
God’s love. Amadeus is a masculine name of Latin origin meaning “loved by God” or “love of God.” It is derived from the Latin words amare “to love” and Deus meaning “God.”
Amadeus, being a lover of God, and loved by God, is gender neutral.
Essence of my essence. Flesh of my flesh.
This song has been playing in my mind for the past couple days. Is the Universe telling me I have options?
Or has the Womb-man been freed?
The world will be a better place, for you and me, just wait and see!!
Think of your fellow man
Lend him a helping hand
Put a little love in your heart
You see it’s getting late
Oh, please don’t hesitate
Put a little love in your heart
And the world will be a better place
And the world will be a better place
For you and me
You just wait and see
Another day goes by
Still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know
We won’t let hatred grow
Put a little love in your heart
And the world (and the world) will be a better place
All the world (and the world) will be a better place
For you (for you) and me (and me)
You just wait (just wait) and see, wait and see
Take a good look around
And if you’re looking down
Put a little love in your heart
I hope when you decide
Kindness will be your guide
Put a little love in your heart
And the world (and the world) will be a better place
And the world (and the world) will be a better place
For you (for you) and me (and me)
You just wait (just wait) and see
People, now put a little love in your heart
Each and every day
Put a little love in your heart
There’s no other way
Put a little love in your heart
It’s up to you
Put a little love in your heart
C’mon and put a little love in your heart
You’ve got to put a little love in your heart
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Jackie De Shannon / Jimmy Holiday / Randy Myers
Put a Little Love in Your Heart lyrics © Emi Unart Catalog Inc.
In life many things seem daunting, impossible.
But we have realized there’s no potential at all if we don’t try.
So we allow our song to be sung, and amazing things occur.
Thank you, family, for the melody, the harmony, the beautiful symphony.
I believe you.
I trust in this process.
I am patient.
I am settled.
If they love you, they love every memory of you,
Each wrinkle, a chapter to feel.
If they love you they love you in present and past,
They will kiss all the hurt till it heals.
If they love you, each scar becomes who you are;
A page in your story of life.
For love doesn’t see; it feels deep within;
Love doesn’t cut like a knife.
Love doesn’t see imperfections,
It only feels where love can grow.
Love doesn’t go for the taking;
Love is the give and the show.
Each weight we hold onto in whispers
Can lift like a feather in flight,
If we trust in all our imperfect
And balance each dark with the light.
Be love, no secret disguises;
Embrace every reason you lack;
For love can never find you
If you’re hiding behind your own back.
Love doesn’t see you as flawless;
It sees you imperfectly planned.
Love will love you completely
When you reach out and hold your own hand.
So love you, love every memory of you,
Each wrinkle, each chapter; just feel.
Love all you are in present and past,
For your love is your love to heal.
Author: Heather Lea
Art: ‘A Promise to Keep’ by Anuja Sachdeva
I’ve been having conversation in my head with the “Essence of my Essence”, the One who gifted me life when mine adversary attempted time, after time, to strip it from me. God. As I know Him.
I woke last night for a late night malted milk ball snack and through my mind ran the words, “Flesh of my Flesh.”
I’m ecstatic.
A “send that shit back” scripture.
1 O God, whom I praise, do not remain silent,
2 for wicked and deceitful men have opened their mouths against me; they have spoken against me with lying tongues.
3 With words of hatred they surround me; they attack me without cause.
4 In return for my friendship they accuse me, but I am a man of prayer.
5 They repay me evil for good, and hatred for my friendship.
6 Appoint an evil man to oppose him; let an accuser stand at his right hand.
7 When he is tried, let him be found guilty, and may his prayers condemn him.
8 May his days be few; may another take his place of leadership.
9 May his children be fatherless and his wife a widow.
10 May his children be wandering beggars; may they be driven from their ruined homes.
11 May a creditor seize all he has; may strangers plunder the fruits of his labor.
12 May no one extend kindness to him or take pity on his fatherless children.
13 May his descendants be cut off, their names blotted out from the next generation.
14 May the iniquity of his fathers be remembered before the LORD; may the sin of his mother never be blotted out.
15 May their sins always remain before the LORD, that he may cut off the memory of them from the earth.
16 For he never thought of doing a kindness, but hounded to death the poor and the needy and the brokenhearted.
17 He loved to pronounce a curse– may it come on him; he found no pleasure in blessing– may it be far from him.
18 He wore cursing as his garment; it entered into his body like water, into his bones like oil.
19 May it be like a cloak wrapped about him, like a belt tied forever around him.
20 May this be the LORD’s payment to my accusers, to those who speak evil of me.
21 But you, O Sovereign LORD, deal well with me for your name’s sake; out of the goodness of your love, deliver me.
22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
23 I fade away like an evening shadow; I am shaken off like a locust.
24 My knees give way from fasting; my body is thin and gaunt.
25 I am an object of scorn to my accusers; when they see me, they shake their heads.
26 Help me, O LORD my God; save me in accordance with your love.
27 Let them know that it is your hand, that you, O LORD, have done it.
28 They may curse, but you will bless; when they attack they will be put to shame, but your servant will rejoice.
29 My accusers will be clothed with disgrace and wrapped in shame as in a cloak.
30 With my mouth I will greatly extol the LORD; in the great throng I will praise him.
31 For he stands at the right hand of the needy one, to save his life from those who condemn him.
It doesn’t matter how many people believe in you when you don’t believe in yourself.
It’s sad to see some people giving away their power by trying to be someone else.
Your growth will trigger some caterpillars. Continue to grow anyway.
They can’t really see you when they desire you. Because they see their desire of you.
Not everything is a reflection of you. Their darkness cannot reflect your light.
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