The Business Side of God

-The business side of God-

A how to of worship
a how to of approach
a football strategy
a touchdown analogy!”

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How much more will you need of the truth in order to know it?

(We’re going to need the full playbook, coach!)

There’s no such thing, quarterback spirit, the full playbook exists inside of you… and you and you and you and you and you, the key is finding it within.

(The same playbook exists inside of each of us?)

Yes, but each of you have different roles to play within the strategy.

(The same but different? This football stuff is harder than I thought it was going to be.)

Stop your bellyaching and breathe. Breathe and Love. Breathe and Love. Breathe and Love.

(Is this football practice or yoga?)

It’s a practice, a ritual, but you seem to have forgotten about the fundamentals of breathing human.

(Breathing human? I like that. Was that an analogy, coach?)

Yip, but let’s not analogize ourselves off of a cliff, or continue the back and forth of who’s right and who’s wrong, or who knows and who don’t, who’s in the light and who’s in the dark, or the bull by the horns or by the tail, and let’s get back to the basics!

(Breathe. Love. Breathe. Love. Breathe. Love)

That’s right, boys! Let’s begin the urgent actions of stewardship with the fullness of our convictions, now and now and now and now! Stewardship, as if where we breathe is the original gift and that it’s intended as the canvas for us to paint the reflection of our ideal Love and Peace upon.

(I’m confused?)

Breathe and Love, boys! Breathe and Love!

(Breathing. Loving. Breathing. Loving. Breathing.)

Now give me five laps around the field! There’s plenty of trash to pick up along your way!

(Awkward silence…)

Well what are you waiting on? The trash ain’t gonna pick up itself!

(Hey, who’s the new coach?)

(Not sure if he’s the coach or not, he just strolled onto the field with a clipboard so we assumed he was the new coach.)

To assume puts an ass before u and me, boys, so giddy-up and breathe! Breathe and Love as a team! Breathe and Love!

Peace

........•SHRIEKING MACHINE•........ •HEAD-LINES• •RIP• ---(“Russian missiles blast Ukrainian military academy and hospital, killing more than 50, officials say”)--- There are no more lessons to learn here, no more beds to hold the human wounded, just missile’s shrieking their grotesque ode, The Death of Humankind! RIP, children of God… ---(“Hundreds attend Mercer Island vigil, march for murdered Israeli hostages”)--- Dear mourners, this is the brutal vacuum of a genocidal, terror-filled, indiscriminate war-machine made of fear and we are all hostages to its deafening roar! RIP, children of God… ---(“10-year-old allegedly confesses to fatally shooting 82-year-old man and his daughter”)--- I must confess, this is part of war’s shrieking, children lost with a we...

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sdrawkcaB nruT (Turn Backwards)

I have been witness to the four pillars and see no reason to carry death there. Doesn’t the world know that life moves for more than just the sons of Abraham? O! I see the stunned throats floating by in the dusk to their stiff-limbed sleep as metal rains down over the Jordan’s western prophet, children dying there. I am here, waiting, breathing in the dusk under the shadow of the patriarch, asking, can we again build the shrine inside the soul and leave our flesh to time? © 2008 mrp/thepoetryman

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Per Plex Ed

PER+PLEX-ED When you haven’t heard the truth in so long, when you do, it rings a most familiar s ong. That’s the human song, the truth rolling out exactly when it should. (If a truth is told and nobody is around to hear it, does it make a sound only to the one that spoke it?) Yes, but our ears aren’t strong enough to hear it. [a perplexed silence] © 2017 Mark Richard Prime

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CONFESSION ZERO

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