About That Parable of Talents

Parable about talentAbout that Parable of Talents – People are Depending on Us!

I got a message from a family in desperate need and I was so sad that I couldn’t just write out a check for the exact amount to help them out. It got me thinking…how long have I been dancing around the bonfire instead of igniting my potential and letting the sparks fly? How long have I chosen job security and ended up with no ‘time’ to write? Did I say sad? I meant pathetic!

People are depending me, on us, generations are depending on what we do today. With our gifts and talents, we can change the fortunes of our families first, then cities and nations…and why not? I am preaching to myself and the choir because every “what ifs” can be replaced with “here’s what”. These are the two main excuses we give ourselves:

FEAR

cartoon-44575_150Fear is as natural as scratching an itch, it’s there to trigger a response either to flee from legitimate danger or to recognize an opportunity to stretch ourselves.
Fearful thoughts or a twisted mindset makes people abdicate the responsibility of developing their talents. Many ‘babies’ have been starved to death or buried alive. Like the lazy servant did in the Bible parable – he hid his one talent and incurred his master’s wrath.

His defense was:
“I was AFRAID so I went and buried the talent in the ground.”

FEAR. Enough said.

Or not… the master called him wicked. He called the lack of his growth, wicked as in – capable of harming someone or something or allowing an extremely unpleasant situation to exist.We are created for good works that inspire, evoke emotions, expose injustice,  or use our resources to feed an extra striving child etc. and our gift is the vehicle that takes us to unbelievable destinations.

Fear strolls in with its posse  or an extended family of uncles, aunts and cousins who insist on coming to the party, you might recognize them as procrastination, anxiety, worry, agitation, apprehension, timidity, cowardice and grandpa funk!

“You do not need to shrink difficulties and act as if they do not exist. Just don’t magnify them.” Dr. Eric R. Maisel, Ph.D.

Pursing goals and dreams can be scary and gut-wrenching hard work. Fear uses lies like – Nobody cares, Who do you think you are, You are wasting your time, and on and on…to defeat our purpose and keep us small.
Instead of bolting or perpetuating the lies, we can reign in our thinking, meditate, be still for a moment then keep moving – be the peace within the chaos. Like Steven Pressfield advises, recognize the resistance for what it is, but go ahead and  do it anyway.

DEVALUATION

We esteem the gifts and positions of other people and devalue ours thinking that they are mundane and not as special. I can’t win a singing contest to save my life, but I can write. But I’ll revere a voice like Celine Dion’s and not think much of my innate ability to structure, plot, and craft a story.
Just like Esau, when he despised his birthright trading it to Jacob for a bowl of stew when he came home famished. He said, “Look I am about to die (of hunger), what good is the birthright to me?” That’s how people reason: this —- (fill in your blanks) cannot possibly sustain me!

“…All who make wages will be troubled of soul” Isaiah 19:10 ; “…And he who earns wages, earns wages to put in a bag with holes.” Haggai 1:6

There is nothing wrong with wages, It has its place. It should be for seasons and transitions, not for life because it is never enough! I know God wants better for us than a dead-end job with fixed income, so we’ve got to define our “works” and not just work to pay bills and barely survive. And I think that’s why creative people with regular jobs have “hobbies”. Our hands and minds are wired to be creative and our imagination is always reaching for what we are too scared to say out loud.

My parable about talentI mentioned my love for writing to a senior manager in my former office and the response was, “Good for you, but how will that put food on the table?” What is it with food? The norm is full tummies but malnourished souls.
Until success comes, everybody else puts on blinders but we have to doggedly believe in ourselves.

The acorn doesn’t worry if there will be enough room for its humongous trunk and wide-spread branches, it just shoots up without a care, catching a breeze here and there. So should we…day by day,word by word, page by page.We have to believe that the talent was given for a purpose and that there are people waiting and depending on us to show up.

All For The Perfect Name

 

I could have called myself

Maya — माया māyā

Supernatural being of wisdom

and power, an unfathomable plan,

a detachment from incomplete

fragments of reality, like a brief,

disturbed drop of water from

unbounded waves. How I could

attain to an illusion that both

conceals & pierces the veil?

I certainly had the consonants &

enough a’s

I had accumulated enough hurt,

pain and joy, I could pull this off–

and I had read “Why The Caged

Bird Sings”

With friends who thought the same.

Call yourself by what you love,

the presence of a phenomena

created within loins and

indelibly rented hearts –

Wife of, Husband of

Mother of, Father of

Child of, Friend of –

But it’s never enough,

we are both the hurt and

the healers colliding.

I denied these blanks –

they are the enemy.

I denied the power of

another’s election.

Once I changed to Eileen,

that sadness did not salve

the stinging.

Poll the candidates.

Roll the morsels off:

Aya, Suama

Mayak, Amayak

Ayak, Suam.

This is all so bad, the

heavy taste like lead,

weighing down –

down

my tongue.

Hands behind his back

he  leaned forward –

a giant ear.

Over my most sacred place –

my mind,

he  whispered a name

that drove me wild, bucking

to first find

love, then find me.

denominate –

I called myself,

Beloved.

Everything changes your life –

A name can do that to you.

Ama

images

Don’t take the Mark When You Wake Up

Don't take the mark

Are you counting on your good deeds? Don’t hold your breath!

If God is the Guy up there, Dude and not Father, or you don’t believe or care that He exists or you think Jesus was a good man or prophet and a curse word to make a point,  you are not alone. It’s hard to walk the faith path. We are so visual and tactile by nature that we want to see to believe. We limit ourselves when we are awake but when we sleep we still dream.

There is something about that – the dreaming I mean. It’s a reminder that we are infinite. Here are some facts about how unique and special creation is : Even with advanced technology, man can’t make common dirt. No two snow flakes are EVER the same, there are over 4000 varieties  of the common potatoes and more than 7,500 known cultivars of apples. You are thinking…snowflakes and food – where is this going?

Snow – for at least 21 centuries, water vapor frozen into ice crystals has fallen on us in light white exquisite flakes which we don’t mind, then it turns into this hard white layer on trees and the ground, a potentially hazardous element that can cause frostbite, falls and car skids.  Still no two flakes are alike in 21 centuries – we are like snow flakes, no two people are exactly alike and it’s for one reason. LOVE.

I know Darwin thinks we evolved from a some strange creäture, who probably one that had a tail – half man and monkey, but a loving God, wasn’t confused or unsure about what we would be. Hence the saying , that we are fearfully and wonderfully made. With eyes closed and laying still, we dream.  We exist in a form that does not require physical eyes, we experience a world that doesn’t need us to move a limb. Heck, we even fly, dive into ocean depths  and experience emotions in a completely different dimension! Well, at least I do…

Don't Take the MarkTo really know who you are, is to be either loved or a fool. There is no straddling the fence. It’s like being your parent’s child. You’re either that or not. Don’t be cold in your heart towards Him. You can ask out loud for clarity if you are confused about God’s existence. He’ll find a way to get to you.

But if you chose to remain relentless in your denial of His existence … You’ll be left behind as grace departs and the savage beast ravages the earth for the remnants, like a scavenger, more determined to drag as many souls to his putrid pit of hell. Each soul a piece of the God-heart and displayed as trophies.

There’s still hope even when chaos erupts, if you keep the only part of you that matters – your soul. If you must, starve to death, get beheaded…find a way to leave without pledging your alliance in the attempt to ease your suffering. Desperate, you’ll feel cornered ….but please no matter what, DON’T take the Mark!

God is Love, Ama.

Invitation to Party..

Invitation to Party

Surprisingly, the checklist and criteria to get in, is rather unimpressive.. it’s almost too easy:
1. Cowardly and Fearful
2. Unbelieving
3. Abominable
4. Murderers
5. Sexually Immoral
6. Sorcerers
7. Idolaters
8. Liars

This is the revelation – its extremely low standards means you only need ONE attribute to qualify and be ushered in. I used to think that only sin-crazed maniacs got a specially reserved personal hearth in hell, also described as a place of eternal torment, a burning lake of fire and brimstone, the belly of the earth.

Imagine drowning in a sea of volcanos, furnaces of flaming lava and hot vapor eruptions eternally timed to guarantee extreme misery, in a pit made for fallen angels, demons and not you.
In there cloaked in suffocating darkness – your dry and parched throats strained from the blood curdling screams of pain and terror in the realization that, in exercising God given free will, you made this choice and any hope of relief for your burning flesh and unquenchable thirst is forever lost in this second and last death.

The place of the damned…filled with the unimaginable stench of fear and putrid sweat from the heat that melts even the staunchest of hearts. Unless you are certain that someone other than Jesus, made the big blue sky, we all will acknowledge that He is Lord….EVERYONE will. In the game-show of life,  it’s too late to give the answer after the buzzer sounds…I know, I really should say “trumpet”, but you get the idea.

Here and now, while you still have a choice, check the venue of the party on that invitation card you have accepted into your heart, will there be a party over there? You bet, there was a party when I said my “yes” and the Bible states that there’s a party in heaven,when we decide to accept God’s invitation to come home.
Eyes have not seen, ears have not heard nor can our finite minds imagine what God has planned for those who love Him.
Whew! I made it…This time I scored an invite to the right party on the best side of the Heavens and all I had to do was believe….that too, was quite easy.

Just Say Yes, God does the rest.

Ama