The link between yesterday and tomorrow

The link between past and future
Be present in the moment

 Good day in the beauty and rare oh so beautiful Texas, gentlemen joy from above be with you.

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What you love is a sign from your higher self of what to do
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Those were the words from the book of many faces, those were the words I bumped into this day……….

And my thoughts dived into the time – precious time so short yet it seems like it was hundred years I came to know there is a powerful mighty force – different names most like to use, different names I often use myself, today I would prefer light.

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Once upon a time there lived a little boy. He was still a baby, and didn't know any words except for "mama" and "papa."

But the boy's hands, feet and eyes already knew how to speak. And one night, when the boy was lying in his crib, they started arguing about who is more important.

"We're more important," the eyes claimed. "Without us the feet wouldn't know where to go, and the hands wouldn't know what to take."

"No, we're more important!" the hands argued. "Sure, the eyes can see, but we're the ones playing with toys."

"You're both wrong, we are more important!" the feet shouted. "We're the ones that run to the toys in the first place."

This argument was overheard by a magical elf who lived on a bookshelf full of fairytales next to the boy's crib.

"All of you are very silly," he said. "Don't you realize that you are all helpless on your own? But together you make up one body, agile and strong. And you're only important if you work together, so that the boy can run and play and look at the world. You have been entrusted with an important task: to protect the boy and to help him in every way. And here you are - arguing with each other!"

When the hands, the feet and the eyes heard the elf's words, they became ashamed. They realized that they are ALL very important to the boy, and that made them happy. And they never argued anymore, but became friends and always worked together. And the baby grew up and became a happy and cheerful boy. Because wherever there's harmony and friendship - everyone is happy and cheerful.

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My mind traveled to the love the Almighty gave me for HIS children.

Mankind, human race, all are we belongings to the Almighty Creator, all are we holy and should act as such.

Israel in bondage, the cry in unity, Mighty the Power Mighty he Hand Mighty HIS doings that allowed Israel to leave the land of bondage

Exo 3:7 And the LORD said, I have surely seen the affliction of my people which are in Egypt, and have heard their cry by reason of their taskmasters; for I know their sorrows;

In unity we can reach the heart of the Almighty Creator. A readiness in doing what is required of me, if I am a foot am I prepared to act like a foot, if I am an arm or a hand in the unification of us, am I ready for act in the way that the Almighty Creator really planned for me.

Or is it more I did it my way……….

And now, the end is here 
And so I face the final curtain 
My friend, I'll say it clear 
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain 
I've lived a life that's full 
I traveled each and ev'ry highway 
And more, much more than this, I did it my way 

Regrets, I've had a few 
But then again, too few to mention 
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption 
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway 
And more, much more than this, I did it my way 

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew 
When I bit off more than I could chew 
But through it all, when there was doubt 
I ate it up and spit it out 
I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way 

I've loved, I've laughed and cried 
I've had my fill, my share of losing 
And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing 
To think I did all that 
And may I say, not in a shy way, 
"Oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way" 

For what is a man, what has he got? 
If not himself, then he has naught 
To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels 
The record shows I took the blows and did it my way! 

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 Do I really yearn after HIS WAY?

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What you love is a sign from your higher self of what to do

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Shabbat shalom friends in unity

 

Grain the lone