distinguishing spirits

 The king returned to his country last night and the jubilation goes up and down main street, thank goodness the rattling air conditioner drowns out the excitement.

So what does this mean, we all wish him well.  He has been a good man doing the best that he can to keep his people together and let me tell ya, with all the nutcases right outside its dusty borders this country still feels as safe as any place I’ve ever lived.  Amen.

Two more days, we are dragging.  I finished the required work and now I’m making stuff up.  I’m mostly ready for tomorrow, but what about Thursday, man, this is definitely one of those days I’d like to show a movie if I had an overhead projector. 

The non-coincidental woman on the mountain has been proclaimed a princess again on social media and according to one, is in need of a prince, indeed, one who is completely nuts and twenty five years younger.  I’m so glad I am past this terribly misjudged time in life.  What good came from it, I killed desire I suppose that is good, it keeps me home a lot more and I am saving money. 

This weekend there is a lot of test making, upon request, and I need to whack out cover letters, teaching yawn philosophes, here it is in the shell, “teaching English, it depends.”    I know it’s easier to remain in the defaulted profession than the courageous and insane leap into fields I may have no business being in in the first place.  A part time job, attend classes, and line up at soup kitchens for one to two years.  ha

I applied for another school yesterday and I think it could be helpful to continue doing so. 

3.25.15

Every night this week I’ve used the a/c in the bedroom I’ve woken up in the middle of night to turn it off to return to a fitful sleep until daybreak.  Today I returned to the grotto eager for a mid day siesta and as I lay down, the fan whirring above I cracked open the good book to I Corinthians 12.  Paul’s guide to the gifts of the spirit and then I read verse 10:

            “…to another the working of miracles, to another prophecy, to another the ability to distinguish spirits…”

If I go online and read anyone else’s opinion on who in the church today has the ability to distinguish spirits and to what end would the church employ such gifted individuals, I’d be reading only that, opinion.  And the other opinions would say some gifts are no longer necessary, like prophecy, it was all for the baby believers, the new church, and they needn’t apply to us today. 

So many opinions, the Corinthians may have known what the Anatolian was talking about, perhaps not, who like Peter and John scratched their beards and said, sure we know them spirits, the bad ones, the good ones, all around us, fighting each other for our souls. 

I saw the battles at the homeless shelters.  The mentally ill, the drug addicts, their souls lay bare and the legions moved in.  Sometimes the words out of the crazies could only have come from spirits who knew my spirit, these fellas always freaked me out, but I see and I understood.  Lower the inhibitory circuits with abuse and ill intention and the house fills with the mostly bad.  Chico was such a case, from out of his horrific past and heavy drug use a legion of dead Jews including Abbie Hoffman poured out of his head when Job called them out. 

Was Chico any better after that?  Probably not for the spirits moved right back in.

Do I have this gift, if so what is the purpose of the gift other than to edify the church and frankly I haven’t done much of that, but how would someone today use this gift for the glory and honor of God?  Well, one way is to recognize that the concept of God is bigger than any language man has used to define the unknowable and for this reason as a Catholic I have to accept understandings of divinity not found in my own faith.  With my spiritual run-ins I cannot deny the plausibility of reincarnation and its connection with energy. 

Catholicism and Buddhism only contradict each other if you compare them, so my advice is don’t!  Each stands alone on its own merits and was never meant to be compared.  Blame mankind and its never ending thirst for competition. 

So do I need to have this gift verified somehow?  Ya know, like an American, have myself tested and licensed, ha no bloody way.  It is what it is.  If you can distinguish spirits and you’re only learning this now, how am I supposed to live differently?

Maybe  I should update my resume:

“I have been an ESL teacher for 18 years and have the ability to distinguish spirits.”