The Protégé

The Protégé

In college I took a Hatha Yoga class and became spiritual -or so I thought- and began meditating. By the time I graduated from college I added some reincarnation beliefs to my Yoga Kundalini experience. This then led me to believe that I was being  taken care of -as a reward for some great thing I’d done in a past life.

My feelings of well being continued on for awhile after I became married. But four years later when children, bills, responsibilities and hanging out with bad companions took hold, my feelings of well being quickly evaporated. I became a person who was, “drifting on a sea of forgotten teardrops,” as Jimi Hendrix once sang and I became very weak spiritually. Eventually I also became "Depressed and downhearted and I turned to Cloud Nine," as the Temptations once said in a song. 

But what I didn't know was that all along; I was closer to the truth than I ever knew. No meditation while staring at a candle ever gave me the answers I was seeking.  And there never really were any rewards from a past life well lived. The truth became obvious once I became a Protégé of Jesus Christ. A Protégé according to the dictionary is an understudy or person being influenced greatly by another person. A person who is guided and supported by an older, more experienced or influential person. Synonyms: disciple, student, pupil, trainee, apprentice. I am very fortunate that Jesus desires to bless as many as will come to Him.  You too can magnify your spiritual journey, improve your conscious contact with God and discover the truth. Just seek Him with all of your heart, begin to follow Him and learn from Him.

God's Valentine's Day Roses

It’s Valentines’ Day again so I stopped by the flower Tent Sale outside the grocery store early this morning. As I walked up to it, I noticed a guy unloading a stack of boxes filled with fresh new bundles of red roses. What luck, I was able to grab a dozen of their freshest and prettiest roses.    After that, I rushed back home to be in time for my morning prayer with my wife.  I felt good about the fresh new roses and while on the way home I got the strange idea to add a Valentine’s Day twist to our morning prayer.  The prayer I said with my wife a short time later went like this:

   “Lord, I want to thank you for this beautiful new day and for these beautiful new roses. And Lord, my wife thinks that these roses are for her, but actually I got them for you! However, I will give her your roses –to take care of just like you once gave us a Garden to take care of.  And Lord,  our prayer is also for all the lonely people in the world. May we all be reminded about your great love for us and be reminded to love you with all our hearts.  Amen.”

Should anyone thinks that my prayer was irreverent

I would disagree with them.  You see, my personal belief is that Jesus has a great sense of humor.   In fact, I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he were rolling his eyes while I was praying –if not laughing out loud. And don’t worry; my wife is also receiving a card, candy and dinner to go along with God’s Valentine’s Day Roses that she is taking care of.