The Fruitful Life, A Fable

Once upon a time, there was a ladder. It was so steep and so high that no one dared to climb it. It was steeper than a pitched roof. It was steeper than the top of a lighthouse or a pyramid. And it was so high that no one could see the top. Not even the tall giraffe who looked up and up and up with its long neck.

It wouldn’t have mattered, except that at the top of the ladder was something the animals needed. They needed fruit! And no one could help them get it.

The fruit was not falling down, but the animals were very hungry! Sometimes the birds and squirrels would shake the trees in their play, but the birds weren’t feeling playful. And the squirrels weren’t feeling kind. So, the fruit stayed on the trees.

The giraffe asked the birds, “Will you please help us?”

The birds just cawed, twittered and said no.

The lion roared at the squirrels, “Help us now!”

But the squirrels just tittered and laughed, “We will not help you!” They said, “We want to see if you can get your own fruit!”

Even the monkeys, who were usually very kind and generous, chattered and chattered in the trees as they swung from branch to branch. But they would not drop any fruit down to the other animals.

Then suddenly, there came a tiny sound. At first, no one heard it. And no one saw who was making it. The lion finally heard and saw the tiny mouse. He said, “Go away little mouse. You cannot help us here.”

The giraffe heard the mouse very faintly, for he was very tall. But he said, “Go away little mouse. You cannot help us here.”

But the mouse did not listen. mice never do, you know.

Instead, he ignored the other animals and focused on the fruit. Soon he began to climb the thin rungs of the ladder, and when he did, he discovered a wonderful thing! The ladder was made of rope!

Now, if there’s one thing mice love to do, it’s to chew things! So, the little mouse began to chew through the rope rungs.

“Stop! Stop!” cried the animals. “Do not destroy the ladder! How will we climb it again?”

But the mouse did not listen. Mice never do, you know.

He chewed and chewed and as he did, the wrung’s of the ladder fell down, down, down! As the rungs fell away one by one, the mouse clung to the sides of the ladder. Held steady by tree limbs at the top and boulders at the bottom, the side ropes did not budge.

The little mouse climbed and climbed, and chewed and chewed, leaving broken rope rungs behind him.

Finally, he reached the top of the ladder. All the rungs were gone, but the side ropes still held firm.

“Release the ropes!” the mouse called to the animals below.

“No!” they cried, “How will we ever climb up in the trees again?”

“I know!” the mouse shouted. “Trust me! Please, release the ropes!”

So, reluctantly, the animals shoved the boulders aside, and the ropes sprang free. Now the mouse was really excited!

The little mouse pulled and pulled on the ropes until they were all the way up high in the tree beside him. Then, he threw them over the branches. As he did, fruit began to rain down on the animals below!

“Hooray!” cheered the animals. “Thank you, Mouse!”

The little mouse smiled. “I only did what came naturally!”

Now, when the animals needed fruit, they could just pull the ropes, and fruit would be provided for them.

Because where there is a will, there is a way. Don’t believe me? Ask that little mouse, who heard his inner voice when it gave him the idea. He followed the guidance when his spirit told him the steps to take. And he saw it through until the goal was accomplished. He did what he was sent to do. It was all natural and part of a higher plan.

Wherever we are, God is there with us. And wherever we are, there’s a reason why. It is God’s reason, and His nature, our inner nature, will guide us through all things… If we just listen!

Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and do not rely on your own insight.
In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.
–Proverbs 3:5-6 (NRSV)

You will know them by their fruits. Are grapes gathered from thorns, or figs from thistles? In the same way, every good tree bears good fruit, but the bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a bad tree bear good fruit.
–Matthew 7:16-18 (NRSV)

Feet Sure Program

aka Bless’d Feet

They stand for us through every day;
We take but little heed–
Unless they hurt, and then we moan,
Because they are in need!

They keep us upright, grounded firm,
Supporting all we do.
It’s time we gave some credit back,
Where it is truly due.

The God of all created them
That we may feel the earth
And know a strong connection to
This planet of our birth.

They root and keep us stabelized,
The bones in harmony.
In gratitude we realize
The blessing of our feet!

And may we now take care of them,
Each muscle, bone and toe!
For in their strength we see the God
Who guides us as we go.

They stand each day in harmony
And keep the body firm.
For wondrous feet we give You thanks
And praise You as we learn!

Music, Elemental

Steady, planted bass of Earth
Rippling, crashing tones of Sea
Strings of fire blaze with myrth
Through the Air and rocks and trees!

Sing the song that doesn’t cease
Feel it grow in its own right
Let the music set you free
Spirit-sound is giving-Life!

Stop the music if you dare!
Better let the music soar,
For vacuums only bring despair!
While music flows, creating more!


Shared for Open Link Night #183 at
dVerse.

(Your Name is) Lyric

Out of the ground Yahweh God formed every animal of the field, and every bird of the sky, and brought them to the man to see what he would call them. Whatever the man called every living creature, that was its name.
–Genesis 2:19 )WEB)

For this reason we name our children and pets. When we create or invent something, we give it a name or a title. And some of us name certain possessions. Cars, ships and boats, and musical instruments are some things we specifically name.

It’s an interesting phenomenon. Naming an object personifies it, giving it human traits. It may also imply a relationship, ownership, an understanding of that thing, and usually a liking for it.

It’s good to name things. And whatever we name them, that’s what they’re called (see above). However, it’s important to remember that naming is a human activity. God creates, but does not name. In God-Mind there’s no need. All creations are already one with The Creator. So, creations and their names are extensions of God and His/Its names–which once again, are given by people.

What would happen if we consciously, deliberately named things?

What if names express the spirit, more than a physical characteristic.

In the Spirit of God-Presence being expressed through us, this song is a blessing upon everything ever named, and on your individual name.

Why lyric?

Lyric – Words aka Lyrics 😮

Instrument: Lyric – Mainland red cedar tenor ukulele

1. Your name is lyric,
Light and sweet
With True emotion,
Feelings deep.
Your name is lyric,
Word of Life
That touches body,
Soul and mind.

2. Your name is lyric,
Strong and Pure,
Flowing answers
Evermore.
Your name is lyric,
Loved and blessed
As Words from Spirit
Are expressed.

3. Your name is lyric!
Live it well,
And may the Truth
Be what you tell.
Your name is lyric,
Light and sweet,
The soul’s reflection
Real and Deep.

You’re God’s reflection,
Perfect, indeed!
Bless’d be!

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Lyric – Naming Song Mp3

The Trouble with Spring

The trouble with Spring
Is new things are born;
The birthing is painful
And leaves you forlorn.

The trouble with Spring
Is all of the flames
Destroying the old
So ashes remain.

The trouble with Spring
Arrives as a flood;
It carries you downstream
All covered in mud.

The trouble with Spring
Is breezes and gales
That capsize your boat
And tear up the sails.

The trouble with Spring
Is easy to find.
The question is whether
We let it inside!

The trouble with Spring
Just might be a gift,
A rainbow of color
To bless and to lift.

The trouble with Spring,
The ebb and the flow,
Is moving us onward
To more than we know.

The trouble with Spring
May leave you forlorn.
The birth may be painful,
But new things are born!

Breath

In the silence
I feel my Breath.

In a crowd
I’m aware of my Life.

Breath,
So much more than in and out,
A reminder of the power
To expand and contract;
To flow and to ebb.

Unseen,
Often unnoticed,
Breath is Source, Energy, Life:
Bringing Spirit into us, releasing It to others.

Inhale, exhale;
Accept, give;
Energize, relax;
Renew, release.

In the night
Breath remains wakeful.
In daytime
Breath supports.

Past,
Present,
Future–

All that was,
Is,
And is to come
Breathes with Life!

Thank You, Mother Earth

Instrument: Lanikai LU21C concert ukulele

1. Thank you, Mother Earth.
I can feel your support.
Thank you, Mother Earth.
I am safe and secure.
Thank you, Mother Earth.
I have all that I need.
Thank you, Mother Earth.
I live fully and free.

2. Thank you, Mother Earth.
In the calmness I rest.
Thank you, Mother Earth.
In my body I’m blessed.
Thank you, Mother Earth.
I am strong. I survive.
Thank you, Mother Earth.
I am gentle and I thrive.

3. Thank you, Mother Earth,
As I give you my care.
Thank you, Mother Earth.
I’m awake and aware.
Thank you, Mother Earth,
Though upon you I trod.
Thank you, Mother Earth,
Bless’d creation of God.

Repeat 1.

Rhythm and Rhyme

Rhythm and rhyme are truly sublime.
But you do not know just what makes them so?

I tell you the truth: the heart that’s in you
Is beating all day to music God plays.

And every night God’s thoughts from the Light
Expand in your mind till gently in time…

You know the song and start singing along!
The music of love is yours to live from!

Your heart beats pure, and its rhythm is sure
By God’s design, his rhythm, and rhyme!

Rocks and Rivers

God is the Rock of the ages
The Beginning, the Middle and End
He is the book and the pages
The River that ripples and bends

Life is a series of trials
To see if we’re flowing or not
With every step, leap and mile
We either go forward or stop

God is the Presence within us
Not out there, so high we can’t see
God is the Source that will win us
The Life of a blossoming seed

If rivers don’t flow they go stagnant
If seeds don’t keep growing they rot
If we do not change we are ragged
And block all the Life that is ours

God is the Rock of the ages
Foundation of all that will last
The Peace that is ours and the sages’
Where Life happens now;
Not in future or past!

Welcome, Springtime!

Welcome, Springtime!
youthful splendor;
Sweet renewal
Flowing free.

Welcome, Springtime!
Stirring Lifeforce,
Singing, dancing
In and through me.

Welcome, Springtime!
Equal daytime
Sharing space with
Equal night.

Welcome, Springtime!
Balance weighing;
Harmonizing
Dark and Light.

Welcome, Springtime!
Bringing forward
Light that kindles
Deep within.

Welcome, Springtime!
Now in Christ we
Lift our hearts in
Resurrection!
–Amen!