ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE – MOTHER TERESA & PRINCESS DIANA


People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centred; Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.

If you are successful you will win some false friends and true enemies; Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you’ve got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God; it was never between you and them anyway.

These words of Mother Teresa are words to live by. She saw the face of Christ in society’s rejects and ministered to Him.

She understood the Spirit of the letter in the Bible where at the end of it all, God separates the sheep from the goats, neither of whom recognized Him travelling Spiritually incognito among the People in all the Nations of this world. It’s a vision that transcends Judaism, Christianity, Islam, Atheism and Ignorance.

And before him shall be gathered all nations: and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats:
And he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but the goats on the left.
Then shall the King say to them on his right hand,

Come, you blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world:
For I was an hungry, and you gave Me meat: I was thirsty, and you gave Me drink: I was a stranger, and you took Me in:
Naked, and you clothed Me: I was sick, and you visited Me: I was in prison, and you came unto Me.
Then shall the righteous answer him, saying, Lord, when did we see YOU  hungry, and fed YOU? or thirsty, and gave YOU drink?
When did we see YOU as a stranger, and took YOU in? or naked, and clothed YOU?
Or when did we see YOU sick, or in prison, and came to YOU?
And the King shall answer and say to them, Verily I say to you, Inasmuch as you have done it to one of the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto ME.

Then shall he say to them on the left hand, Depart from me, you cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels:
For I was an hungry, and you gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and you gave me no drink:
I was a stranger, and you took me not in: naked, and you clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and you visited me not.

Then shall they also answer him, saying, Lord, when did we see YOU hungry, or thirsty, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not minister to YOU?
Then shall he answer them, saying, Truly I say to you, Inasmuch as you did it not to one of the least of these, you did it not to ME.

Matthew 25:32-46

Mother Teresa laboured in obscurity for many years in the patient love and service of Christ until God rewarded her by making her works manifest to the world, and lifting her up, so that in her final years others served her.

When Princess Diana died, for a week her whole life was caught up in a tsunami of media attention, revealing every detail of her life. There is no denying she was attractive, rich and glamorous.

I believe God called Mother Teresa home to Glory purposefully a week later as the media were still fawning over Diana´s life, repeating over and over again every tantalizing detail, because that´s what got the ratings. Mother Teresa did get some media attention for a day, and then the media went back to covering Diana. They did the whole thing over again on the 10th anniversary of Princess Diana’s death with hardly a mention of Mother Teresa.

I believe God did this deliberately to show how superficial a place the world has become. This is not to suggest Princess Diana was superficial. The world knows with all the riches and glamor, she hungered for Love and Righteousness. Unselfishly, she used her exalted position to highlight many noble and worthwhile causes, but the people of the world idolized the glitz and glamor instead of taking up the causes she Championed.

This is more an indictment of the mass media of this world, having more UN-elected power than the politicians to lead the people in creating a better world.

Owned by rich impersonal Corporations unaccountable to anyone or anything but their own political-economic agenda, ratings and profits, they abdicate any responsibility commensurate with the extraordinary power they have to shape the thoughts, perceptions, understandings, emotions and feelings of the masses in creating the Future world while it is called Today.

Everyone, every individual will be accountable to God, from the greatest to the least, no matter what their station or position in Life.

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not Love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all Knowledge; and though I have all Faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not Love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not Love, it profits me nothing.
Love suffers long, and is kind; Love is not jealous; Love does not boast, is not puffed up,
Does not behave itself unseemly, seeks not her own, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil;
Rejoices not in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the Truth;
Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be Knowledge, it shall vanish away.
For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be no more.
When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And NOW abides Faith, Hope, Love, these three; but the greatest of these is Love.

1 Corinthians 13

TIME LINE OF HISTORY


On May 2, 1978, The Ottawa Citizen published a column by Special Correspondent Joseph Kraft headed, “Radicals in Check – Islamic Revival No Threat To West.”

Mr. Kraft served President Kennedy as a speechwriter, and was well connected to the powerful decision makers in Washington, getting his information directly from the Horse’s mouth so to speak.

Mr. Kraft’s May 2, 1978 article can be read here:    Radicals in Check  Islamic revival no threat to West

I wrote the following letter to The Ottawa Citizen in reply to his column, sending a copy to all the Party Leaders in Parliament and the heads of all Religions in CanaDa, Jewish, Christian and Muslim, including every Prince of the Roman Catholic Church. The Citizen did not print it, and the only one to acknowledge it personally was the Rt. Hon. Joe Clark, Leader of the Official Opposition at the time.

It is only with the benefit of 33 years hindsight can it be seen Today’s world has generally evolved along it’s lines. While the projections were inspired by Biblical terms in 1978, the details are being reported in secular terms by the mass media Today.

Two weeks before the 2006 Israeli-Lebanon war, I personally handed a copy directly to General Rick Hillier, the former Chief of the Defence Staff of CanaDa at Beechwood Cemetery in Ottawa after a Military Funeral for a young Canadian killed in Afghanistan.

Coincidentally, on that Time Line two years later, I was working as a contract worker for the Department of National Defence out the bowels of the National Printing Bureau on Rue Sacre-Coeur (Sacred Heart) in Hull. In fact, the building was designed by Ernest Cormier who also designed The Supreme Court of CanaDa. Being lowest on the Totem Pole, co-incidentally, I was let go by DND earlier on the same day General Hillier quit or was pushed out as CDS. That is still a matter of speculation.

I met him at the door to the CTV studio in downtown Ottawa 3 days later as he was entering to be interviewed on his separation from DND service, and he distinctly recalled the letter and our brief meeting two years earlier.

I wrote to both Joe Clark and General Hillier twice with the request they make some kind of generic, non committal comment confirming the basic Truth of this report, but didn’t get a reply from either person to my email and obviously they have not commented here.

Click on any image to expand and be able to read the script.



It was a surprise to me to discover the symbol I mention in my handwriting is the plaque of the Architects and builders of the House of Commons which is The Star of David.

ANGELS TO THE RESCUE


The day after quitting my position of National Marketing Representative, Mining Division, Dominion Engineering Works Ltd. of Montreal, on February 1, 1975, I experienced a Spiritual awakening as unexpected and powerful to me as I imagine the conversion of Saul on the road to Damascus. I was just turning 30.

Before that Day, I was like most of the population. I never thought of God. I had no need of God and made no room for God in my Life. I had no Christian friends, and except for the Jehovah Witnesses and the Mormon Missionaries knocking on my door, never talked about God.

Seven months later, I had sold all my possessions, and with a backpack on my back, on September 1, 1975, leaving Country, family and friends in my Spiritual wake, headed into the United States to discover the Spirit of ´76.

Three days later I arrived in Trenton N.J., scene of the American Revolutionary War battle of Trenton on Christmas Day, 1776 and where Washington crossed the Delaware.

Leaving the downtown Bus Terminal at 1am, it was eerie to be on dark dreary streets with no moving cars or human life to be seen, all the shops having ugly iron barriers over the windows. I thought, ´Jesus, it looks like a Neutron Bomb was dropped and the wind blew all the dust away.´

The nuclear device called the Neutron Bomb, which American power developed from an idea and turned it into a reality, does not destroy the property, but releases enhanced dirty radiation into the atmospheres so only the People die a slow torturous death, with the loot left intact. These days the media just call it a dirty bomb.

Having no idea where I was going, I walked for blocks until I met a policeman on the beat, the 1st person I saw. Naturally stopping to talk, It eventually came out he was a Morman. While I was attempting to share God and Jesus, it seemed to me he couldn´t get beyond Joseph Smith. While our talk was friendly and civil, not being able to reach common understanding, I asked if he could direct me to a clean, cheap, comfortable Hotel?

Giving me explicit directions he then said, ¨But I wouldn´t go there if I were you.” Asking why not? he answered, ¨It´s right in the nigger district.” I replied that doesn´t bother me, as long as the Hotel is clean, cheap and comfortable and continued on The Way.

Following the directions, there was no human life to be seen as I walked down a very wide Boulevard. Across the street was a City Park that was the whole block, locked, with a high iron fence around it. I was told to turn left at the end of the park and the Hotel was at the end of that block.

From the wide Boulevard I turned onto a very narrow street. The park was on one side, with poor, modest housing facing it. There were trees every five feet on both sides of the street and all the branches joined in the middle. The entire block was a tunnel, with the only light at the end of the tunnel appearing to be far away.

I was about a quarter way through when I heard sound behind me. Turning back, two young Black guys were quickly coming toward me. Stopping in place, as they got closer, I spoke first, saying, ¨I´m glad to see you guys. What´s with this town? Where´s the life? You´re the first people I´ve seen other than one cop on the beat.¨

One guy says, ¨Where you cummin´ from, man? ¨Montreal, Canada. Where you guys going?¨ He replied, “We´re goin´ to get some dynamite weed, man.”

Having long hair, a beard and brand new bright shiny red/orange back pack on my back, they had confidence I was not a narc. I replied, ¨Dynamite weed? Sounds like something I´d love to check out. If that’s True, Brothers, if you want to take me, I’m with you.”

We started walking together through the tunnel and one guy pulled out a joint and firing it up passed it to me. By the third toke, the shades went up, the lights came on, and I was enjoying a real good, strong, friendly buzz with these strangers.

I said, ¨If you´re going to get dynamite weed, what do you call this? I think it´s really good.” He replied, “Hey, man. That´s just cheap commercial shit. What we´re going to get is dynamite!”What could I say but, “Brothers, if that´s True, if you want to take me, I´m with you. I´d love to check that out.”

We walked and talked for blocks. I had no idea where we were going. Turning a corner, I could see at the end of the block, a gang of 20-30 young people were gathered around the corner lamp post. In this part of Trenton white people are rarely seen in daylight, never mind at 2am.

In between talking with my new friends, it took a nanosecond to pray/think to God. ‘Lord, I trust I´m here with your Peace, your Love, your Goodness and your Strength,’ and continued on The Way in confidence and no paranoia.

Arriving at the corner, there was a radio blasting good tunes from a window of the corner house. Taking off my backpack and leaning it against the rickety picket fence, I turned to face the crowd. There was an energy in the atmosphere as I was being peppered with many questions as the joints were connecting from every direction. The scene was cool and casual. I was happy and content being there.

After a long time, one guy suddenly came out of the crowd and standing in front of my face, said, ¨Hey man! I want your backpack. I´m taking it. It belongs to me now.¨

The atmosphere changed instantly, and the people who had been calm and casual up to that point became speedy, nervous and shifty. Instantly I prayed/thought to God, ‘Lord God Jesus! Give me the right words to speak.’

In less than a nanosecond, as if the Sword of God came out of my mouth, in a blast of words I said, ‘Hey man! What´s this bullshit you´re bringing on down here? Can´t you see? Haven´t you got eyes? Didn´t you see me come here with my brothers carrying this back pack on my back? What´s this lie? What´s this lie? you´re trying to make, that my back pack is your back pack?’

The fellow fell back on the blast of words, but recovering, came back on me again with his words. I said, ‘Hey man! I´m from CanaDa. I´m not even from this Country. I came down here to see how the American people live? Are you how the American people live, man? I´ll tell you the Truth by God, if the American people live like you, this Country is going to burn, and burn bad, and fall into the pit.

Falling back from the blast, he recovered and came back at me again. It seemed like an Eternity, but in the back and fourth, I had confidence God in me is stronger than he that is in the world.

When this fellow suddenly changed the scene, I recognized immediately I had to suppress all fear, otherwise not only would I have lost my back pack, I probably would have got a beating as well. Macho words and actions would not have saved me. Nor would it have been wise to use words with the effect of pouring gasoline on the fire. I just held firm to what is right and mine.

Eventually, I thanked God, two Angels appeared out the crowd. Not the people that brought me there, but two other strangers in the group came forward, and pushing my antagonist, said to him, ‘Don´t touch that man and don´t touch his stuff.’  The one guy backed down right away and the scene calmed down. The joints were passed around again as I answered many questions.

Truth, Justice and Goodness transcends race, religion, socio/economic status and educational level.

After a while, the people who brought me there offered to escort me to back to the hotel where they found me. Leaving me at the door, one lad said, ‘Hey you crazy white man! What you doin´ cumin down here stirrin´ everyone up like that for?’

It cost $5 for a clean, comfortable room and getting in bed, I thanked God for being Alive and delivering me from evil.

But to which of the angels said he at any time, Sit on my right hand, until I make your enemies your footstool?
Are they not all ministering spirits, sent forth to minister for them who SHALL BE heirs of salvation?

Hebrews 1:13-14

Which were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.

John 1:13

TODAY is the Day The Lord has made. Let´s Rejoice and be Glad in it.