Pseudo-Homesickness and Comfort Food

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I think I’m homesick. But not for Lancaster, or Pennsylvania, or even the east coast. I can honestly say that I am quite happy with my life on the western side of the country. What I’m homesick for is the weather. Turns out that I’m really missing the fall weather this year!

I suppose it makes sense. I spent my whole life in an area that saw….without a doubt….the change of the seasons. I can’t really say that we have that in Arizona. The weather here is more like scorching hot, less hot, rather pleasant, and back to scorching hot. I’m now in my third year of living in Arizona and I guess the novelty of not having to deal with snow has worn off.

I miss the cool, crisp mornings. I loved being able to step outside in my bathrobe and slippers and breath in that clean, cold air (and maybe snap a quick photo in the process)! I miss needing to wear a warm fuzzy bathrobe and slippers, for that matter! I miss turtleneck sweaters and fleece jackets. I miss needing that jacket in the morning, but it being just warm enough by the afternoon to shed that jacket.

C__Data_Users_DefApps_AppData_INTERNETEXPLORER_Temp_Saved Images_untitled(4)Fall in PA came with all of the wonderful smells, too. The smell of the leaves as they changed and fell from the trees….such a rich earthy smell! The smell of the farmers harvesting corn as you drove by the fields. The smell of hay and straw, as it was baled, stacked, and covered for the winter. Everything was in transition, getting ready to sleep for the winter and dream of the spring to come.

There were also other smells that signaled the start of the cooler fall weather. As I mentioned in another post, fall is a time for the town fairs and the farmers markets get into full swing as the harvest comes in. That means the smell of heavy baked goods and thick, hearty soups, stews, and casseroles. Summer is too hot for such rich dishes that need to cook or bake for an hour or more. So, they are saved for the cooler weather, when the extra warmth from the oven is welcomed.

There is one dish that I loved as a child and continued to love, and___ Kitchen Table_ Modern Baker_ Chicken Pie with Biscuit Topping eventually made (frequently), as an adult. Homemade chicken pie! I was known to even make this as part of the church meal exchange for those that were ill or just out of the hospital (and on a couple of occasions, it was a request). Unfortunately, I don’t make it as often as I once did. Arizona is just too hot to spend this much time in a warm kitchen!

Even so, it is still one of my favorites and, while time consuming, it is relatively easy to make.

  • 3 – 5 lb. stewing chicken
  • 3 quart water
  • 1 onion
  • 3 stalks celery
  • salt & pepper to taste

In a 4 quart Dutch oven, boil the chicken with the onion and celery, salt and pepper, until cooked (and falling from the bone). Remove the chicken to cool and skim any excess fat from the broth.

At this point, I add some extra vegetables….usually carrots, peas, etc. My mom’s original recipe just calls for the addition of some hardboiled egg (which I use, too). I normally use about three eggs.

When the chicken is cool enough to handle, pull the meat from the bone, tear/chop into bite sized pieces, and toss back in the pot. Now, at this point, I stray from the recipe a little bit. I like my broth a little bit thicker, so I’ll take a heaping tablespoon of flour and mix it with 1/4 cup of water until it’s smooth. Once your broth is back to a boil, add this and it will thicken the broth just slightly.

Transfer to a 9×13 dish or casserole. You will most likely have extra that can be used for a smaller casserole or reserved for later use.

Next, biscuits! Nowadays, I make my biscuits dairy free. You can either use your own favorite biscuit recipe, or use the recipe below, which is a simple drop biscuit recipe:

  • 2 cups flour
  • 1/2 cup cold butter, cut into small pieces
  • 1 tbsp. baking powder
  • 1 tsp. salt
  • 1 cup milk

Combine the flour, baking powder, and salt. Cut the butter into the flour mixture until it resembles coarse sand. Slowly add the milk and stir until the mixture is just wet. I have learned over the years that you may not necessarily need all of the milk. Knead the resulting dough 4 – 5 times.

Take walnut sized bits of dough and “drop” them on the top of the chicken mixture, leaving enough room for the biscuits to rise.

Bake at 350 degrees until the biscuits are cooked and beginning to brown.

(Art Huh?) Post for Day 235 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


The job of art is to chase ugliness away.





I’m feeling really sick today so all you get is some creepy art… enjoy.
Mua ha ha!… *Urp*… Ugh, it’s bed time.

(The Sheep Migrate and Goats Consume) Post for Day 234 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


In sports, every day you can be the hero or the goat.

Geoff Stults


The Sheep Migrate and Goats Consume

The Sheep migrate (Progression) and Goats consume (Selfishness). The Righteousness only acquires understanding from the fields of truth, yet the Goat is the fool who will eat anything without discretion. The Sheep know their master’s voice and follow willingly to new pastures, but the Goat climbs into folly without concern.  One will find salvation with the shepherd, while the other is only food.


Matthew 25:

31 When the Son of man shall come in his glory, and all the holy angels with him, then shall he sit upon the throne of his glory:

32 And before him shall be gathered all nations: and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divideth his sheep from the goats:

33 And he shall set the sheep on his right hand, but the goats on the left.

34 Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world:

(Cleanliness Is A Cat?) Post for Day 233 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.

Terry Pratchett


Cleanliness Is A Cat?

In ancient time cats were considered the keepers of the afterlife because they kept the vermin out of the temple. So within us all is a cat and a dog. A cat to keep you clean and a dog to get you dirty.


Philippians 4:8 Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.


P.S. What do you think the cats are looking at?

(Shaped By A Firm Hand) Post for Day 232 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


A defining reality for me is what Scripture teaches in Hebrews 12, that God is our father, and that a sign that he loves us is that he disciplines us, he takes us through hardship to build character in us that could not be shaped apart from difficulty.

Joshua Harris


Shaped By A Firm Hand

Sometimes the potter must beat the air from the clay to prevent the work from ruin in the fires of adversity.


Hebrews 12:

5 And ye have forgotten the exhortation which speaketh unto you as unto children, My son, despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him:

6 For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.

7 If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chasteneth not?

8 But if ye be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then are ye bastards, and not sons.

9 Furthermore we have had fathers of our flesh which corrected us, and we gave them reverence: shall we not much rather be in subjection unto the Father of spirits, and live?

10 For they verily for a few days chastened us after their own pleasure; but he for our profit, that we might be partakers of his holiness.

11 Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.



(The Past Makes Way To Those That Seek A Future) Post for Day 231 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


People spend too much time finding other people to blame, too much energy finding excuses for not being what they are capable of being, and not enough energy putting themselves on the line, growing out of the past, and getting on with their lives.

Michael Straczynski


The Past Makes Way To Those That Seek A Future

We are primed by our past experiences to grow our future endeavors. It is in the clearing away of our past failures that we make room for future successes, so then it is too in the realizations of our wrongs that make us strive towards what is right. Therefore, in the end the glory goes to that seed of hope that is nurtured, and even though it may be planted into the field of the heart where pain and suffering dwells, it grows joy into a glorious tree that overcomes its first estate. So the beauty of the seed is that it channels the worthlessness of dust and it reorders it into a useful purpose of great value and strength, and its stature rises far above the problems that fuel it, and bears the sweet fruits of compassion that feed the world with kindness, and each fruit too is filled with seeds all wanting to grow. A smile is contagious, a hug can break down walls and love conquers all… all of which is found in a single small seed no bigger than a mustard seed. For fate is all you are given, but destiny is what you make. So always remember, that hope is a fire that can consume the world yet starts with a single small spark.


2 Corinthians 12:

9 And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

10 Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.

(Seeds of Truth Grow Earth To Heaven) Post for Day 230 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


What springs from earth dissolves to earth again, and heaven-born things fly to their native seat.

Marcus Aurelius


Seeds of Truth Grow Earth To Heaven

Only through the power of Truth does one ascend from his first estate as a slave to sin to the highest abode of the soul (mind) called the “Kingdom of Heaven” (Higher State of Enlightenment).

For only he who overcomes adversity through their endeavors to understanding builds a house of many truths and inherits a more noble self that is crowned in victory.

So thus wisdom grows within your heart like seeds planted in the fertile filth of your past to grow a tree of life turning earth into a throne in heaven.


Acts 7:49 Heaven is my throne, and earth is my footstool: what house will ye build me? saith the Lord: or what is the place of my rest?

Revelation 3:21 To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne.

(Blame Always Finds The Innocent) Post for Day 229 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


Censure acquits the raven, but pursues the dove.



Blame Always Finds The Innocent

Judgment cares little for the wicked but obsesses over the innocent… and thus the finger is always pointed away.


The innocent do not blame, yet the judgmental blame all the wrong things. The verses below do not fully reflect this yet only one line is given unto the raven and five are given to the dove.


Genesis 8:

7 And he sent forth a raven, which went forth to and fro, until the waters were dried up from off the earth.

8 Also he sent forth a dove from him, to see if the waters were abated from off the face of the ground;

9 But the dove found no rest for the sole of her foot, and she returned unto him into the ark, for the waters were on the face of the whole earth: then he put forth his hand, and took her, and pulled her in unto him into the ark.

10 And he stayed yet other seven days; and again he sent forth the dove out of the ark;

11 And the dove came in to him in the evening; and, lo, in her mouth was an olive leaf pluckt off: so Noah knew that the waters were abated from off the earth.

12 And he stayed yet other seven days; and sent forth the dove; which returned not again unto him any more.

(My Tell All Story) Post for Day 228 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”

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Stop being Soul Blind (So Blind) to the truth.

This blog is filled with founding truths from the world’s first self-help book called the Bible, but not the Bible as you may know it. God is the Great Artist and what He paints becomes real and alive. His words are living images of inner-truths written through the lives of those He chose to reach YOU. Each word of the Bible is made from a series of symbols that have meaning beyond what you are taught in a church classroom. It is a secret language of icons and there is another book hidden in plain sight within the Bible you already own and once you learn the sign language of the soul… The “Book of Secrets” will be revealed.

My name is Daniel Lyons and this is my story of discovery.



Matthew 11: 29 Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”

God has a plan for everyone and everything. So, listen carefully to what He’s saying, because sometimes other voices get in the way… mainly your own.

So what’s my story? Simply put, God called and I listened. Not because I wanted to but because He wanted me to and when He wants your attention, He gets it!

So there I was, barely 40 years old and behind bars… for a crime I never committed.

Hell on Earth!Yes, there I was 5 rows up and 27 cells in, and to be honest, if I said “I did it” you would probably love me more for changing my ways… But if I claim “I didn’t do it”, you will most likely take the opposite stance and think ‘Hmmm, sure he didn’t. They’re all innocent’. So I gain nothing by claiming that I’m innocent. In fact I would probably lose a little of your respect for it. But what do I care? I am not here to please you. I am not here to make you love me. The truth is I NEVER did the crime. What you believe, you will believe, and the rest is between me and God.


Matthew 10:16 “Behold, I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves. Therefore be wise as serpents and harmless as doves.

You can not begin to imagine the horrors of a place like this. This was the essence of Hell on earth. No greenery, no blue sky, no daylight and worst of all, no one to love you… Does God live in a place like this? YOU BET HE DOES!

Any place you find pain, terror, tears, or misery you will find souls calling-out for mercy. In prisons, in hospitals, in the halls of suffering, God is there in ways that you can never understand until you have seen it first hand.

So how did it all start?:

I was a good kid, though a little… HYPER! I once rocked the springs out of the family sofa and I drove my step-father CRAZY! But I was a good kid.

The worst thing I ever did was steal a Hershey Chunk bar from the 7-11 on the corner from my house. I almost got caught too! I had broken my arm “playing” football. That would be a great claim to fame but back then I was a walking stick. So there I was, 8 years old me, looking around the candy aisle suspiciously and stuffing a chocolate bar into the sling of my cast. I was poor kid and I just wanted something sweet to eat, but the oppressive pangs of guilt spilt forth from my childish subconscious, wondering if I would go to jail or Hell. The chime rang on the door as it opened it to the world of Liberated Chocolate when I heard the call of clerk at the register “Hey kid! Come here!”

Me in my best 8-year-old non-guilty voice cried “Yes?”

“Let me look in your sling.” called the clerk of doom with the eyes of a hawk.

“Um” I gulped.

I mentally searched through my limited list of excuses: The dog ate my homework… It wasn’t me… I don’t know… Mommy! Nothing seemed to fit this very new and frightening situation! Heck, what do you expect from me, I was only 8! Suddenly a glimmer of hope as an idea popped into my brain! I realized that my sling was bulky with my winter gloves that I had just stuffed in as I walked into the store. I knew he would see the candy bar if I got closer… Wait a minute. He only sees my gloves!

“You mean my gloves Mister?” I asked from a distance with a childlike squeak and showed them to him (See, no candy here. Mua ha ha!)

“Oh… Um, never mind kid.” he said crest fallen that his triumph over an evil-8-year-mastermind was thwarted.

…And as I ate my sweet spoils of victories on the way to school, my joys turned to ash in my mouth as my mind swam with fears of what would have happened if I had got caught. Would my parents find out? Would I go to jail? Am I bad person and going to Hell? I was only eight and I was scared straight by these prospects and guilt and thus-ended my life of crime. Since then I have never really been tempted to steal ever again. Even when times were hard!

I had a tough life growing up. Not as hard as some, but hard enough. We moved a lot, we were poor and lived in some pretty scary places but I always talked to God. I knew if He heard my thoughts then I had nothing to hide. So why lie to Him? Why pretend to be someone I wasn’t, so all my thoughts were shared with Him.

I went to a lot of schools and I was always the new-kid, but I grew up no worse for wear. I married my first and only girlfriend. We had two wonderful children that were my whole world. We had a beautiful girl and an adorable son who unfortunately was born with a major heart defect…And I loved them both very much.

I worked a lot of long hours. I was very good at what I did. I made a good living making video games and we moved to a nice home in a wonderful neighborhood. But we made too many sacrifices and though we tried very hard we made too many mistakes along the way. We tried to make it work for many years. But eventually it all fell apart. But I never once stopped loving them. I gave them everything and dedicated my life to them. I held back nothing and sacrificed everything for them… but they still were taken away.

I was accused of a crime for a thing I could never do… I am a man of principles. I don’t yield to blackmail on any level. The refusal to pay sparked a hell storm that caused me to lose everything in my life that I loved. I never folded. I never cried. I never gave in. I knew I was innocent but they made it so hard. Who can beat a county that convicts 98.6% of everyone they suspect of a crime? Who can beat that? How is that even possible? But, I was determined to win! I fought for a year but as I was locked up the entire time… Then I remembered a child who talked to God in everything. And here I was a man whom only a year before gave up on God. I had somehow stopped talking to God. How had I Forgot? And then suddenly there He was with me in a jail cell that’s smaller than a coat closet. My wife had left me. My children stopped writing… and all my “friends” fell away, most never knowing what had happened to me. My car was repossessed. My house was stolen in the divorce. I was alone with nothing but principles and determination.

But God was there. He heard me. Turns out He was there the entire time.

This was shared with me by a man I shared a cell with, and it really helped explain it all:

“It’s like, you are a father. And yo’ child is still really small. But you ain’t seen em’ fo’ a long long time. You open yo’ arms only a few steps away, and ya’ look inta’ that child’s eyes, and you call them and ask dat’ they only come to ya’ so you can hold em’. Dey’ take a step in yo’ direction, but suddenly they turn to a toy, or somethin’ shiny and they pick it up! And now they call it “Daddy”. And so you call dem’ again… and again they turn to ya’, and start walkin’ yo’ way, but then they suddenly STOP! An’ they turn ta’ somethin’ else. And they do this, again and again. So, yo’ there with tears in yo’ eyes, and ya’ patiently call hoping dey’ may recognize yo’ voice. And when dey’ turn that one last time and see you, there with tears of joy in yo’ eyes and they call you “Daddy”. You run to them and you pick dem’ up into yo’ arms and YOU NEVAH’ LET DEM’ GO!”

I then realized that we all do this. We turn to idols of things that master our lives. Shiny baubles without meaning; drugs, sex, money, power, you-name-it and we call it “Master”. These things take away everything and give us nothing in return but emptiness and grief. We do this all the time yet the real answers are right there in front of us, always within arm’s reach… We just gotta’ reach out and take it!

This man had no concept of the story of the “Prodigal Son” and He knew nothing of God’s promise’s, but he knew more about love and God then most “Christians” I knew, just by loving his family. He said to me that night that, “I think I finally get it. I think I can hear what sounds like a stadium full o’ thousands of angels, cheerin’.” We wept that night, he and I, and he accepted Christ and the next day… he was released from jail.

I was in jail for a year, “fighting” my “case”. I met a great number of men while I was there. Most were confused and hurting souls but one-by-one they started coming to me for answers, even a few guards would take me out of my cell late at night to talk with me alone about the amazing things I had discovered in the Scriptures. They even broke the rules and confided in me personal things that only a trusted friend should know. I became a confidant and a spiritual adviser to many of the men in my dormitory. God used me in ways I can’t pretend to understand. I’ve never had the answers but when I came to that dorm there were fights and chaos, and even suicides. When I left… there was strangely a sense of peace. I know that we influence each other. We effect and affect others with our lives. So I learned, that you need to be the person that you want the world to be, and others will mirror your example, even if imperfectly. See them as you want them to be. Lift them up and encourage them. Love them unconditionally and they WILL BECOME THAT PERSON that God wants and needs them to be!

I didn’t know the any of the answers when I first got to jail. I even had a great many questions. I had no books to research with and that was frustrating to say-the-least. It was such a cold, bleak place without sunshine or hope but the more I prayed and meditated and asked HE GAVE ME! Books would come to me, provided by the people around me that I barely even knew. Men brought every bit of relevant materials they possessed. Some were sent to them by family members or they handed-down from inmate-to-inmate over the years. There was no library but however it was that the material got there, they somehow came to me. Bibles, dictionaries, science books, letters, studies…EVERYTHING I NEEDED CAME TO ME! I had no radio, TV, or internet. All I had was a Bible and a prayer. “Lord, empty me. Let me become less and you become more and please help me to find the answers I need.” And He did give. He gave and gave. I learned that when you are quiet, He speaks. When you pray, He listens. But while you are asking, or listening to anyone else, it is very hard to hear Him. So it is in meditation and in the quiet of the heart and mind, and through the signs that are all around you that He shows you things that logic can never explain.

I was never alone. I was Daniel in the lion’s den. No lions opened their mouth to me. HE SHUT THE MOUTHS OF THE LIONS AROUND ME… Praise you God! And thank you for my trials that made me a better me!

It was a year’s journey like nothing I could imagine. Many lives were helped and changed. It was such an amazing journey. I grew as a man and Christian. Forged in the fires of perdition. I was an instrument of good and a sword of light that held back the dark of night!

My trial was now only two weeks away and I was ready to be set free… But it seems God had a different plan.

“NOT YET MY SON. YOUR SERVICE IS YET NEEDED FURTHER”. There was more than the service I did in the county jail, it seemed. “NOW YOU MUST GO DEEPER”. And deeper I went! Straight into the jaws of Hell! I said earlier that I went to prison, and so I did. I was about to go to trial and risk everything and fight for my innocence, but in the holding cell just before I went into the courtroom, where I had to make my final decision about going to trial or taking a plea bargain, a man was brought in to my cell. He was vile man. He was vile in ways that are hard to explain. He said and did things that shamed even the other hardened criminals around me. But when the time came and I was about to go to the court room, shackled like an animal, the guards came and took this “Ever so lovely fellow” and me, and put us both in a holding-cell together… You know, to hang out together, and wait… and chat. And here I am thinking, “Great, biggest decision of my life and I am stuck in here with YOU“.

But to my surprise I found that I was suddenly in the company of a very different man. It was like being with Legion in the Bible and seeing the before and then after shots from when he was healed of his demons. When this guy found out I was a man-of-God, or at least trying to be, He told me about his demons. He opened-up and he shared things from his heart with tears in his eyes. He said “I don’t want to be this way”. It turns out his father was dying and he was scared and confused and he ran from his troubles to drinking, sex and drugs. But simply because he knew that I was a man-of-God he let me in and then let it all go. He gave it to God. He cried and he confessed his sins to me and God, and in that tiny holding-cell he suddenly became beautiful like a new creation.

HOW DOES THAT HAPPEN IF GOD IS NOT REAL? How can I deny my maker? I knew right-then-and-there, He had spoken to me. He put this man in that room with me for a reason. The Bible says that sometimes we entertain angels unawares. Well, I don’t know if he was an angel but, I know God Himself was there with us. So I took into account the events of that year prior and all that had transpired that day. The story of Daniel the prophet came to mind (whom I am named after) and I thought about the 12 hours of night that Daniel faced. Was 12 months like 12 hours in a night? Had I become Daniel in the den and I had I prevailed? But I knew this den had to go deeper. There were worse things lying ahead. I knew there was no way I was here by accident. I was put here for a reason. I was abandoned by everyone in my life for a reason. When God hardens hearts, he does it to prove his love by making others raise to the challenge. So, I took a “deal”. I figured that the Govern-ator would, in a few months, finally agree with congress and sign a bill in the making to let 40,000 inmates go do to prison over-crowding and needless deaths each week from poor health care… And I would soon be out in a month or two. I could then fix my life and get this all erased from my record come the next October (So I thought). So from one fire into another I went… oops, EPIC FAIL.


I told you about this place already. No amount of soap can clean the stains-of-shame of a place like this. And I don’t just mean spiritually either! This place was pure filth! When I came to this Hell I was treated with such horrors! I had as they say “No game” and apparently “Game recognizes game”. And as a man with “No game” I was in for some interesting sport. But with patience and loooog suffering, God again gave a way to have people see the light in me. I stayed focused and I stayed wise. I never lost my conviction and people saw it. You don’t have to stand on street corners preaching to win souls. Just be there for people and they come to you. They all start off a little reticent, resistant, and harsh at first, but when they see you are the real-deal they let down their guard a little bit at a time, and they will eventually feel safe with you. People do change and they become what you hope for them to be when you treat them as you want to see them. As a Christian you are the light of the world. You are the light into their soul. Through you they find the gates to Heaven. Just give them the chance and the keys.

In all the time I served so many lives were changed. I questioned everything I learned and taught. I prayed and meditated on wisdom, and compassion and He continued to bring me more… and more, and more!!!

You can not imagine what my eyes have seen. The lives believed to be beyond reproach or repair had changed. They all change once they begin to believe. So as a reward for all my service, I learned things so deep and so powerful. God was opening a world to me, in the Bible, that I didn’t even know existed. I saw things I didn’t think possible. I learned how to read it and understand it in such a way that when I read it I started seeing something was a little off. There was something I couldn’t quite yet understand. It turns out there is a kind of code in the Bible written in a spiritual duality like a language-within-the-language.

In the end I never got out of prison as early as I wanted but they let me go without parole. This too was an amazing gift as it let me return home. Since that day I have had more amazing revelations and gifts given by God. I have found the love of life who too has known suffering and pain and together we are dedicated to overcoming adversity through our faith. My studies have since grown in leaps and bounds. It took many years and many trials and tribulations but it was all so very worth it. I have finally cracked the code and found that all along it was the answers I sought for my whole life. In the end I have discovered that that once you understand how to read the Bible’s book of secrets you will have discovered the world’s very first self-help book. It was written from God through the lives of His chosen to help every seeker of truth find peace and salvation while yet living.

And once you learn it… It will change you forever!

The Bible as a Self-Help Book

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(The Two Trees of Our Reality) Post for Day 227 of my “365 Day Photo Challenge”


It is not difficult for me to have this faith, for it is incontrovertible that where there is a plan there is intelligence – an orderly, unfolding universe testifies to the truth of the most majestic statement ever uttered – ‘In the beginning, God.’


Arthur H. Compton


Awaken Ye Sleeper. Hear and Understand that it is all about you.

The Two Trees of Our Reality

Very little of our reality is actually real and most of it resides in your head. There is so much we sort through each day trying to give ourselves the most favorable outcomes in life that we have such a hard time simply just being. It’s all guessing and second guessing till our minds are exhausted with probabilities. So many voices call out from within clouding choices and strangling hope and happiness. Our expectations rob us of the experience we are actually experiencing by replacing it with wanderings that take us far away from where we really are. Joy, sadness, sorrow; these are all mental constructs designed to distract you from reality. ‘If only I could be happy everything will be better’ we think, but isn’t that just another lie we tell ourselves so that we won’t have to face the silence and listen to the voices in our head? Who are these voices and why are they even there? Who gives them the right to invade our mental home where our thoughts dwell? They are all only you and your endeavors to understand what is right and what is wrong. We feel sad when we are wrong. We feel shame and sorrow for ourselves that we can not find the right path. And when a path is presented we more often sabotage it for fear of it not meeting up to our expectations.


‘It is all vanity and grasping at the wind’ Ecclesiastes says. All is vanity as we grasp at higher ideals that have no measurable substance. There is no right or wrong answers. There are only those things you most want for yourself. Desire is the enemy of happiness yet it is still planted deep within you along with the seeds of hope. There are two trees that grow from these seeds called Judgment and Truth. Truth and Judgment, each tests you and each calls for you to decide. The tree of the Knowledge of GOOD and EVIL is only the desire to judge and it makes you feel powerful and so it is beautiful and desirable as it wants you to make decisions based on principles you put your value into. This tree is that of death as it kills your hope with constant defeat. But then there is yet that other tree planted within you that overcomes the judgment of constructs like GOOD and EVIL and that’s TRUTH.


Truth is not desirable to look at. It has no form of comeliness and seems most afflicted by nature as it gives no gain to the ego, yet it is the only hope we have for finding salvation from the darkness growing within. Truth breaks the illusion of GOOD and EVIL and shows you the light of reason. Truth gives hope to the hopeless and heals the blindness you possess because it shows that all of judgment is an illusion and that you too can be free from the voices that haunt you from the shadows, for it is with faith that you can overcome and find true victory within. These demons of the soul/mind possess the weak of will because they lie to you and promise you greatness by getting things right and they seem so beautiful for this reason. But as truth grows it cast perfect light into the shadows of disillusionment and brings clarity to mind and it frees it from the lies that bind.


Legions of shades bind you and they all fear the Christ like authority of Truth that grows within. “Do not let us die” these dark thoughts cry “but cast us rather into the depths of your sea of consciousness that we may yet live and surface again”. Fear is the tree of shadows constantly making promises that it can never deliver through judgment. Truth makes no promises save one… dedication to understanding will give you peace if only you can believe it can. Jerusalem (Peace) is growing within your heart each time you choose to let go of casting your stones of blame onto yourself and others. Control and freedom, these are the two cherubs that bar your way to the Eden (paradise) of the mind.


Judgment and the truth of salvation are two sides to a coin constantly flipping in the air helping you to decide. Both fight for dominance, both push and pull you through life. Yin and yang, negative and positive, shadow and light, passive and aggressive; these are the two trees that are planted within. You are a devil (To fall) and an angel (To rise) and only balance can unite both sides of you as one fully enlightened soul and one who overcomes.


Sadness is only the fear of letting go by having to admit that something is not as right as it once seemed. Yet we hurt when we see our valued things go. So we sacrifice our perfection and die daily on a cross that we may rise up again anew, so that we gain the greater understanding through our endeavoring to grow unto our perfection of self each day, and then we shatter the mirror or break the water’s surface that it might then settle and calm again and heal itself with a new image of you. Each day we live, and each night we die, so that we may constantly renew the mind… free from the judgments that bind.


Genesis 2:

7 And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.

8 And the LORD God planted a garden eastward in Eden; and there he put the man whom he had formed.

9 And out of the ground made the LORD God to grow every tree that is pleasant to the sight, and good for food; the tree of life also in the midst of the garden, and the tree of knowledge of good and evil.

Revealing the hidden truths in scriptures – MARK 4:11


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