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Stopping To Pet

God speaks to me, His scriptures comforting my tongue and ears – His living word, a sweet accompaniment~ we are lovers, heart and soul spiritually entwined... I am reminded of that rural church, a primitive bench for two or more far apart from the transcended mockery of golden cathedrals, with magnificently stained panels, popes and kings imagining that it is possible to gild and paint one's way into heaven (a cat leaps into my lap – we have been writing buddies for some time now; his insistence for a pet reminding me that all my high minded thinking has taught me nothing, if I do not interrupt, and commence with the honor....)

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Date: 12/23/2022 3:42:00 AM
Ah, I love cats, my daughter adopted a kitten and it turned out to be a coon, He is 6 months old and weighs over 10 pounds, he`s a big baby,
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Joe Dimino
Date: 12/23/2022 8:53:00 AM
"What you do for the least in my Kingdom...." I love cats. For domestics, Maine-coons can get large. Mike Tyson had 2 tigers. He learned quickly not to get between them when they had a spat. I had a family of raccoons wandering around the backyard. Cats learned quickly not to mess with them. The oddest sounds.
Date: 12/21/2022 5:51:00 PM
Joc, you grabbed your pen to translate heave’s inspiring force. You are blessed and I’ve no doubt God know your love for him that you hold within. I also was touched by your Metaphor. God is to you as you describe you are to your cat (in that) a human will call from his/her soul for comforting “oats”. .? Sally
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Joe Dimino
Date: 12/21/2022 9:02:00 PM
Hi Sally; so wonderful that you picked-up on this subtlety: the expression of love gives the soul wings, and a never-ending span of Light....
Date: 12/21/2022 2:24:00 AM
Confusion fell upon them, they heard about the outside cup looking good and inside being dirty, so they try a fix the inside with things appealing to the eyes,. Yes we are the temple God wants to reign in,. Deception is everywhere,.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 12/21/2022 4:33:00 AM
Exactly! Brilliant comment. Thank you, Stephan. Have a blessed day!
Date: 12/20/2022 5:51:00 PM
I saw Notre Dame before the fire and thought…wow, heaven is better than this…yet I also have seen very simple churches, that likewise inspire thought. God is good…in gold and peasant dress…matters not. What matters is our heart!God bless you, Joe <3
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Joe Dimino
Date: 12/20/2022 6:32:00 PM
For sure, God is Good, and God is God always. Blessings.
Date: 12/20/2022 5:04:00 PM
It's things like petting your cat that makes life wonderful, Joe. A delightful poem, touching on interesting topics. :)
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Joe Dimino
Date: 12/20/2022 6:33:00 PM
Thank you, Evelyn; any display of friendship and love is to be admired. Blessings.
Date: 12/20/2022 1:14:00 PM
Quite a thoughtful and well-composed poem.
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Joe Dimino
Date: 12/20/2022 3:11:00 PM
Thank you, Victor. Have a great evening!
Date: 12/20/2022 8:57:00 AM
Hi Pangie; I lost your comment somehow. Please re-post. It was thoughtful and well expressed. Don't know what happened?
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