Month: July 2026

I set a record tonight, I made a pot of beans, and they were the absolutely  worse I have ever eat in my life. I think when God passed out gifts to cooks I was in the restroom passing the breakfast I had made and missed it.

No wonder I am loosing weight if you had to eat my cooking you would loose weight to. I soaked them all night and when put them in the pot to cook they were not soft but cooking should fix that, I figured.

Fried up some hamburger, onions, bell peppers, little salt, and ketchup. The wine I had was good so a taste of that should sooth the stuff. Put in on to cook and forgot it while I went to town to buy a few items I needed. Like Pruns and grapefruit to help the problems I have not being able to pass the ingredients of my last meals into the pot.

Got back and the water was all boiled out, and the beans were kind of stuck a little bit to the bottom of the pan again. Added water, hot sauce to hide the burnt stuff,  stirred them really well, Got the fire hot again and took a little nap. Woke up a few hours later and the beans I remembered came into the front of my thinking.

Out of bed and had to add water again to get them to get them off the bottom of the pan. Not to serious I can still eat them I thought. The beans were not as hard as the black things floating within the bowl.

Makes me think of old Rex Allread a friend from Heber City, Utah. His wife would bring something to the table and then say something like, “I don’t know why I give this to you, it is not fit to eat.” She made him a pie once and when she sat it down she said the same thing.

Rex took the pie off the table and putting his hand on the bottom and tipped it upside down while throwing it on the floor. He told her, “If it is not fit to eat I am not going to attempt it.” She stopped saying those things and I will think of this while I order breakfast in a café next time I think about cooking.

A Messenger,

Not a cook.

Verl K.

A couple of days ago I sat down to write an article that I wanted to share with you about Nohas Arch and it was to be a short look into that time and event of the past.

I started that with Joseph and David in Phoenix to give a being and place to give life and meaning to my story. I took them from Phoenix to Flagstaff Arizona and had them camping in the high mountains close to San Francisco peak because I had been a camp host at one time in this area and was very familiar with it.

The first night of putting that to words I was about to go  to bed with completed at satisfied of what I had written  up to that point. Setting on the patio having my last hot cup of tea I began to dwell on what I had written and the more I thought about it the more negative I began to feel. I had written something very spiritual and warm but when looking back it was boring and decided that it should be thrown in the trash.

Climbing into bed I took my usual time of deep breathing and laid my head on the pillows intending to just enjoy the comfort of a soft bed and as I took out my hearing aids, my teeth in the bathroom in a cleaning solution I  dropped the shorts that I had on. I slept with as I was born, naked and not limited when rolling over by articles that seem to hang and stop my every movements.

What should come to mind at that time, but total relaxation, and no thoughts of purpose in mind, but a realization that what I write should not be limited by my personal observations of what had came to me as while putting those words to page.

I have just received word from GateKeeper Publishing that my very first book is days away from being published and what how they intend to offer my book to the world. Humbled, happy are first in my mind, then comes frighten thoughts, what others will see of what I had written, will I be ashamed and sorry for sending this off? Why did I not just do as I have in the past? Write the books and just put them on a shelf high out of the way stored in a cloud and available as I would have them.

Having written eight books now, I make the mistake of possible ridicule, and foolish pride, in what I say, when it is just as well to be happy writing, without the shame, that could result from worldwide published proof of my ignorance.

I went back to the Father and Son I was writing about humbled and hungry for Insite as to why I should continue this story which it had become. No longer an article for my web site but a book for my shelve. I finished the first night in camp with father and son. I went to bed in my own bed as the story I told they went to bed.

If this story should become past on to others, what I felt was words of wisdom to the son, the next morning ,and if you should read  this story, you will be able to relate as to what was in my mind when the first morning Joe and David, father and son face the first day on the mountain, and my thoughts as a messenger of that story.

God gave me the graving, the hunger, and the location, to further my enjoyment of my life. What becomes of this, where it will go, what others may read, what others may think? I will leave that in God’s hands, I must remember my place in this, I am only the messenger.

The Messenger,

Verl K.

What is prayer? It is written that one must pray consistently, why would that have any effect upon our lives?

It is also written that we should go into a closet and pray. Why would that be?

If one would stop and think of what a prayer is, one may find the answer to many things that seem to escape the world around us.

A prayer is more than speaking with God, prayer is our time alone in our own environment, without the influence of outward nose, arguments, or others, that may try to influence us in worldly thinking.

To be alone without the distractions of constant chatter and disruptions of others, we are allowed to dwell on that which is foremost in our personal behavior.

Who could be better to solve your own problems and find answers to one’s own dilemmas. Who better to answer those questions that stump our everyday lives?

Prayer; gives us time by ourselves, to meditate, concentrate, and look inward to our own situation.   The  things that we find, the things that we search for, is not found in a book written by others. Where else would one believe, that which is revealed to us, through our own minds, our own voice, our own thoughts?

We do not have to say dear God. When we simply dwell on that which we are concerned with, we are  already taking from that which is in us, and available to us, and gave to us, when we entered this world.

People, government, and society does not give more to us than that which we have within us. We do not need someone to pass a law, ask us to join a group, or some church. What we have is a true fulfilment of that which we was offered to us, gave to us, and used by us.

What we receive in prayer can be from God, or it can be what we want it to be. Does it matter when praying, rather we believe in God? When we enter a dark room we will automatically look to the light. It cannot be helped it is a natural thing.

Seak not that which others offer to us, without first looking within, and then using that which we find from ourselves, to guide us in the future. We are gave to us, we are instructed, and told by God himself that he has gave to us everything possible, to direct our lives, and which way we want to go.

To get the car out, to begin a journey, without opening the flood gates, the garage door, to our own navigation source is rebelling against our own personal protective system.

A prayer is simply a means to our enter voice, that can be used to find answers, that would otherwise be lost in hurrying, rushing, and unused, without destination or  purpose.

Prayer is not an obligation, not a command, nor just to speak with God, but to speak to ourselves, and the answers we find will result in communications with the universe. Man can not take away that which we have, can not stop our own basic gifts.

Prayer is so much more than what we are lead to believe, it is a basic  part of our own inheritance, handed to us on birth. This gift was gave to us before the nipple, before the very breath we first received.

Prayer, is our way of holding to the right, to be  a part of what we were intended to be. Faith and Grace comes after prayer, not before, prayer is Gods telephone to ourselves, and to him. Even if one does not believe in prayer, be sure to put the receiver to the ear, just in case he has a message for us, his voice is only heard when wants to hear.

Only a fool fails to justify their actions without wanting guidance from somewhere.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

As I put words to a page I find that to do so without the blessing of Heaven would be like going from my house to town, naked, with snot running down my face, dung on my legs to be shown to those who would judge me. That would be easier to do, than to put words to a page that is thrown into the heavens and judged by the universe to see, than writing this down, without first asking for Gods blessings.

When I read the things that I do, the things that are said, the statements that are put to print, makes me wonder if others have considered the effect that they can have on someone else. My words are not carried far, and are read by a few, but those that find comfort and joy in what I say must be considered; like when I go onto a dance floor. I do my thing, I dance my own steps, I feel the music. I do not expect the band to change because I am on the floor, nor do I want others to say, look at him dance. No, I go onto the dance floor for no other reason than to be a part of  the crowd.

I write for the same reason, not to change anything, not to give advice, or ridicule others, I write hoping that something I say, something I bring up, can cause others to see, that when they put to print, it should be kept in mind that God can read too.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

As I read the many things printed in our world of modern communications. First most have now accepted those words from the atmosphere laid down in a way that all can read and hear.

We must remember that what we are reading is another man’s/woman’s attempt to bring us unto their own ideas, thoughts and viewpoints. Is not what I write the same thing? What I would attempt to point out today is why are they saying these things, and where are their values in relation to yours?

When the declaration of Independence was written all in attendance had a common goal. They were all in agreement of what they wanted, and they stood together to create that which they all agreed to. That by itself was a milestone in itself. What came from it was because all in attendance ask for Gods blessings and all were there for the same reason.

If the assembly of leaders were brought together today with all the available technology and ability to gather information and join with the same force that was then, what would be the outcome?

First in their heart of hearts would they be there for God? The people they were to represent? If not for Gods help whose do they stand for? Do all who would attend have same goal in mind?

If a loosing team hired a new coach the very first thing he would bring all together and tell them we must get back to basics. Not Demarcate, not Republican but Americans with the blessings of God in mind. I personally do not feel that those that do not believe in God do not have what I see as a common goal. Yes I am prejudice,  and have a tilted view on what is important to me.

If not for God what then? If not to do for the people then what is the purpose of attending? If a man or woman shows up only to prevent another from achieving what is good for man and that would include what is good for God. I do not trust those that do not believe in a Deity. If they do not have someone they must answer to then what is it they say worth? If a mans goals, ideas, and workings are not for the office they hold then whose are they for?

The whole point of this is to show that it was not just the Delectation of Independence that made America great it was a love from within, which included a love for God,  each who attended,  that started America to be great.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

If not for a God then what are we for? My writings my not be what you want to see, or read, but they sure are from my heart, and they are a part of what I am.

Many things I write are thrown in the garbage or left alone.  Now  wanting to show why; they made no sense. This was from the garbage bag as why they were never shown.

 

I start with a candle oh so bright,

Lit it up just as it got night.

Watched it burn bright that night,

Oh, how I hope it can burn all night.

Shadows ,and images, shown it the light,

My how they danced it the bright light that night.

 

People who knew me stared at me that night.

Thunder and lightning lit up the ski, oh,

how beautiful  it was that night.

Sugar and spices she made it that night,

Laughter and shashter  we put away that night.

 

Oh, how I wish, that candle would last through the night,

smile as I may, the candle half burned, it make it all night.

If I were sober, if I we Sain, I would stop all this party at night.

Sense I am older, and the light is still bright. I think I will party again all  night.

 

Though the darkness, and through the light,

If finally came through it was all over, the candle is gone,

What is left is my memory, all mushy, trashy and long gone.

What if saint peter had came in the night? Would I have known him, would I be right? Would I have been better to put out the light,

Turned down the shutters and said good night.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

 

 

 

Many years ago, as the population grew, the need to get rid of body waste was an everyday necessity. Not wanting the smell, or to look at this, it was decided to build a small building, and it was called an “outhouse”. Disgusting subject but a major part of those days gone by.

Many story; many jokes of the “outhouse” was common terminology at the time. A popular book, Thirty yards to the outhouse by Will He Make it, was recited many times, how about “forty yards to the outhouse by;  Can He Make it? Why this subject? Because it is the worst of the worst anyone wants to talk about. However, we must know of this, so we can compare those necessities to those that are easier, and more fun, to talk about.

Life is pleasant as long as we dwell on how things can improve, or how they can be better. What we speak about, what we discuss, are the object of importance here. We start with a discussion, and we continue until we either agree or disagree.

It all starts with a conversation and if we do not agree it becomes an argument. We become entangled in a war of words and that can be between friends, spouses, cities, counties, states or government.  If heated it becomes more, but the part I would like to talk about is that which comes after the discussion, and the argument.

Do you feel more love, as friends, or spouse, in the discussion, during the argument, or after? The discussion leads to either agreeing or an argument, but the winner is not from either of those subjects. Between friends and spouse, it is a short time until the results actually come forth. Jumping past, those between people, and come to a government.  And the common denominator here is what is the results of that which just occurred determining the ruling unit. A Government takes longer to find the results, and it is not the campaign one runs before, it is not the victory, it is only the results after, that is remembered.

What both sides do after this is far more important than the discussion or the fight. Nothing could be further from the truth than the statement “It does not matter how I win, only that I win”.

The United States is not a great nation because they won a war. It is not great because the founders created a government for the people by the people. It was what came after, that joining of men, with a common faith. They wanted to be able to live as God had intended it to be. The nation was created after those, who wanted what God had intended for all.

It was not because of winning the wars it was what came after they victory. Husband and wife, government or nation what we do after is far more important than either the discussion, or the fight.

Great men, as great nations, are not remembered for winning the fight, but what they do after. Was victory is good; for all God’s children or just a few? Hitler was a great leader, but had he won what do you think would be the results?

Greatness is not in the discussion, nor in the fight. Greatness comes in what both sides did later. God created a perfect world, and when those that win, can continue with that, history shows what greatness really is about. Those that win have an obligation that began with the victory, not before or during.

We can accept what was gave to us, but it is not possible to add more than what was handed to us. We can perfect it; we can fight for it, and we can die for it.

Greatness is shown in compassion and understanding. That is what all of us want out of our time on earth. Our uniting between men, men and women or people and nations, will be remembered only for that which we did while holding the trophy.

Not the men who created it, not the men who died defending it, but what transpired after. Each event, each discussion, each fight is not what makes greatness. Greatness comes from believing in something, fighting for it, and then standing on the pedestal and showing that victory was for a reason.

The distance from the outhouse to the grand house is believing in something and then standing for it. People want to be a part of this, and it is understandable why. It is not what was created, it is what we all want and desire.

It did not start with the outhouse any more than the declaration of independence started the United States. It started when God gave us rights, and we got tired of the smell offered to us. A lot of men and women have gave everything they have, to create the nation, but Greatness is not in the past, it is what is accomplished with it.

It was not because God made us, gave us the breath of life,  and made us a living soul. It was not because he gave another and called her woman, it was his spoken and spiritual blessings for man to have all good things.

From that day to this rather it be between people or governments Greatness comes later, when empathy, bride, and  compassion are followed.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

Congratulations, United States, on 300 years of discussing Gods gifts, for doing everything of which is to gather others together by uniting a great nation, putting it on paper, then standing for all to see the results are true, to that beginning.

What you are reading is from a personal website. I write as I feel the spirit move me. What you read is the result of that. Where I get my opinion or ideas has come through a lifetime of search. If you do not agree think of it this way: I bring around a tray of Hors d’ oebs and if you don’t like them leave them, if there is something you like take it. Remember what you desire, and remember not, that what you did not, but we say many things, mine are what I desire to divulge to others, my thoughts are from somewhere else, I feel and I am, merely the Messenger.

 Matthew 10:40-42

Jesus said, “Whoever welcomes you welcomes me, and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me. Whoever welcomes a prophet in the name of a prophet will receive a prophet’s reward; and whoever welcomes a righteous person in the name of a righteous person will receive the reward of the righteous; and whoever gives even a cup of cold water to one of these little ones in the name of a disciple — truly I tell you, none of these will lose their reward.”

The earth has a magnetic force running from the North Pole to the South Pole of the world we live on. Ever metal is attracted to that magnet field through an energy source. If you have never played with magnets I would suggest you try and see the effects they have upon each other. North Pole to North Pole pushes and rebels each other. The same way the South does to another South Pole. North to South is pulled or attracted according to the distance away from each other and also by the amount of metal or magnet force is offered.

When a person stands on earth they are with-in this magnet force, the amount of iron or metal in your body directly effects how strong that field will have energy and will radiate through your body.

Understand this is not the same as standing under an electrical power line which radiates a different kind of energy called electrical no magnetic. Both have effects upon the body, but the pulse and amplitude changes the graph into a completely different result. That result can be the same ending, but the charge was instigated differently.

Eating a metal container to change the amplitude of the energy breaks another rule. The body has a set of rules also, that limit the amount of things it will accept and built its signal. Yes the body builds energy, and it radiates that same energy. This could take a book just explaining how the body builds this energy and what limits it.

Every body produces its own energy field. Although this energy is small, it helps support the blood, oxygen, and other processes that control the body’s functions.

So, standing on earth we have this magnet energy running throughout our bodies and it produces an energy according to those limitations mentioned above. Want proof? Walk someone next to a high mountain drop off, and watch the force of them, when those that have  a fear of height get close. Notice that we all feal it at that moment when looking down a possible injury. The field is so strong it has to be overcame with a stronger force to bypass the original  positive to negative energy force.

This is the same felling when walking into a unknown room and feel warm or cold. Answer, many magnet lines either pull you or push you depending on this same source of energy.

Back to the body which eats, drinks, breaths and produces a small energy source within. That energy source feeds the brain according to these same rules. While it is producing this energy the total emitted force from the body is directly proportional to the to energy sources meeting or complaining to create this package of energy.

Kind of confusing when trying to understand and a long way to go to tell you that where we stand east or west chances our mental results. Standing one place can produce different outcomes because of this.  I happen to be situated on a spot where this energy source seems to be very strong. I can receive and transmit at a higher and more deeply energy draw that I can in a different location.

I was near this same location a year ago and the effects I speak of were negligible, but I was two or maybe one-mile further South. East/West about the same but very different a approval/rejection ratio.

Search about the direction which one sleeps at night in regards to North/South/East/West. The direction the body lays has a very big impact on the body functions. High Blood pressure, insomnia things you would never expect.

Our energy field is effected so many ways, by so many different things, that also, could take a book, or two explaining everything from Sun Burst to the fullness of the moon. We could speak of the mood we are in. Angur limits us both physically but more so mentally, but that again changes this energy I am speaking of. The best part is that when we are happy and feeling exceptional gay and lighthearted we add much to the mental imagery transmitted or received.

I am not going any further into this for several reasons. First, my thoughts are only to make you aware. Not teach you; how to use these to your advantage. However, know this, the mind is a very powerful, retaining and learning source of our human existence that has an ability to both radiate and receive intelligence. The mind gets  that from food we eat, water we drink, air we breathe, and many, not just magnet but other unseen sources. This can be accepted and rejected, or it can be used to intensify our gathering of information.

I am merrily the messenger, if I can bring light onto a subject as important as this, would you understand that I am only showing how I find information. Not  where, I connect to my source, fully understanding my limitations.

A Messenger,

Verl K.

As I write this, I am reminded of something I wrote before. A raindrop falls on a mountaintop top, strikes a sharp rock, and splits in two. One half flows down one side of the mountain into the sea; the other flows down the opposite side and also reaches the sea. Both come from the same source and end in the same place.

My stories, my thinking, my writings are my travels as I go closer to the sea. We each have a trail; we each travel, we each have a story to be told. The obstacles we encounter are as the rain drop moves down that mountain, are all from my personal travels.

If we are to have a future then we must understand that we each came from that cloud up in the ski. We, as a drop in the bucket, at the beginning, are not that different than any other part of the same source. We separated at the beginning and will end up together in the end. Why some want to crowd and make room for their path to be better than any other ones, is only because their water traveled over muddy ground. The next rain will clear that water and when they reach the sea they will not be any better off having pushed me, threw rocks in my way, or spoken unkind words. When they get to the end, they will see, it was not what I did, that got them to the sea, but what they did on the way.

If only we could see that by clearing the way for another is clearing the way for ourselves. Life does not have to have hidden meanings, life is all downhill and the momentum grows as we travel, and the speed we develop, is how we handled the obstacles on our way through. Like a drop of water, we can get behind a big rock and stay there until the flood of another joins us, to help build that which is necessary to travel around the large rock. Who hit the rock first, is not the problem, nor lack of momentum, it is a matter of what is good for one is also good for another.

A Messenger,

Verl K.