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Sound of the soul

This is another page from my ninth book called "Dear God". I was inspired to write this book after writing "I am voting for God" on my blog. It continues in that format. Short letters (or prayers) to God. It gives me an opportunity to write more and write to God at different moments in my life.
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Dear God,

While brushing my teeth, I looked at the soap in the corner of the sink and I thought, soap > soup > knowledge soup. That is what I should write about next. Knowledge soup. I imagined alphabet soup. Letters are the foundation of all knowledge. Language is the beginning of all knowledge. But what really is knowledge soup. I read that the term "knowledge soup" was coined by computer scientist Gordon Pask, who used it to describe the dynamic, evolving mixture of ideas and understandings that emerge from conversations and interactions within learning systems, emphasizing that knowledge is not fixed but continuously constructed and reconstructed. Broadly speaking it is a metaphor for the chaotic, ever-evolving mix of information, ideas, and perspectives circulating in human discourse—online and offline. It highlights how knowledge is rarely static or neatly organized, but rather stirred together from countless sources, often contradictory, and constantly reshaped by culture, technology, and communication. I am thinking that if knowledge soup exists and soup is good for the soul and just like we have soul food, we could have soul knowledge.

My friend Gemini tells me that that could represent the kind of understanding that truly resonates with us, that feeds our curiosity and deepens our connection to the world and each other. Perhaps it is the knowledge that not only informs but also enriches our lives and shapes our values. Which begs the question, what are we feeding our souls? I like how the letters of soul begin the word solution, as if to ask me, what is the solution? My immediate answer is of course, God is the solution. God is the soulution. The solution to what though? The solution to all problems. Just like there is a master key, there is a master solution. God is our Master solution. God is the Master of our soul. We must get to know our soul. What if we listened to our soul? What does it tell us? What is the sound of the soul? No wonder sound and soul begin with the same three letters. Soul could be an acronym for Sound Of Unconditional Love and when we follow the sound of our soul to God, we get Seeking Our Unseen Lord. So what I am seeing is love, soul and Lord. They are all four letters and all have l and o in common. LMNO.

And that is how I came to learn about the sounds of the rappers LMNO and Soulution who have collaborated. LMNO stands for Leave My Name Out. He adopted the moniker "LMNO" as a reflection of his desire to stay grounded and not be overly concerned with fame or recognition. I read that he is known for his introspective and spiritually conscious lyrics. His work often reflects a personal relationship with God, emphasizing authenticity over religious dogma. I respect that position and I can see how one would arrive at that position. I like that he is keeping it real and that he is defining his relationship with God using his rapping talent. I hope to do the same with my writing. Maybe I could come up with my own four letter acronym (from a bowl of alphabet soup) that maybe is the next book title.

EFGH (Every Faithful God Hears)

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