So, here’s my question for you all today….
Is it possible we can ‘earn’ immortality?
Or… for the other side of the coin; could we ‘evolve’ into it, on our own?
Someone mentioned it, and I can’t stop thinking about it. So here’s my thoughts, don’t forget to share yours.
On the one hand, there is a God, but scripture’s say it is not the deeds you do, it is the love you have inside for God, everything else, everyone else, that gets you into heaven… the eternal mortality that God offers is the goal; the bait; the one thing you do not have here on Earth. You’ve experienced love, been loved (hopefully) by at least one other being in your life, so maybe a new Daddy figure isn’t something you feel you need. But to live forever… FOR EVER? It would be cool and boring, probably at the same time, and if everyone you loved wasn’t immortal, it would be amazing yet incredibly sad. But think about it, if we all lived forever, here on Earth, we would be wall to wall people… the planet couldn’t support us all… it would be much like it is now, with a lot more starvation thrown in. A lot.
But what if immortal doesn’t mean with your current body? What if immortal is impossible with our body?
Would you want it with your soul? Would you want it if they told you your brain went with it?? Or I should say, your mind? How about your heart; your love? Your feelings?? Wouldn’t you need all these things, for immortality to work? So where do our thoughts, feelings and love come from, if not our soul? Our brain tells our lungs to breathe; but what tells your lungs to hold your breath when you kiss? Or swim? Or blow up a balloon? This is your mind, not your brain. This is you… part of your soul. It floods you with warmth when you’re happy, and it chills you when someone you love dies. It rises up to sing with your favorite song. It explodes in your heart when you hold your child for the first time forcing you to cry with joy.
All this … does it go with your soul? Of course. It is your soul. This is what will become immortal with God. You. Your essence. Your entire soul. And from what I hear, you get the coolest set of WINGS to boot! So in some way… they have to be attached to you…. so you must end up with a body of some sort…right???
Now we go to the evolving aspect. It must be possible, somewhere, somehow, because we know how DNA works. Say you’re the one being on a planet who’s DNA alters just enough to where your cells never die, they just recycle themselves in some way… yes you would be the first…
but think about it… out of the BILLIONS of species on this planet, I would guess ALL of them… ALL of them have NEVER ONCE had their genes mutate into immortality. Are WE humans really that special that our DNA would suddenly evolve in a different way than every other species on this planet? If you believe in evolution, you also believe that something had to have seeded this planet with life, ie, bacteria from asteroids…etc.
That being said, literally, anything is possible. We know so little about our lives, our bodies, the world… the universes… it’s embarrassing really. But, we have only been around for about 10,000 years. Compare that to …. frogs… and you’d be blushing again, they’ve been around for over 200 million years…. so lets pick something younger in eon terms… how about a simple rose…. not even close, they’ve been around for about 35 million years… I could go on… my point… we are the youngest species on this planet. With maybe 10 other exceptions, mostly crap our lab tech’s have grown.. that they shouldn’t have!
There are also a few worms, flies and brine shrimp that can all go into suspended animation… the brine can survive up to 10,000 years… add water, and bam, you’ve got brine shrimp… but that’s only suspending life, not living eternally… and well, they’re bugs ya’ll! Bugs! lol they don’t even know what being alive is.
So the chances that we could alter ourselves into immortality is pretty ridiculous. The fact that we don’t even understand HOW our cells know when to change, or why… or what made that protein decide to turn on a switch… folks… we don’t know SHIT! OK! We only know the obvious, and that’s about .0000009% of what we need to know.
So my view is obvious… unless you’re severely slow you’ve figured it out by now… I say, go with God! He’s your best bet at becoming immortal! I truly don’t see us, a bacteria ourselves, evolving into anything as spectacular as an immortal being! But you will never earn it, with good deeds. You just have to LOVE!!! And it’s so easy to love God, and everything and everyone else… try it sometime.
Just go one day… where every single thing you see, every person, dog, flower… from the mailman to the boss you hate every other day… and be kind to them. Show them love. And SEE what happens. Maybe nothing, maybe not… either way, sit back and FEEL what you did.
ENJOY that feeling of peace and happiness that your entire body has been tricked into feeling! Sink into it. Each time you are kind, people usually show you thanks, or love…. each time you reach out and touch someone physically, you are giving love, and USUALLY you will get love back. (now don’t be getting all pervy… lol) JUST TRY IT!!! And you will see… that feeling this way… is the GREATEST thing on earth. Right up there with the immortality you are going to experience!!
Have you decided yet, to stop doing stained glass?
No, haven’t heard back yet.
You really expect an answer?
In His own time, yes.
What are you waiting for, a loud booming voice?
Of course not, silly, although that would make my day.
You hear voices in your head?
Sometimes I hear myself screaming at me.
Then how will you know?
I’ll know when I see several eagles, because they are special to me, and He knows this because when I see eagles I scream in joy and thanks.
I’ll know when an acquaintance says something like, ‘you’re still doing glass?’ out of the blue, emphasizing the word still, like why.
I’ll know when I dream of lying on a hillside as I did as a child, rolled in a blanket, writing in my first journal.
I’ll know when my Mom calls to say, ‘you’re writing is so-o-o good honey, I’m so proud of you’, without once mentioning my glass.
I’ll know when my best friend says to me, ‘I had the strangest dream the other night…you and I were walking in the woods talking about your poems.’
I’ll know when a stranger in a crowd overhears my conversation with a friend about my novels, and leans over to interrupt us and say, ‘you’re an author?’
And the easiest way for me to tell, is when I go to do another stained glass piece. Each time I do one, I ask my master carpenter friend, Yeshuah, to bless me and guide my hands, so I don’t break the glass. If I break the piece once, I’ll keep going. If I break the glass in the piece twice, I will not.
I will simply know He is no longer guiding my hands.
The lines outside her little, worn down house were getting smaller and smaller each day. The local news teams had arrived the first morning, but all but one had left and never returned. The only one still coming each day was a tiny cable channel reporter, who vowed to come each day until she was finished. She had stated on national television that she would give only to the poor every single dime, other than the one million dollars she would use to set herself up for life. He was documenting the story, to be aired at a later date.
He smiled at her grinning face, as she handed him a cup of coffee. It was just Folgers coffee, with some hot chocolate mixed in, but he was beginning to look forward to it, and her crazy smile. It rarely left her face, unless she was confused. He had watched people screaming at her, while begging at the same time, yelling,
“Why can’t you give me more, I’m gonna lose my pickup! Come ON!” She would just smile and shake her head.
An hour goes by and another person gets angry, demanding,
“OH Please, are you kidding me, THIS is it, You cheap selfish bitch.” She would look them in the eye and nicely say,
“And you have come how far to beg from me? How sad must your life be? I’ll add you to my prayers.” Then she would just call the next person, smiling hugely at her next captive listener. She didn’t care, she had won all the money, and she was used to being poor, so the money didn’t matter one bit to her, and she didn’t care if you liked her or not, or liked the amount of money she was giving to you for free.
It continually amazed me how many people would wait in line, outside her house, all day long, into the night, and would freak out screaming at her because she didn’t give them as much money as they thought they deserved! God forbid, she didn’t give them enough to pay their rent for a year, like they assumed she would. People are assholes. I have come to this conclusion in a matter of seconds, and am wondering how I am gonna portray this in my film. Repetition, showing one after another in a high-speed run. Which meant some serious editing time, pulling them out of the hours and hours of film I’ve taken.
It reminds him of a man he saw once in town; a blind man on the street with a cup and a sign, and dark glasses, screaming at someone for only putting a dollar bill in his cup, demanding they give him more because he’s obviously blind.
Human’s are douche-nozzles. That may be my title.
It was strange to watch her though, she could tell a liar from a hundred feet. They would get a shiny new $10.00 bill for showing up. The ones who were really poor, really sincere, would be humble and sometimes even crying, as they told her their reason for coming. That was the rule. You had to tell her why you were here. You had to be willing to talk to her for a few minutes, or you had wasted your trip.
She was great though. She had a message about God she was giving to each one, whether they wanted to hear it or not. He had counted over 300 people the first day, that she had time to talk to, but that appeared to wear her out, so the following days were slower, only about 200 going through the line. She had booted several who tried to hit the line twice, it was a bit freaky but she always knew instantly, and made them leave. The police had provided Randy, to monitor the people and keep things under control, and to guard her while she gave away thousands of dollars in cash out of her livingroom. The police chief had tried to talk her out of it, knowing it would cause riots, but after the first day he let the other officers go because people realized if they were patient, they came out smiling hugely. They lined up like soldiers with only a few exceptions of drunks or druggies causing problems.
This morning though, after she handed my coffee to me, she said,
“This is beginning to bore me. I’ve got a plan to hit Seattle tonight, some of the poorer areas, sceeeery areas if you get my drift, and give to the ones who can’t come here. Wanna come along?”
“Is Randy coming?” He grinned at her, tilting his head to one side.
She laughed and turned to ask him,
“Randy?” He walked over from his car, and she handed him his coffee. He took a long sip, smiling at her with eyebrows raised.
“Wanna go with us into Seattle tonight, hit some poor areas….make it rain?”
“Uh, no, I can’t sweety, sorry, but my sons got a game. I could make some calls this morning though, find someone who would.”
“Awesome! I’ll bet your son makes 2 home runs tonight, ’cause you’re such a good person.”
“Awww, Ruby, you’re the good person. I can’t believe what you’re putting up with to do this.”
“Well, I just don’t trust those huge corporations who claim to help the poor. This way, I know myself.” She smiled as she leaned down to pluck her beautiful red and coral Tulips in full bloom. Three went inside today, but you wouldn’t have guessed it form the mass in her front garden. She turned back as she left and added,
“Thank you Randy, bring your cup in when you’re ready!” She walked over to the first person in line, and invited them in.
Randy held up the coffee cup and answered back,
I followed her to the front steps of her deck, turning on the camera stationed so it could watch the people coming in. I pressed the button to test the remote, watching the camera move left and right and said,
“I’m in. Whether a cop goes with us or not, I wouldn’t miss it.” I smiled and winked as I sipped at the coffee and she turned to the first person and said,
“Come this way, and what is your name?” They walked inside her house directly into the little livingroom, and Ruby said,
“Sit here,” then placed the tulips in the vase on her table, and grabbed her own cup of coffee from the kitchen counter and returned to sit down at the other end of her couch for the tiny interview.
“Why are you here?” Ruby would ask. She would say the same thing almost verbatim with each person. I had figured our early on what she was doing, and moved the cameras outside. I had the one camera on the line going in, and would wait outside for the reaction shots with my other camera set up about 10 feet from her deck, for a nice exit perspective. I also had a small video camera lying on the table in case yelling started inside the house, but it seemed like most of the angry people wanted an audience and would wait until they were on her deck to start being jerks. Which was perfect for me. Bunch of drama queens. Thinking they’ll be on TV someday and be famous. I used remotes for both camera’s only taking shots when I thought it was interesting.
“I lost my apartment, my boyfriend kicked me out after beating my head against a wall…..” would be one example of an answer. Another would be “My boss fired me for being late, just once, mind you…..” and on and on and on. So I liked waiting outside and watching the people before they went in, and then after when they came out as themselves. I liked those shots. Especially liked how they would mesh up together on the final movie. It was like, it didn’t occur to them what I was actually documenting. They thought for some reason begging in a movie would somehow better their life. I had heard someone say the words “street cred” and had to text my boss, I could not believe how this could possibly give someone street cred, that they had been on TV, for what? For Begging! It blew my mind.
There were things that had been shown to me about humanity that made me think, we are very screwed up. Each time I had an epiphany I would text Tammy at work and she would save them in a file for me. I hoped to use them in the documentary, thinking maybe I could make a difference. Showing humanity how it really is. But then I would think, but these people are really poor. Can we only help the nice poor people, or are we supposed to help all the poor.
Ruby would listen for a few minutes at most and depending on their reason, she would ask one of two questions, the same questions she asked each person.
Question number 1. “Do you believe in God, the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit?”
If the persons reason had included some type of answer that showed they already believed in God, and the Trinity, she would ask,
Question number 2. “Do you Hunger for the Lord?”
Most people at this point would pause, confused at what she just said, and I would guess about 90% said “No.” I was only inside the house for the first 8 hours she did this, but she stumped almost every single person.
Depending on their answers once again, she had two separate replies she used for each. To the first question, if the person said, “No.” she asked, “Why not?” It didn’t really matter at this point what they said in response, when they were done making excuses, she would simply say,
“In scripture Jesus said, I am the Way, the Truth and the Life; no man can come to the Father, but through me. Because to every purpose there is time and judgement, therefore the misery of man is great upon you. When you sin through ignorance, if you make atonement, you will be forgiven. So, NOW you know the truth, Jesus is the Way, if you want eternal life, follow Him. Hunger for Him. Look for Him.
For now, you are no longer ignorant.”
If the person acknowledged they knew who God was, or used to go to church, or had some kind of teaching in their life, she would say,
“Woe to you who turn away from God. He asks that not only you love Him, but follow His commandments, but also that you spend your life trying to help others find their way to Him. When you leave here today, think of one thing you can do to bring one other person to the Lord, and from this day on, find one person you can help each day, if not more. Their soul is at stake, along with yours. If you turn back to God, He will bless you just like He has me. Each time you go to tell someone about today, remember your own soul. Do you think this life is really all there is? Do you know how long eternity is? This life could be over in half an hour. Find your way back to God. He is your only answer.”
Then she would give them the money they asked for, and walk them back outside.
Most people weren’t too greedy, asking for rent money, or food money, or car payments and such. But a few people received checks, for thousands of dollars, because Ruby truly believed their stories and wanted to make their dreams come true. One was a young girl with a baby on her hip, who only started crying when she mentioned her Mom, who was in a care facility dying of AIDS. She was about to be evicted, had even brought the tear-stained notice with her, crumpled in her pocket, and had no one to turn to. So Ruby gave her $5000 to find a place to live.
Another was a young man who had enrolled at Seattle University, but after the first two years, he realized he couldn’t afford to keep going, even with the grants he was getting and the two scholarships he had received. So she made the check out to the University, and paid for his next two years. He was a pretty cool kid, not too flashy with his hip hop clothes, but clean enough to make her believe his story. Plus, if he wasn’t still enrolled the check donated in his name would come back to her un-cashed. Even she wouldn’t just hand over $40,000 to anyone with a good story. She was too smart for that.
What was so great about the kid, was he had only asked for a couple thousand to tide him over, so he could finish the semester out, and he damn near fainted when she handed him the check. Then he began dancing for the camera with Ruby, on the front deck, laughing, and hugging her and crying and not one bit ashamed of it. Then for the first time the line cheered for him and clapped.
I think this will be my final scene!
(scripture pulled from John 14:6; Ecclesiastes 8:6; and Numbers 15:28)
He pokes me in the chest like an errant boy
waking me from my routine of reality
His whispers I have ignored too long
calling to me from dreams and wake
I continue to back up and step aside
confrontation I flee from as fire
preferring blinders to knowing when
trying to avoid what I already know
He demands I pay attention this time
I feel my heart pounding in fear
my understanding falls short by miles
I have so many questions such confusion
not enough answers too many views
which shall I follow which shall I choose
but soon He whispers on this Sabbath
on this eve fast and you will see
I will in hopes He will reveal to me
answers I have begged for and plead
so before sunset I ready my home
no work whatsoever on His Holy Day
not even two words to be written
prepare to worship the only work to be done
I’ve heard it before He’s repeated it again
Honor His Sabbath with rest and Blessed wine
Remember why His Sabbath was divined
This is why I believe in the HOLY TRINITY….
Gen 1:26 “And (Elohim) said. Let us make man in our image, after our likeness” NOTE the plurality…LET US….
Gen 1:1 “The Holy One, Blessed be He, said to those, you want to know My name? I am called according to my ACTIONS. When I judge the creatures I am Elohim, and when I have Mercy with My World, I am named YHVH.”
Gen 2 ” YHVH breathed into Adam’s nostrils the breath of life.”
Isaiah 48:16 “Come near unto me. hear this: I have not spoken in secret from the beginning:
from the time that it was, there am I: and now the Lord GOD, and his Spirit, hath sent me.
THUS revealing to the Jews they ARE A TRINITY! …. (To those with eyes to see…. my bad! lol)
This is why I believe the MESSIANIC JEWS are correct in their understanding of the Trinity, and also why I believe traditional Jews do not believe in Yeshuah being the Chrism, or Messiah, or Anointed, and why I think they are wrong….
Now in Psalms, in the Torah, the first 2 Psalms do NOT say in the first line: a song of David. In the first two Psalms, we have no idea WHO is talking or writing the Psalms: also in Psalms 10…. but for the most part, ALL the rest of the Psalms are attributed to “Of David” or “Of Korah”. IN ALL Psalms “Of David” it is clearly stated in the first line…this is OF David….just like ANY WRITER he is denoting his authorship. The same goes for Korah. Yet in the FIRST TWO Psalms, NO ONE is noted. THEREFORE….LOGICALLY we do NOT know WHO the following scripture refers to…or is written about!
In the 2nd Psalm we find the scripture:
2:7 “I will tell of the decree; The Lord said to me, “You are My son; this day have I begotten you.”
IF this was referring to David himself….why would he say OF THE DECREE….unless he was talking about someone else. IF HE WERE talking about himself…he would of just said “I WILL TELL YOU, THE LORD SAID TO ME…..” THUS WE DO NOT KNOW who is speaking in this Psalm. WE CANNOT ASSUME DAVID was THE BEGOTTEN SON!
THIS is where I believe the Jewish people are misled, in NOT BELIEVING IN YESHUA as THE MESSIAH. But, that is only MY BELIEF!
ANYWAY…getting back to my original theory…Yeshuah also states IN THE GOSPEL OF THOMAS, in the Nag Hammadi texts: “Jesus said, where there are three Gods, they are Gods. Where there are two or one, I am with Him.”
To me this simply means, when Yeshua, Jesus, is with Him, He makes it three in total! Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
THEN IF YOU READ THE GOSPEL OF MARY MAGDALENE, from the Nag Hammadi texts
and REMEMBER…..JESUS LOVED MARY BEST!!!! She of all the Apostles UNDERSTOOD:
Chapter 4 (Pages 1 to 6 of the manuscript, containing chapters 1 – 3, are lost. The extant text starts on page 7…)
. . . Will matter then be destroyed or not?
22) The Savior said, All nature, all formations, all creatures exist in and with one another, and they will be resolved again into their own roots.
23) For the nature of matter is resolved into the roots of its own nature alone.
24) He who has ears to hear, let him hear.
25) Peter said to him, Since you have explained everything to us, tell us this also: What is the sin of the world?
26) The Savior said There is no sin, but it is you who make sin when you do the things that are like the nature of adultery, which is called sin.
27) That is why the Good came into your midst, to the essence of every nature in order to restore it to its root.
28) Then He continued and said, That is why you become sick and die, for you are deprived of the one who can heal you.
29) He who has a mind to understand, let him understand.
30) Matter gave birth to a passion that has no equal, which proceeded from something contrary to nature. Then there arises a disturbance in its whole body.
31) That is why I said to you, Be of good courage, and if you are discouraged be encouraged in the presence of the different forms of nature.
32) He who has ears to hear, let him hear.
33) When the Blessed One had said this, He greeted them all,saying, Peace be with you. Receive my peace unto yourselves.
34) Beware that no one lead you astray saying Lo here or lo there! For the Son of Man is within you.
35) Follow after Him!
36) Those who seek Him will find Him…..
ISN’T that just AMAZING! He is WITHIN us, we are WITHIN Him, IF WE CHOOSE TO BE!!!
The Father, THE SON, and the Holy Spirit! Why is it such a leap to hope we are HIS SONS!!! (and daughters)????
BUT MY FAVORITE OF ALL IS: “”The Sophia (Wisdom) of Jesus Christ”” also from the Nag Hammadi texts.
It is SO DEEP and amazing, I cannot BEGIN to pass on this WISDOM…but please go read it for yourself, here is a website I refer to and use in my own personal beliefs:
Enjoy, it is a phenomenal EYE OPENER!!!
The following scriptures are what lead me to believe that the Holy Spirit, the Ruach HaKodesh, IS the SOUL OF GOD, YHVH!!!
I know it’s not commonly spoken of in this way, so I listed off a few of my favorite scriptures for you to read, and take in yourself, so that YOU can make up your own mind……
Paul supposedly wrote Ephesians, Corinthians and Romans, possibly using a scribe since he was in chains…lol
Luke supposedly wrote Acts, and Matthew, the tax collector, supposedly wrote Matthew (although personally I cannot name one accountant I know who is also a writer…hehehe):
Eph. 4:4-6, “There is one body and one Spirit, just as also you were called in one hope of your calling; one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all who is over all and through all and in all.”
2 Cor. 3:16-18, “but whenever a man turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away. Now the Lord is the Spirit; and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is liberty. But we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit.”
Rom. 8:9, “However, you are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God dwells in you. But if anyone does not have the Spirit of Christ, he does not belong to Him.”
NOTE in the one above, the SPIRIT OF CHRIST is written, so … IF YESHUA, or Jesus, IS GOD ALSO, IN THE TRINITY, HIS SPIRIT MUST ALSO BE the same as GODS!
Matt. 10:20, “For it is not you who speak, but it is the Spirit of your Father who speaks in you.”
Rom. 8:11, “But if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, He who raised Christ Jesus from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit who indwells you.”
1 Cor. 2:11, “For who among men knows the thoughts of a man except the spirit of the man, which is in him? Even so the thoughts of God no one knows except the Spirit of God.”
Acts 5:32, “And we are witnesses of these things; and so is the Holy Spirit, whom God has given to those who obey Him.”
AND LAST BUT MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE…..
Matt. 12:32, “And whoever shall speak a word against the Son of Man, it shall be forgiven him; but whoever shall speak against the Holy Spirit, it shall not be forgiven him, either in this age, or in the age to come.”
Why do you suppose IT WAS UNFORGIVABLE to speak a word against the Holy Spirit??? I BELIEVE it was because IT WAS THE EPITOME of HOLINESS, and yes, GOD’s OWN SOUL! It is repeatedly said, GOD’s SPIRIT can dwell in us!!!
WHAT IS HIS SPIRIT, IF NOT THE ABSOLUTELY HOLIEST SPIRIT THERE IS????????????? THE HOLY SPIRIT!
It just makes sense to me, COMMON sense, which I have a boatload! Not much brain, just a lot of common sense. lolololol at least I think I do! So there you go, Doc, tell me what you think….grasshopper??? lol
From Deuteronomy 15-24
Today my heart breaks just a bit
as I read through the scriptures Moses said,
do not create any graven image,
be it made of wood or stone, of any tree
or beast or bird, the moon or sunrise across the world,
“of the likeness of any thing…
lest thou be led to worship
or serve them…
for YHVH hath forbidden thee, and He is
a consuming fire, even a jealous God.”
Because as an artist I create:
drawings, photographs and stained glass
meant to be looked at and seen
gazed through on a sunny day
to be light and bring joy in a dark world.
I’ve been walking with YHVH a few years now
taking one day at a time, discovering His Truth
trying to live my life For Him.
Wondering why for years my desire to write
has once again risen up in me taking over,
to be an author for Him, praying He gives me the words,
each day I try to compose something beautiful for Him
to hopefully touch one person, bringing them to Him.
So as I write this down, my heart aches deeply,
at the thought of leaving my art behind.
Is this Your Will, YHVH, Your desire for my life,
shall I walk away from making any graven images
again in my life, to possibly save a soul?
Is it worth my own, to express my art,
is it worth someone losing their’s while gazing at my art?
Could I be ending your life, by creating a piece of art
for you to gaze at on a cold winters day?
My confusion pours down like the rain washing
my windows, ripples of sadness unfold.
I knew of these scriptures, yet told myself repeatedly
it only applies to idols that you worship.
Look at my gravatar, of an unfinished piece with
Yeshuah on the cross. I DO worship Yeshuah.
But my soul whispers, NO IDOLS AT ALL.
I recently prayed for YHVH to send me a
new camera, so I could take pictures of His Majesty.
Within a week or so, a friend sent me a new camera.
Shall I continue to take photo’s, and just pray no one ever
looks at them in a worshipful way?
My pictures aren’t that great, I know, but still,
it’s a possibility,
someone may pray while gazing at one,
being inspired yet praying NOT to YHVH.
I love to write, for YHVH alone,
but for myself I must admit,
it spills from me in unspoken need
an unending urge, I must write to be complete.
Have I just discovered my true calling from Him?
Maybe I shouldn’t waste my time
trying to make a living by creating art,
but by creating the ONLY art YHVH wants to see.
Oh but it saddens me, deeply my friends,
to discover this Will of His Way.
I reach out again to the Holy Spirit,
to guide me on this path… and pray.
I woke up at 7 am with this song playing in my head…..Welcome Home… by Brian Littrell
The lyrics are, “welcome home you, I know you by name, how do you do, I shine because of you today, so come and sit down, and tell me how you are, I know son, its good just to see your face.”
At 8 am, my son called. This is about the 8th time now, that he’s come home, trying to walk away from meth. Each time, his visits get closer and closer, this last time, it has only been a month since he was here. He’s trying SO hard to quit. I know in my heart, it’s not possible to do it alone, but he refuses to go to a rehab. Each time he comes, he lasts for about 4 days, before he needs a fix. And off he goes back to living on the streets, doing what he has to, to get his drugs.
But each time he comes, he looks better, healthier than he did before. He was always a skinny stick man, I used to draw pictures of stick men and tell people this is my son…haha, but he was a skeleton, the walking dead in my eyes, just 5 months ago. His face is filling back out, he’s still skinny mind you, and can’t keep his pants up without a belt, but when he’s not wearing a shirt, his ribs aren’t poking out.
I pray almost every day for Michael, the Archangel, to protect him and fight his battles for him, because his life is so horrifying to me. Sleeping under overpasses, in flophouses with his drug friends, in garages; where ever he can find a bit of safety and rest. It’s usually only a few hours, before someone comes to run him off, but Michael has protected him many times now. I can tell you with every single bit of faith in me, that he’s saved his life repeatedly…because I ask Yeshuah for His help, almost daily.
He’s been stabbed twice now, once below his ribs missing all vital organs, and once in the neck, by drug dealers and who knows else, been beaten up repeatedly, and had an abcessed tooth that he put up with for almost a year, in horrible pain, until the tooth finally rotted out. At least it’s not infected anymore. And I thank YHVH for that too, for not allowing the infection to travel to his brain.
You may say to yourself that Michael wasn’t doing a good job, because he still got stabbed and beat up, but I will tell you this: He is still alive.
That is all I dare ask for. I know Michael is busy just doing that. Thank YHVH, he is still alive. I do daily.
But I don’t worry so much anymore. I can actually go several days without even thinking about him, because a few years ago, stressed out and desperately depressed over the whole situation, I finally GAVE IT TO YHVH. I gave it to God, as a seed, and prayed He would bring me a harvest. A week or so after that, he started showing up. At first it was one horrifying week of puking blood all over my house, then he went into a rage and left, and I didn’t hear from him for almost 5 months. Each time he comes home though, I hug him, I hold him, I tell him I love him, and we talk and talk for hours, until his poor aching head is empty of paranoia and the nightmares he’s been through, and then he sleeps. He can sleep for days on end, only waking up to eat and use the bathroom.
But each time he comes home, I can see, he’s fighting it. He’s getting better. Meth is a vicious fkng drug that literally kills brain cells. He’s never going to be the son he was when he first left home, but he’s going to beat this. I know it. I know Yeshuah is working in him. I also know Michael is protecting him, like I know my own name. So I don’t worry anymore. I just pray for him to be safe, and try to pray for more patience because YHVH is taking His time. lol I never did have much patience. So maybe this is my test, also, and not just my sons.
Either way, I can tell you this: don’t ever give up on a drug addict. They may not have the strength to walk away from it, but YHVH DOES! If you know someone addicted to drugs, PLANT A SEED. Each time you see them, do as I have: EVERY TIME my son called to ask to come home, I told him, “I love you, turn to God, and Not until you are clean for 30 days.” He would hang up of course, angry as usual, but he soon figured out, my warm SAFE home and food would not be available unless he was clean. It took an entire year of me telling him that, before he showed up sober, reasonably sober off meth for about 4 days, and wanted to stay with me. He lasted a week. Then he went back.
Just like this morning though, when he called to ask to come stay, I know he’s not sober for 30 days, but I don’t care anymore. I know YHVH has determined it will take a long time for him to walk away from it, and as long as he isn’t messed up when he comes, he’s always welcome. He goes now for about 2 weeks without, before he has to find a fix. Then after a few days off the wagon, he comes to his senses again and starts trying again. THAT IS the one thing I keep telling him: DON’T STOP TRYING TO STOP! Eventually, the days will mesh into one another, and he will walk away. I have faith…. in my son!!! And YHVH! Both are strong-willed, determined beings, who have their own ways of doing things. And I as a mother, cannot force either one to do my bidding. All I can do, is give it to God. So I did. Now I’m just waiting on the harvest.
I hope each and every one of you know how blessed you are by your healthy happy children. DON’T EVER take them for granted, or push them away in anger. NEVER! You never know, if they will come home again or not.
The Hebrew alphabet was written down in 10th century B.C. (1000 years before Christ came) ….The first written Bible was in the 1300’s.
A BIT OF HISTORY:
according to: William M. Schniedewind…..
By the time of the fall of Babylon in 539 B.C., and the return of the Jewish exiles to Palestine, the core of the Hebrew Bible was completed. The very language of Scripture changed as society became more textualized. Most tellingly, the Hebrew word Torah, which originally meant “teaching, instruction,” increasingly began to refer to a written text, “the Torah of Moses,” (also known as the Pentateuch) in the Second Temple period (530 B.C.–A.D. 130). The tension between the authority of the oral tradition and the written word, the teacher and the text, continued in the Second Temple period among the various Jewish groups. The priestly aristocracy controlled the temple library and the sacred texts. They were literate elites whose authority was threatened by the oral tradition. Both early Christianity and Rabbinic Judaism, which grew out of the lay classes, struggled with the tension between the sacred text and the authority of the oral tradition in the aftermath of the destruction of the Temple in A.D. 70. Although they acknowledged the authority of the written Scriptures, they also asserted the authority of the living voice of the teacher.
Christianity, however, quickly adopted the codex—the precursor of the modern book. Codices, with bound leaves of pages, appeared in the first century A.D. and became common by the fourth century. The codex could encompass a much more extensive series of texts than a single scroll could contain. In bringing together a collection of scrolls, the codex also defined a set and order of books and made possible a more defined canon. It was with the technological invention of the codex that the “Bible” as a book, that is, the Bible as we know it, first got its physical form.
according to: William Dever…
The Merneptah Stele, dated to about 1206 B.C.E. and now housed at the Cairo Museum, offers the earliest historical evidence of a people called Israel. So the Egyptians, a little before 1200 B.C.E., know of a group of people somewhere in the central highlands—a loosely affiliated tribal confederation, if you will—called “Israelites.” These are our Israelites. So this is a priceless inscription.
Some have argued that early Israel was an egalitarian society, that there was no social stratification. I’m not sure any society was ever really egalitarian, but there is a sort of egalitarianism in the Hebrew Bible: “Every man under his own fig tree, equal in the eyes of Yahweh.” It’s interesting that in these hundreds of 12th-century settlements there are no temples, no palaces, no elite residences, no monumental architecture of any kind. These are farming villages in which every household is independent. I think there is a kind of primitive democracy in early Israel, which is enshrined in the vision of the good life in the Hebrew Bible. These settlements are very different from the urban centers of the earlier 13th century. Something new is in the air, and I think this explains why other people join this movement. These villages will develop into the towns and the cities of the later state of Israel.
According to the biblical scheme of events, there was a United Monarchy for about a hundred years in the reigns of Saul, David, and Solomon. Then a civil war brought about the division of the country into Israel, the northern kingdom, and Judah, the southern kingdom. In 1993 an inscription was found at Tel Dan dating back to 840 B. C. E. . It mentions a dynasty of David. And on the Mesha stone found in the last century in Moab there is also a probable reference to David. So there is textual evidence outside the Bible for these kings of the United Monarchy, at least David.
according to: Melissa Salpietra…
The Bible describes King Solomon’s construction of massive gates in Jerusalem, Hazor, Megiddo, and Gezer. Archeologists have uncovered the ruins of structures fitting these descriptions.
NOW A BRIEF HISTORY OF THE DEAD SEA SCROLLS:
In 1947 in the Qumran caves the 7 Dead Sea Scrolls were discovered. Written on the scrolls are all but one of the 39 books of the Hebrew Bible. dating back to the 3rd and 2nd centuries B.C., they are the oldest copies of the bible as we know it in existence. Arceology has proven the stories and prayers were part of Israelite history long before they were written, the culmination of a long line of oral and written history of a defined people. 2 to 300 years before Christ was born; up to 68 years A.D.
If you ever get the chance, read through the Isaiah Scroll!
NOW A BRIEF HISTORY OF THE KING JAMES BIBLE:
according to: Dr. Laurence M. Vance
began in 1604; finished in 1611
47 men participated; of these they had a multitude of sources from which to draw from: “Neither did we think much to consult the Translators or Commentators, Chaldee, Hebrew, Syrian, Greek, or Latin, no nor the Spanish, French, Italian, or Dutch.”
(this seems almost criminal to me; no consulting with translators of Hebrew or Greek or even Semarian???)
The translators were organized into six groups, and met respectively at Westminster, Cambridge, and Oxford. Ten at Westminster were assigned Genesis through 2 Kings; seven had Romans through Jude. At Cambridge, eight worked on 1 Chronicles through Ecclesiastes, while seven others handled the Apocrypha. Oxford employed seven to translate Isaiah through Malachi; eight occupied themselves with the Gospels, Acts, and Revelation.
NOW A BRIEF HISTORY OF THE TORAH AND TALMUD:
In addition to the written scriptures we have an “Oral Torah,” a tradition explaining what the above scriptures mean and how to interpret them and apply the Laws. Orthodox Jews believe G-d taught the Oral Torah to Moses, and he taught it to others, down to the present day. This tradition was maintained only in oral form until about the 2nd century C.E., when the oral law was compiled and written down in a document called the Mishnah.
Over the next few centuries, additional commentaries elaborating on the Mishnah were written down in Jerusalem and Babylon. These additional commentaries are known as the Gemara. The Gemara and the Mishnah together are known as the Talmud. This was completed in the 5th century C.E. (common Christian Era, most of the Jewish people do not believe Christ is their Lord, so there is no A.D. anno domino or year of our Lord, although today there are Messianic Jews who do believe Yahshua was YHVH’s son).
The oldest Torah in the world is only 700 years old.
NOW A BRIEF HISTORY OF THE NAG HAMADDI TEXTS:
dated to over 1600 years old, written in the 4th century, they are the oldest written texts we have, not counting the Egyptian and Myan inscriptions on stone.
Containing over 50 separate texts, ie., the Apocalypse of Adam, Paul, Peter, James, and the Apocryphon of John and James. The Gospels of Truth, Phillip, Thomas! AND My FAVORITE…the SOPHIA (or WISDOM) of JESUS CHRIST!!!
I think no matter what beliefs you have, you owe it to yourself to read through some of these!
AND THEN….stop yourself and ASK yourself: Why were they hidden in the first place? Why were so many books left out of the modern-day Bible? ie, the Gospels of Mary, Thomas and Enoch?
AND BEFORE you come up with an answer, go and read them! Go and SEE FOR YOURSELF!
THEY ARE THE OLDEST texts we have concerning YHVH, (GOD), Yahshua, (YHVH’s Son) and the HOLY SPIRIT,
and it will ENLIGHTEN your Soul and Mind!
rocks crushing tenderness
rods and vines ripping reason
a searching look for peace
a mirror of disbelief
looking through the thorns
at the jealousy and spite
spewing from their eyes
a volcanic flow of baseness
their mouths breeding cruelty
arms flailing at inner loathing
rising misery erupting the horde
outwardly killing to the core
knowingly they slaughter
out of the rain she huddled beneath
His shoulders broad and kind
keeping her from drowning daily
enveloped in a prism of certainty
by His enlightened glitter
He knows who she will be at the end
letting her stay a child before
enjoying moments of: ahh kayaking
her neighborhood painted in His Glory
to Him she is, my dearest you
the Holy Spirit teaches her soul
on her knees
good morning world
the mystery of existence
in a hallowed, sacred whisper
then He unfurled….
He walks with me everyday
holding my hand
humming a tune
through mountains of clutter
rivers of blue
sunsets of dumping rain
and cloud filled news
never blowing me off
to tend to another
I always come first
He’s my true lover
that I have had in a long time. And I owe it all to YHVH!
If you ever think He won’t answer your questions or help you if you need it, please read my blog.
He is working in me daily, guiding me, teaching me, and rewarding me each and EVERY step of the way. My life is a slow motion reel about how YHVH can actually give you the life you dream of. HE IS… I am living proof. It seems like almost every time over the last 10 years that I have asked Him for something, really humbly asked, He has given it to me with in days!
What’s interesting to me, is how He always waits until the last moment, to change things. Why is that? Is it so we will be calling out to Him NON stop until the very last second of our drowning??? lol It makes me think He is….because that is how it always happens with me. Of course, I’ve been drowning for a very long time! ha!.
About 10 years ago, I was about to be homeless, and a nice man LOANED me his R.V. camper, so my son and I would have somewhere to live. He didn’t hardly even know me. Then when he needed it back, I was about to be homeless again, and in a two-week timeframe, I managed to buy a home. Just one example of so many miracles Yeshuah has given me, I could list them out all day, and may have to put them together in a novel some day soon.
But today, was incredible. He made 3 different things happen, that may have just changed my future for the better. Not only relieving HUGE amounts of stress from my shoulders, but 3 individual things, with three different companies, and OMG!!!!!!! Thank you YHVH!
He has just given me the first step into a life I love.
I hope EACH and EVERY ONE OF YOU HAD JUST AS WONDERFUL A DAY AS I DID!
And if not, please consider YHVH! God! Yashuah! What ever you need … HE WILL GIVE YOU!!!
YHVH BLESS YOU ALL!!!!!!! AND I PRAISE HIS HOLY NAME!
They died the eggs in BLOOD originally, to make them red!!!! Not in honor of Yeshua or YHVH, but Ishtar!!!!!
Check out this wee bit of history……and make up your own mind!!!
The first thing we must understand is that professing Christians were not the only ones who celebrated a festival called “Easter.”
“Ishtar”, which is pronounced “Easter” was a day that commemorated the resurrection of one of their gods that they called “Tammuz”, who was believed to be the only begotten son of the moon-goddess and the sun-god. In those ancient times, there was a man named Nimrod, who was the grandson of one of Noah’s son named Ham. Ham had a son named Cush who married a woman named Semiramis.Cush and Semiramis then had a son named him “Nimrod.” After the death of his father, Nimrod married his own mother and became a powerful King.
The Bible tells of this man, Nimrod, in Genesis 10:8-10 as follows: “And Cush begat Nimrod: he began to be a mighty one in the earth. He was a mighty hunter before the Lord: wherefore it is said, even as Nimrod the mighty hunter before the Lord. And the beginning of his kingdom was Babel, and Erech, and Accad,and Calneh, in the land of Shinar.”
Nimrod became a god-man to the people and Semiramis, his wife and mother, became the powerful Queen of ancient Babylon. Nimrod was eventually killed by an enemy, and his body was cut in pieces and sent to various parts of his kingdom. Semiramis had all of the parts gathered, except for one part that could not be found. That missing part was his reproductive organ. Semiramis claimed that Nimrod could not come back to life without it and told the people of Babylon that Nimrod had ascended to the sun and was now to be called “Baal”, the sun god.
Queen Semiramis also proclaimed that Baal would be present on earth in the form of a flame, whether candle or lamp, when used in worship.
Semiramis was creating a mystery religion, and with the help of Satan, she set herself up as a goddess.
Semiramis claimed that she was immaculately conceived. She taught that the moon was a goddess that went through a 28 day cycle and ovulated when full. She further claimed that she came down from the moon in a giant moon egg that fell into the Euphrates River.
This was to have happened at the time of the first full moon after the spring equinox.
Semiramis became known as “Ishtar” which is pronounced “Easter”, and her moon egg became known as “Ishtar’s” egg.”
Ishtar soon became pregnant and claimed that it was the rays of the sun-god Baal that caused her to conceive. The son that she brought forth was named Tammuz. Tammuz was noted to be especially fond of rabbits, and they became sacred in the ancient religion, because Tammuz was believed to be the son of the sun-god, Baal. Tammuz, like his supposed father, became a hunter. The day came when Tammuz was killed by a wild pig. Queen Ishtar told the people that Tammuz was now ascended to his father, Baal, and that the two of them would be with the worshippers in the sacred candle or lamp flame as Father, Son and Spirit.
Ishtar, who was now worshipped as the “Mother of God and Queen of Heaven”, continued to build her mystery religion.
The queen told the worshippers that when Tammuz was killed by the wild pig, some of his blood fell on the stump of an evergreen tree, and the stump grew into a full new tree overnight. This made the evergreen tree sacred by the blood of Tammuz.
She also proclaimed a forty day period of time of sorrow each year prior to the anniversary of the death of Tammuz.
During this time, no meat was to be eaten. Worshippers were to meditate upon the sacred mysteries of Baal and Tammuz, and to make the sign of the “T” in front of their hearts as they worshipped. They also ate sacred cakes with the marking of a “T” or cross on the top. Every year, on the first Sunday after the first full moon after the spring equinox, a celebration was made.
It was Ishtar’s Sunday and was celebrated with rabbits and eggs. Ishtar also proclaimed that because Tammuz was killed by a pig, that a pig must be eaten on that Sunday.
By now, the readers of this tract should have made the connection that paganism has infiltrated the contemporary “Christian” churches, and further study indicates that this paganism came in by way of the Roman Catholic System.
The truth is that Easter has nothing whatsoever to do with the resurrection of our Lord Jesus (also changed) Christ, His true name being Yeshuah.
We also know that Easter can be as much as three weeks away from the Passover, because the pagan holiday is always set as the first Sunday after the first full moon after the spring equinox. Some have wondered why the word “Easter” is in the King James Bible. It is because Acts, chapter 12, tells us that it was the evil King Herod, who was planning to celebrate Easter, and not the Christians.
The true Passover and pagan Easter sometimes coincide, but in some years, they are a great distance apart.
So much more could be said, and we have much more information for you, if you are a seeker of the truth.
We know that the Bible tells us in John 4:24, “God is a Spirit: and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.”
The truth is that the forty days of Lent, eggs, rabbits,hot cross buns and the Easter ham have everything to do with the ancient pagan religion of Mystery Babylon. These are all antichrist activities!
Satan is a master deceiver, and has filled the lives of well-meaning, professing Christians with idolatry.
These things bring the wrath of God upon children of disobedience, who try to make pagan customs of Baal worship Christian.
You must answer for your activities and for what you teach your children.
These customs of Easter honor Baal, who is also Satan, and is still worshipped as the “Rising Sun” and his house is the “House of the Rising Sun.”
How many churches have “sunrise services” on Ishtar’s day and face the rising sun in the East?
Please read the following info from this blog:
There is a compelling reason why the date of Easter changes:
As we know, Pagans worship the Sun the moon and the stars. In this worship they have many specific dates for each of their worship celebrations. When we look at how they worship the moon for example we discover why Easter has a new date every year. Easter, or “Astarte”Â as most modern Pagans call their “Queen of Heaven” and Scripture calls “Ashtaroth,” was proclaimed to be the wife of the Babylonian god Baal. The name Ashtaroth is also why the Vatican declares Ash Wednesday starts their Lenton season that officially ends on Easter. This same goddess was also considered to be the goddess of fertility. Therefore, when the earth was coming out of Winter death season, it stepped into it “fertile” Spring season. Pagans used the Spring Equinox of the Moon to signify the celebration of their fertility goddess Ashtaroth on this date. And yes, this evil activity anger the Lord God of creation.
Judges 2:11,13, â€œAnd the children ofÂ Israel did evil in the sight of the LORD, and served Baalim:Â AndÂ they forsook the LORD, and served Baal and Ashtaroth.â€
But how do they come up with a different date each and every year? Pope John Paul II actually clears that up for us quite nicely in a statement he made back in April of 2004
â€œJohn Paul II again proposed that” Easter, the central feast of the Christian calendar” is movable, as it is observed on the first Sunday after the full moon of the spring equinox,Â – VATICAN CITY, APRIL 11, 2004 (Zenit.org).article #ZE04041105
In other words, Easter has absolutely nothing to do with the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ our Lord, and everything to do with the Pagan celebration and worship of the moon goddess Ashtaroth!
One other point that may drive it home ever further with those you’re sharing this with is the fertility factor of Easter. Not only did the Pagan have sexual games this time of year, Pagans also placed many objects about their homes during this time of year that symbolize fertility. I’m sure many of you have already guessed what these objects are. That’s right, the Easter bunny and the Easter egg are also symbols of fertility. On the link I share earlier I go into far more detail regarding the bunny and the egg as well as dozens of other symbols if you need to share documented facts regarding their symbology.
So, with that being said, I hope and pray your look into the Easter holiday very carefully this year before hopping right into it as if it is safe to do so. After all, did our God not warn us long ago in 1 Kings 18:21, “How long halt ye between two opinions? if the LORD be God, follow him: but if Baal, then follow him.â€¦â€
So folks, think twice before you celebrate EASTER…..
Please DO YOUR OWN RESEARCH into the actual dates and events of PASCHA or Pesach, OR PASSOVER…..THE TRUE CELEBRATION OF YHVH!!!!!!
I don’t know about you…..
but I get REALLY tired of people trying to CORRECT me when I use swear words in my speech and writing.
SWEARING is NOT TAKING YHVH’S NAME IN VAIN!!!
READ the Scripture in Hebrew, if you are truly concerned for my soul or YOURS. BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY YOU HAVEN’T!!!
To take YHVH’s Name in Vain, does NOT mean you are sinning when you say,
“dammit!” or “Fuck You!” or even “Shit!” Although He does say, you will be responsible for every Word you utter.
NONE OF THESE ARE TAKING YHVH’S NAME IN VAIN!
Although I think it IS sinful when you say “God dammit!”, because you are basically yelling at God or blaming Him in some way, and also you are bringing what you refer to Him as His name to FALSE WORDS, nothing, empty, void, useless words: VAIN words.
Not TAKING YHVH’S NAME IN VAIN, according to scripture basically means to ALWAYS CALL HIM BY HIS RIGHTFUL NAME….which is YHVH! and SHOW REVERENCE! The Hebrew language and the Jewish people do not even say His name out loud, as it is SO SACRED!
His Name is written in the scriptures over 6,800 times as YHVH!
When Moses asked ‘God’ His name, He said, “I AM WHO I AM!” This was translated by Moses into 4 letters, Yod, Hey, Vav, Hey, or YHVH. He also said, paraphrased, “When I judge I am Elohim, when I am merciful I am YHVH.” Elohim being Creator of the Universe.
NOT God, or the Lord, or even Almighty God! These WERE SUBSTITUTED in the King James Version of the Bible! WHY would they do that, when YHVH’S 3rd COMMANDMENT is to NEVER TAKE HIS NAME IN VAIN?
IT IS ALMIGHTY YHVH! Heavenly YHVH! Son of YHVH, Yahshua! I think even today, we should be honoring HIS ALMIGHTY WISHES, and ONLY referring to HIM and His Son in this manner.
ANY OTHER MANNER is to TAKE AWAY from HIS HOLINESS! We should NEVER REPLACE HIS NAME with another!
Never take HIS name FALSELY, by saying “God told me this!” when he clearly DID NOT! This is the epitome of taking His name in vain.
Even if you use the word, God, you are STILL referring to YHVH, and telling a LIE! THIS IS commandment number 3 folks!!! in the top 3!!!
I do write a lot of FICTION stories and poems that depict YHVH speaking to me, or the Holy Spirit, but that is why it is called FICTION! It is telling a story that is MADE UP! It is for teaching, and is similar to a parable, lol, in my mind anyway.
HE does not give Himself nicknames! HE tells us repeatedly HIS NAME IS YHVH! Although over the years the actual pronunciation has been lost due to different language translations, this is about as close as we get!
THUS starting today, and forever more, I will personally try to NEVER again use any other word to describe YHVH, or Yahshua, other than their rightful names. This will be HARD for me, as I am so used to substituting the words God, and Father, and Lord, and Jesus….
but in MY WALK with YHVH, EVERY DAY I am learning to walk WITH HIM,
not behind Him, or running to catch up to Him.
I WANT TO BE BY HIS SIDE!
And I think this is VERY IMPORTANT to every person on the planet to understand this, I KNOW in my heart it’s important for me.
a wee duck told her one day as she sat near a river blue "Words are mightier than the sword soon you will be given the truth." she waited in the beauty for hours no inspiration came to her mind getting cold and soon shivering she left the Glory behind days went by, she hoped and prayed but nothing came from her fingertips then one day she felt a warm breath lean down and lightly kiss her lips her world changed from grey to green the sky melted into orange and red her heart pounded drums of Djembe even though He still wept and bled paused in awe, excitement to burst colors, scents and sights now flew she had every cast and tone she'd need yet none enveloped in a belt of true she knew the Way, she'd seen the Light she knew not to carve images above yet no words were given to her no thoughts of His Almighty Love sitting with her pen poised over paper looking out at pure clouds of white a face slowly appeared floating by with sun beams encircling His Light smiling at the loving look portrayed she wished she had her camera ready an unthought thought tickled her mind "Hear, my little girl," Said He "Write it out however you dream it up 'I Am the Truth, the Light and the Way My Blood and Breathe have saved you all!' that is all you should need to say."