God’s universe is truly amazing

May 1, 2016

God’s Mountain is coming to Earth. We read Revelation 21: 10-14, 22-23 in church this morning.

Rev 21: 10-14—The angel took John “in spirit to a great high mountain and showed me the holy city Jerusalem coming down from heaven from God. Its radiance was like that of precious stone, like Jasper, clear as crystal. Paraphrase:  It had twelve gates, three facing in every direction of the compass with angels stationed at each one.

Rev: 22-23 “I saw no temple in the city, for its temple is the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb. The city had no need of sun or moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gave it light and, its lamp was the Lamb.” [My underline].

I think John is describing a Dyson sphere. This is a huge shell of matter, at least 550 times the surface of the earth that surrounds a source of energy. The sun in John’s writing may be God himself. The twelve gates are where space ships arrive and depart. The glass city John saw was inside this sphere. What’s more, this sphere may be on its way to earth. We might call it Nibiru or the 9th Planet or perhaps a swarm of planetary enclosures around a single source in space, such as a Dyson Bubble. Does God travel around the universe in such a sphere? If so, we wouldn’t see it coming because the outside would probably be dark.

A number of people came up with this idea while writing science fiction stories years ago. Jesus has told me often that anything humans can imagine is already out there. Freeman Dyson suggested it in 1960 for a super technological society. He didn’t attribute the inner source of energy as God. But I wonder. When I saw God many years ago, God resembled such blinding light, brighter than the sun, that I could hardly fathom what I was seeing. I am sure God is not confined in any way, yet God may be the source of energy for what John witnessed.

We should remember how hard it would have been for a man of John’s time to view the modern events that we take for granted today. To him, our world wars and shooting air planes would have been unfathomable. A jar of pickles would have looked amazing to such a man. He was presented with many symbols for this reason.

I know John was carried in spirit just as I am in spirit when I travel with Jesus. What John saw was true, but hard for him to interpret and write about. (Some of what he saw may have been acted out by the angels or presented as symbols.)

Which brings me to democracy. I have thought about the 7 lampstands shown to John and reasoned that they represent the religions of the world but I could only come up with six major ones—Christian, Jewish, Buddhist, Muslim, Hindi, Sufi or possibly Shamanism. Now I believe the seventh lampstand is democracy. We don’t consider it a religion but God might. God gave us freedom of choice at birth and throughout our life. God even gave us the right to deny him.

I began reading some of Alex Tocqueville, who also understood democracy as part of God’s plan for society. He wrote Democracy in America in 1835-40 and had such a unique view of the American experiment with democracy that everyone quotes him. I wanted to know why, so began reading what he wrote. He wrote of a beautiful democracy that we are in danger of losing today. We need to work to get democracy back on an even keel. I suspect we may get help from some strange events happening in the sky and on earth. Strange enough to send more people back to God? Jesus tells me that every part of Revelation did or will happen. If we are lucky, the worst events will be scattered throughout many years and we will be able to handle it. Jesus also tells me that we won’t lose civilization.

This is one of my better paintings.

May 13, 2016

It felt so good to travel with Jesus this afternoon. I haven’t for a long while. I guess I was waiting for warm weather so I could sit on my swing and relax for our travel. I asked my friends if they wanted to join us and they did, so four of us and maybe a few more followed Jesus up the sky tunnel. It was my suggestion that we use the tunnel because it had been a while since I traveled and it would help orientate me. Everyone agreed even though some of them travel with Jesus at other times.

As we walked up the tunnel, I remembered the first time Jesus had showed me the sky tunnel. I remember the deep red mixed in with dark brown on the sides and that the tunnel was throbbing as if it were alive and I could feel its beating heart. This time was no different except the sides seemed smoother from the many hands that rub on the wood on our way up the tunnel. By now, the tunnel included huge open windows that children might lean out of to view earth below and numerous plants scattered here and there and birds. Over the years the tunnel has grown more beautiful with use.

When we reached the pinnacle and stood at the very top, we all looked towards Jesus to lead us on the next step. Sometimes I think of a color which helps me visualize where I am after that step, but this time I didn’t want to. I wanted it to be a surprise.

Jesus told me to close our eyes during the next step and I did. When I opened my eyes I saw a field of bright yellow below me. I was hovering in the air above a field of yellow flowers, seemingly made of glass, beneath my feet with a hot sun blazing from a cloudless blue sky.

I drifted closer to the ground and saw why we had hovered instead of landing in the flowers. Although we were in spirit, sometimes I slip into physical for a moment and that would not serve me well in this field of flowers. Each petal was sharp like a knife and shaped like a diamond. The glass-like petals glittered in the sun, but the stems looked to be soft and green like a normal flower on earth. I imagined the sharp petals were for protection like a rose’s thorns. Protection from what I couldn’t imagine.

Jesus said, “This planet is very similar to earth. It is pristine and almost absent of humans.”

“There are people here? Can we go see?”

“Of course. See that mountain range in the distance. We need to go over to the other side.”

We did this immediately and moved over large green trees and other types of fauna. We landed in very tall grass amid a scattering of trees that opened up to a clearing. The leaves on the trees looked sort of normal but were curled up. They looked pointed because of the curl. I think it was because the sun was directly overhead and blazing hot. Another defense mechanism?

We walked into the small flat opening of shorter grass to a shallow stream and there we saw the very beautiful person who lived on this planet. Her or his, I couldn’t tell, skin was green and shimmered as if it were composed of tiny metallic scales, scales with rainbow colors that reminded me of a fly’s wings.

Even though we were in spirit and invisible, the person walked up to us and greeted us with a nod. I nodded back and smiled.

“Do you live here?’ I asked.

“Yes.” The person answered. “But I wasn’t born here. We came here for solitude and intend to make this our home.”

We learned that the person was half human and from a far future compared to our earth today. The person along with a small group of similar people had teleported to this planet. They intended to live a simple life with only with what their small group could make and provide for themselves.

The person showed me its skin close up and told me that it was tougher than human skin which an ancestor had decided was needed in certain situations. Yet the person looked very human except its mouth had a slight protrusion around it like a muzzle. The eyes were large and magnificent and very human which made up for anything else less human seeming. (I didn’t take notice of clothing at the time, but think now that the person wore very little, if any.)

“Can we look around?” One of our group asked.

The being nodded and we walked to the edge of the clearing. There I saw a plant or flower almost as tall as me. It stood tall with a number of thick curls growing out from its front side. It was green with two yellow stripes on the curled side.

We were told that this plant was very useful to the group and they cultivated it. Next to it was a group of small round pink flowers that looked like an overgrown dandelion with the petals curled around itself.

“We planted this from our home world” The person said. “It provides us much nourishment.”

We were shown a grass enclosure where they kept a goat like being.

“Did this come from your home world too?” I asked.

The person laughed. “No. When we travel in spirit to a new world, we can only transport what we can put in our pockets.”

“I guess a goat wouldn’t fit.” We all laughed. We were told that they were domesticating this animal.

“So that means no cars or other machines?”

“Oh, it has been done, but at great effort, and hardly worth the labor.”

I could just imagine some person taking a million trips with their pockets filled with nuts and bolts and gears. It would truly be an awesome undertaking.

The person told us, “We use boats for transport. We make our own canoes which is why we settled next to this stream.”

Just then, two more people walked from downstream and greeted us. One was a deep blue rather than green but they all looked very human except for their tough, amazing skin.

I mentioned that when we came, we first hovered over a field of yellow flowers with sharp blades for petals. “I don’t see any here.”

“No. We don’t chose to have them grow here. The petals serve as good implements for cutting wood and tough fruit. If you push on a certain spot on the soft underside of the flower, it will suddenly drop its sharp petal. They deteriorate after a while, but are very useful to us.”

I saw a small brown furry animal run past through the brush on the side of the clearing and asked if they bread their goat for meat.

“Oh, no.” The person seemed shocked. “We get enough nourishment from what we grow and catch in the river.”

I felt ashamed of my question, but still I carried on with other questions. “So you don’t have any electronics or other modern implements?”

The blue person showed me something by its eye and explained that they had full communication and learning when they chose. Yet, they preferred solitude. There were a few other groups of people here like themselves on the planet, but otherwise, it was empty of intelligent life.

“What if someone comes here in some kind of ship?”

“We will enclose the world with a mental shield to protect it from intrusion, if necessary.”

This felt beyond even my understanding. I felt like John must have when he was taken to witness our modern air planes in war. It wasn’t easy to understand all that I was seeing and my ability to report it is limited. I had watched as my friends looked at things in different directions from myself. Each of us can only get a glimpse of what we believe we see. I so much wish I had a camera in my head that would take photos I could show people.

I was ready to leave as were the others. As we did so, Jesus told us that one day humans would colonize many planets, most of them in spirit form like these people, but not all. First would come exploration and physical colonization in certain sectors of space.

I think Jesus was assuring us that no matter what passes on earth, humanity will persevere and that eventually we will have an amazing future.

Earth or space-it is all utterly amazing

May 30

This morning as I stood on the mountain peak filled with God light the aura of light seemed to fill all of space in a swirling motion that grabbed us and held us together. We were joined in a unit of blissful love. Then it became our job to step off the mountain of God and share the loving light with others who haven’t found God yet.

I stepped into the center of Detroit. There, filled with an abundance of light, I turned around in a circle to send the light out as a huge bubble to enclose the city. I kept repeating my whispered thought, “No more baby killings.” I sent light into our police officers whose jobs can be emotionally distressing and also to the firemen who work hard to protect the city. I walked within the bubble of light and found a young man, angry at the world. He was among a group of other young people, all talking BS, all building up steam against the wrongs of life. I sent a ball of light into the center of the group and let it expand into each heart. My hope is to prevent a rash and stupid action. “You can make it better.” I tell the group. “Anger doesn’t work.” Of course they don’t hear me but their souls will feel the flood of light and maybe their youthful minds and hearts as well.

I also went to a young, skinny girl with long blond hair who seemed sad for some reason. “Don’t be sad.” I said to her. The day is beautiful. Look at the sky and the green trees how wonderful it all is.” She did smile. So I think she heard me and my hope for her well-being did have an effect.

This is the promise of meditation centered on God. We can gather up love and share it with others. All this is free. God gives it freely and the light keeps pouring into me as I send it out as if it were pouring in from the whole universe, and maybe it is. Actually, this love that gathers inside me is life as perfection, though, my mind is not perfect enough to accept its full essence. The love that pours out of me and others who meditate through God is more effective and life changing any of us are capable of understanding and it doesn’t discriminate. Like rain from the sky, God’s love pours in every direction. All I do is concentrate what is already given in certain directions.

The other day during meditation, I went to a few children in the hospital. It seems to me that children should be outside playing or in school, not lying abed in a hospital. Children should not get too sick. As for adults, I send in light because many people don’t reach for God on their own. They should. God light is like the sun, free for everyone. It hurts me at times that so many people don’t reach out for what God gives so freely. Because of God, I feel much loved. Contentment flows through my days because of this love and the knowledge that Jesus’ help is there whenever I need it. What a world it would be if everyone understood this.