11/1/14

My morning was instructive. I always learn when I teach, which pleases me. While meditating, I went across the globe to India to a young boy who was hard at work with a needle and some kind of yarn. I think he was being forced through circumstances to work for money to take home to his family. He was day dreaming as he worked, and with Jesus at my side, I went to him and showed him how to direct his mind to go to different places. We first walked up the side of a huge, wide tree that was twisted around with smaller wooden vines. As we climbed up higher, the tree turned into the sky-tunnel and we stepped inside. I showed the young man how to feel the pulse of the essence of the tree-ness that makes up the sky tunnel. At the top, we saw the shinny bright moon and stepped out to stand upon its surface. The young man was surprised it didn’t shine where we stood. I laughed because the moon is just dust and rock and nothing much worth seeing, but then we turned and looked back at the wonder of the blue earth.

I explained to the young man that with training he could step off the sky tunnel to anyplace he chose on earth and showed him how but taking a step with him back to where he still sat hard at work. I asked him if he’d ever been to the ocean. He hadn’t so this is where we went next. We stood on the edge of a boat and watch fishermen pull in a large fish from the deep blue water of the sea.

It was all exciting to the young man. Then I took him to gather with us on the mountain explaining to him that all of earth is God’s mountain, but I liked the white snow and bare rocks of high mountains beneath blue sky as the best place to call on God. He enjoyed this place too because he’d never stood on snow before. Although we couldn’t sink our bodies into it, we could view mountains of snow as far as our eyes could see which seemed almost forever.

As we stood with the others, I called too the young boy from the refugee camp who had walked with me the other day and then to a young American Indian girl and boy who had also joined us not too long ago. As I called them, I realized that these young people were the ones Jesus had picked to represent their people and that the group of us older ones were to teach them what we had already learned. Then other youngsters, who I did not know, also came from different continents, South America, Africa Australia and various islands. I realized that Jesus had called all these young ones as a second wave and also any other people who chose to gather upon the mountain.

All of us stood, our spirits mingled together, holding hands, as we called upon God, each one in their own way and language, to fill us with invisible love-energy and compassion. God sent so much light into us that each of us glowed as if in an x-ray that then flowed out form our body’s center and hands.

At this point, we showed the young men and women how to walk among their own people to carry and spread the light from God. We explained that this would spread feelings of goodness and well-being. In short, we taught them as Jesus had taught us. Jesus was with us at this time but allowed us to do the teaching. I also explained that the results may not show up right away because compassion and empathy was a quiet gift but that God’s light could spread and eventually make people whole.

I also explained to them that they could use the gift of spirit to travel anyplace in the world they wanted to see. You can explore caves and deep oceans and view different people in just moments, even walk invisibly through large crowds of people.

“In other words,” I said to them, “You can have fun, in between spreading God’s light.”

I added this because young people need to have fun and this would be a new way for them to do so. I certainly had fun teaching this morning. Jesus is not a hard task master. We are all children, in his eyes.

11/4/14

The 23 Psalm we read in church Sunday for All Souls Day said God will give us rest in green pastures, a repose from our labors, comfort in God. This is a promise I finally understand because I know one day I will take a rest on Angel World in between the different life chores Jesus has set out for me. I know where I came from and where I am going. This belief and philosophy has broadened out since I first realized the truth of this. I once thought that a life repeated for Jesus was gift belonging to only a few select individuals such as the apostles, and maybe it did begin that way. Then as my thoughts wove through people in history I had to include that many more people through the ages, saints and heroes and explorers of knowledge must also have repeated life.  Now, I have come to the realization that this gift of life and rest then life again may pertain to all people who have great faith in God and who try to live by that faith, and that this is true no matter by what name they use for God. Now, I think I need to add another group of people to the list, those who don’t have faith now but who will attain faith later in their lives. Jesus has promised me that they will come to know him.

Jesus smiles as I put this down in writing. He knows the truth of it, it is what he came to earth to do, draw all people to him so they may have life. Most of us know Jesus gives life. What we didn’t know is how many times we might follow Jesus back into a new life to do a specific job if he asks it of us. The number may include half the human race or more—the mustard seed eventually grown in to a very huge tree indeed spread out upon the earth. This may not include everyone because some get turned from the task set before them and walk the other way. I don’t know what happens to those who fail, their fate is between them and Jesus.

I do believe that all it takes to be included in Jesus workforce is to love God. Then when your chore is done, you go home where you belong to take a long deserved rest. But think about it. Earth will last a long, long time, millions if not billions of years and Jesus, who can walk through time as if it were pages in a book, has need of many helpers throughout all the different ages of humanity. Most people want to go to heaven, but even heaven would get tiresome to any thinking human unless it included a challenge and what better challenge than a new life? After you have lived a full life and are enjoying a long deserved rest from your labors, if Jesus comes to you to say he has a role that needs to be filled in a certain time or age, what would you do? Any of one of us would agree to step back into life for Jesus.

I know for a fact that I would, that I have many times and will again until the God’s kingdom is finally won. Each time Jesus asks us to do a job, we punch in for a time and then punch out to go home and rest until we are asked to help once more. I doubt if we have the same type of character for each life lived. We probably aren’t meant to know we have lived different lives or which specific traumas we faced. Although I believe this theory to be true, I am not sure I accept the usual labels attributed to the theory of rebirth because I believe each next life we live isn’t based on our own fate but on a choice or where we are needed next.

So my current philosophy is that all of us have some kind of job, small or large, to do before we leave to take that long promised rest, but before long, we will be willing to jump back into the fray. Perhaps this is why Jesus has taken me on travels into the future, so I could write about it for everyone because we will all be a part of that future whether we know it or not. We all contribute to the mustard seed grown huge, the continuance of humanity and the eventual perfection of God’s kingdom.

11/7/14

The movie I put in the player turned out to be a horrible, so I grabbed an old dvd to watch, God on Trial. I knew it would be hard to watch so I asked Jesus to sit with me. Jesus did stay with me and said he’d comment at its end. The PBS Contemporary Masterpiece is about a group of men at Auschwitz in a bunker waiting to be called to their death, Many of the men are learned and well educated. The man acting as judge really had been a judge. In fact, we learn that he didn’t even know he was a Jew until the year before when they came for him. A number of men gave testimony. One man told how the soldiers tried to make him choose between his three boys which one should live. We watched as some men were taken to get their head shaved until all the men were dirty, shaved and meant to be reduced and demeaned. One man said they needed the Torah present if God was to be on trial. A rabbi and scholar knew the Torah by heart so was chosen to speak certain verses. Other men gave opinions. One said they should put God on trial for murder. The judge said it was God’s Covenant with his people that was on trial. Did God hold up his part of the bargain. Some men passionately defended God but others just as passionately argued the opposite. The question arose again and again how could a benevolent God allow such evil. Their final verdict was that God was guilty. Yet, as they stood in the gas chamber, they did the only thing left to do—they called out to God.

“As did I,” Jesus said to me.

Jesus had stayed next to me as I cried off and on through the movie and promised to comment at its end. His own suffering was his statement. Jesus meant that God is greater than any single event in our history. God walks through the past, but also walks in the future of our earth. We are being honed and shaped towards a excellence we can’t understand. The Covenant was not abolished, not finished. The horrors of the Holocaust have ended but love for God and love from God remains.

I think this is what Jesus wants me to write. He looks on as I write it. He doesn’t tell me what to write, only that I should. I have learned that even the Jews had cause to rethink and question the Torah by the time the Holocaust was over. They had to take a new plunge into the deep waters of philosophy to rediscover God’s purpose for them. What happened was so horrific that one wonders how something like that could happen in our modern world, but Jesus says evil will rise again and again. We ask how and why because the pain is too much to bare. Just as slavery was too much to bare, yet it was born on so many million of backs it shaped the victims and aggressors alike deeply. Can or should such evil ever be forgotten?

We don’t know but maybe we humans grow in strength through many severe trials, become less immature, or learn such deep lessons that we never forget so evil can’t repeat in exactly the same way but must take a different path. The writer of God on Trial brought out all these questions about why and what God’s purpose might be, yet even after some found God guilty, they prayed beneath the shower heads filled with gas and death.

I personally understand now. I know now that death is a mere pause in a soul’s journey, a journey that will never end. Death is a restful interlude beside still waters, a surcease of sorrow before we make a choice to live again for God’s sake, to make a new mark in the world. We go on forever to help God shape the universe because the greatness of God is bigger than we can ever know, as is His mercy.

Note—On another level, watching about the holocaust reminds me of how people’s minds were turned around until good became evil and evil good. The Nazi soldiers and workers were told how admirable it was to think of the Jews as not worthy of life or sustenance. This same attitude was widespread during slavery. Now, with money taking over America, as it has been doing for the last 30 years, I hope and pray that we can keep our values in place. I hope we remember the worthiness of people, of each person’s right to a warm home, nourishing food, electricity, water and safety. Employment could insure people have these necessities of life. As of now, the reins of government have been taken over by leaders with great money and power, including the influence of owners of companies and corporations whose obligation it is to create jobs. It remains to be seen what they will do, or not do for the people and how history will remember their time in office.

“Displaced by Storm”

My latest painting

11/17/14

There is a lot going on in politics that I don’t care about because I am disgusted with it all. Yet, I feel the need to stick up for the President and his decision on immigration. I believe that he makes most of his decisions based on what is best for the American people. I admit I don’t understand all the ins and outs of immigration but I do know that I would like to see families kept together, however that can be achieved. I see a mother or father being pulled away from young children and sent back overseas as unnecessary, disruptive, and the opposite of good. I see a young child having suffered greatly through trials to get to our shore only to be turned away and sent back as damaging and unloving.

I know we must find a balance between acceptance of immigrants verses filling our country with too many people who shouldn’t be here. I know we must be ever watchful of terrorists and other bad elements, but allowing immigrants to work does just the opposite. It gives good people hope. I even think most immigrants should be allowed to become citizens. If they can’t, at least allow the parents and children to stay together.

11/22/14

Jesus has told me, just recently, that he is visiting a few refugee camps in the Middle East. I am sure Jesus walks as one of them and will encourage others to supply what they need. Yet, I can’t help wonder who needs Jesus’ presence the most, poor refugees or rich Americans. It seems like we’ve lost the ball somewhere along the line and have strayed far from where we should be. Oh, well. I got off the subject.

What I wanted to says is that when Jesus visits the earth physically (He has off and on throughout our history) he doesn’t walk around as a Christian but honors what ever religion is practiced in each place; besides, Christianity didn’t begin until after his death. I suspect that when Jesus does walk around amid the people he learns much about the new religious cultures that have sprang up since his last visit.

I know the idea of Jesus visiting the earth as a physical person is against orthodoxy, yet it is true and has always been true. There have been instances of Jesus visiting certain saints and appearing and disappearing in their presence. Except for such instances, Jesus has kept these visits secret and with good reason.  Before modern times, how could we humans understand how a man who died could visit us again throughout our history. Today, we can at least imagine that such an event might be possible, our movies are full of space/time travel, although we still don’t understand the possible mechanism used.      

I suspect it is far still beyond our ability to comprehend. About a year ago, I jokingly suggested that Jesus came from a place without time, God’s Armada of Worlds, and then aged slightly as he traveled here to earth. Jesus was so delighted with this notion he laughed joyfully. I gathered from his laugh that the idea wasn’t exactly true although he enjoyed the notion tremendously. So to sum up, although Jesus spirit is always with us, he visits as a physical person at times, perhaps every hundred years or so, although we don’t know when or how. If we doubt such a possibility, we should keep in mind that even in the New Testament it is written that Jesus said he was a king who come here from a different realm.