Spiritual Gifts I remember this Sunday School I used to walk to because I was fascinated about learning about the divine more. Mother was deeply spiritual and loved Yeshua, but was raised by my great grandmom who practiced magic within PA Dutch it came down, quite interestingly. My dad was an atheist, but I felt the Spirit, felt other people, I had the word of knowledge, spoken of in the Bible, but they call psychic, evil just cause of a word that means soul, but it is a real spiritual gift no matter the label, But, going around to places where they said my senses and abilities were evil, when I knew they were of God. And, wow, what a weird time to grow up in the way I did. Having fundamentalists that carried GOD HATES... signs telling me the spiritual gifts were not for today (oh, we do not need healing any more?) Said only the King James allowed, so I studied it, but also studied exhaustively through schools, universities and seminary studying in the originals, and they think the goofball King James is good? No translation is better than the closest to the source. I could spend the rest of my life showing you errors in text all over the place, and the wars it caused, over nonsense. LOVE! It comes down to a word, LOVE. That is it man, While I was serving spiritual gifts to love people in hells on Earth, like we are actually taught to do, they call me evil, In India, helping out people with real love, and the Catholic priest told them I was with the CIA, so I got interrogated for fourteen hours by their CID, and they put me through a total of thirty six hours of sleepless time, in sweltering heat, making threats to send me right back if I did not cooperate, Just here to love people? Impossible. Oh yeah, the Sunday School, The teacher said, }would any of you actually step in front of a gun to save my life? I burst out, without raising my hand, Of course I would! I had no doubt, I played the hero role of what I would do if anyone pulled a gun on someone else routine fantasy in my head, along with running into blazing buildings, and all that crazy stuff, when I was four, And, I have served as intended, in the military through torture, through the brutalities of loss of a son, loss of sooo much in life, leukemia, well, tons of stuff., Jaws kicked off and wired shut, teeth smashed on ice. Blind in left eye from a bad fight, Spine pieces missing and nerve damage, Man, we roll on and roll on and roll on, and drop dead, and they zap us back, and drown, and they revive us, fall from a high tree, and a guy catches me by chance cutting his bushes with an electric hedger, Become a paraplegic, and an angel gets me to trauma level one where a boatload of doctors work quickly and they get me on a new steroid,, and I am dancing, We roll and roll, through divorce after loss of career after loss of son after disability, after, and it rolls on and on, And when all is gone, and loving souls love you crazy strong over Facebook, and one girl, a strong woman, came here an married me the day I died of a heart attack and they thought I was a goner when they could not get my 100 percent blocked dead heart to go without surgery,. Only lasted half a week, but not her fault, I am a tad hard to live with as I am very different. But, my current wife, she moved here almost right afterward after my second heart surgery of the summer, but third of my life, and married me immediately, as I have this whole thing about belief in marriage. And, she saved me, and I saved her, And her love inspired life back into me. And, I am feeling great. I mean, extremely loved and appreciated, People like my stories, rhymes and chimes, and we are going to be finally making some dimes again. We are starting an aromatherapy business doing the ancient mixing skills wit the real deal stuff, but new novel, improved and exciting products you will love, that will heal and bless many, And, I do not care about fame, money for me to horde earth to me, power, subjugating or manipulating, and certainly not creating more harm to people swamped in hate and harm, But, you try to love people and everyone thinks you must be evil. You actually try just simply getting rid of everything rich man, and bless the poor, and follow the loving way, and wow, life turns golden bright with delight and love all over the place with the magick we are meant to use, from the divine, where else? I mean seriously? You think miracles are evil, and doing what we were taught to do, which I can confirm works, healing a dude they said would die that night, by putting a hand on him, and surprised when heat came down my arm, and he was up dancing in church on Sunday. I was embarrassed that it exceeded my faith. I doubted I had any effect at all, until I saw it happen. Mustard seed. Takes little faith, not much JUST ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY DO IT< AND LOVE WITH IT. Have I been before the throne room? Yes! Have I seen hell, the second death? Yes. Have I been to the underworld and remember it? Yes. All these things are so, and friends who saw me in each of these locations, will confirm we saw the same exact things, and experiences together, So, I will not lie and say I do not have these gifts, and I will not tell you that I can not prophesy, when you all know I have. You can call it evil all you want, cause that is just what they always do,
Posted on: Wed, 03 Dec 2014 11:32:54 +0000
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