WE keep talking about spirituality, especially Christianity, on my FB pages.
When I was in my early 20s, I had one of the prophetic visions that have marked my life.
I dreamed that I was sitting in a great coliseum. All around me, at various levels, were groups of people, clearly organized into little cells. Caught up in their own interests, hey talked with one another but didn’t pay attention to others in the building.
That was my first observation.
I continued to watch, as is my nature. Off in obscure parts of the structure, I began to observe angels. They were stooping to set little fires, hardly noticeable at first, but fires, nonetheless.
“Odd,” I thought. “Why would angels set fires in a coliseum where people were packed in like sheep in an enclosure?”
The fires began to take off. Still, few paid attention to the dangers growing all about them.
I realized that I had to leave the coloseum.
So I found the exit and walked outside to green pastures along a beautiful river. The sun shone brightly. Flowers bloomed everywhere. Along the banks, I walked, stopping to talk with various, friendly people, who greeted me, talked, and invited me to sit and chat, enjoy the day, and picnic with them.
The 23rd Psalm came to mind:
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’ sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.
As my life has progressed, I believe what I have come to call the culling continues. All who truly wish to wake up and see the dangers of living in artificial constructs, theological and philosophical systems—those who choose to to walk into the light, will find true communion with others who have woken up and “come out from among them.”
There’s really no other way, no other path, no matter what your understanding of God is. No matter what you call him/her/it. That isn’t what’s important, in my opinion. God is God. If you seek God, you will find God—and God will find you. You will learn the lessons you need to learn in this life, this time, this place.
I follow Jesus to the best of my understanding because he early appeared to me.
It’s not up to me to tell you who to follow because you must do what rings true for you. Your soul is competent if you seek to be true to it.