Belief, Manifestation, Hope

Thank Christ and thank the world.  They told us He would come back, and the manifestation is ongoing; we're making it happen, looking for the joy of the world to return.

"Not as I would, but as thou would."

Our thoughts and actions are Christ incarnate in an otherwise indifferent world; as is said in the words, we have the power by faith to move mountains.

Our mountains are are so much of our own thoughts, our perceptions of our present boundaries within the flesh—though in lesser moments we may point our fingers and give attributions to things around us. Of things around us piercing the enveloping of our mystical foggy moments of Divine Contemplation—that would be the work of Lucifer, the subtle one—you may imagine a character with cartoon horns and an evil laugh. That much, that personification like the rituals of old, that we shed-off what was previously within ourselves and figuratively, we damage, inflict and destroy our own worst motives.

Not to say Lucifer doesn’t exist—but it would seem to be a limitation to Lucifer, that in the flesh world, he only has the power to motivate our desires.

That in the greatest of evils, he causes a person to lump guilt on oneself such that we condemn ourselves, in the final analysis.

That guilt is in opposition to the forgiveness available in God and Jesus.

That guilt is not the mentioned “life and life more abundantly” that Jesus imputes, but a cause for us to hide from the world—to put our light under a bushel. And if that bushel was to catch ablaze, then the damage we see or feel is only our own physical making.

the Christian,

mystic,

contemplative,

the monk

the merely “spiritual”

the initiate/beginner:

are the cause and hope of those lost (that they come to belief)

observers of the originator (as the believer’s own cause and hope)

Awakened to a Lively Hope:

The clouds this morning parted like a curtain as the sun neared breaching the horizon; it was cosmic, almost miraculous, almost too perfect, and left in the sky after were joyous downy wisps.

“Be prepared to give a reason for your hope, but do so with gentleness and respect.”

“…He removed the scales from [Saul’s] eyes...”

Indeed, if we believe in more, then there is something more to be serviced than a fixed object of belief, and it is reflected, filtered into our words, that there is something set and real in the universe, and all is not a dream--

However, in the flesh form, is not truly--communion with God--a walk into a fog of sublimination empowered by faith, trust and love?

The end of harvest, in many quarters, with fields turning empty, and many farms turning-in, anticipating the winter season: 

Historically, there are harvest festivals, in celebration, along with each having its own traditions, such as bonfires and things.

We have to stop worshiping the past sometime, and then killing ourselves for the future; these things accounted for, the future then begins to occur before our very eyes, bloomings, and leaves turning—hearts loosening boundaries, minds and attitudes changing.

We will have known heaven spiritually, but the physicality will be transposed into eternity in whatever form, at the end of Christ’s foretold harvest. When the last possible human believer turns his mind and heart to God, the music stops and the harvest is complete—”well done, good and faithful servant.”