The Theotokus of the Burning Bush

Good morning Papa, just reread your words to me yesterday. They are some of my favorites thus far and since You are still whispering them to me always I love them and return to them. Love you so much Papa and I offer up the pain in my abdomen to you Lord for the healing of my family. Lord they are broken partly because of my brokenness now heal them with your Divine Mercy, Love, Peace which my little pain joins in a magical exponentially growing tide that surrounds and buoys them and the whole world.

Yes son as we become more one with you our joy, pain, sorrow, love, mercy, peace, kindness and all our attributes mingle together, the iron of your flesh is in the divine fire and is finally beginning to glow ever so slightly, rejoice in this that though your body may flutter away over the next days, months or years like chaff in the wind, your soul is fusing into one with Us and all the Saints. The so called atheist that wrote Stranger in a Strange Land saw it but never caught the personal-ness of being joined together in communion where one most becomes their true self when joined together in unity with others, far from obliviating one's individuality it accentuates and bleeds brilliant color and light through each soul connected deeply to the divine. Imagine various precious stones drawing ever closer to the divine fire of love and how they grow in brightness yet like The Theotokus of the Burning Bush are not consumed. 

The Mother of God (Theotokus) and the 
Burning Bush both contained God but
Were not consumed

This is a beautiful image Lord and I feel like John Bunyan beholding these wonders one after another as you impressed upon him the images in the Pilgrim's Progress.

It is Our same Holy Spirit so it shouldn't be too surprising, no?

No… I am only grateful to finally be able to pay attention long enough to write it down, you have been whispering these beautiful stories to me for as long as I can remember but I've never been able to still the other horrible cancerous voices long enough to hear them. Thank You Papa, Jesus and Holy Spirit for shutting them up and freeing me from their tyranny. No matter what happens to my body may my soul always hear and see you Lord. I don't think I could bear the dark night of the soul that St. Theresa bore in order to identify with the forsaken and abandoned and unwanted souls, … at least not again, for I have already passed through that dark night and have come into an increased sense of Your presence and light. I never want to be so disconnected from your presence or be independent from you again Lord.

Then keep coming back son for I'm not leaving you. Or have I ever, I have always surrounded you.

Yes Papa, but I never want to be blind to that or deaf to your voice again.

And you shan't be son, completely trust me with this.

Just hold me tight Papa for I am poor, needy, weak and foolish, prone to distraction and recklessness!!! Burn those defects away with the fire of your love.

I am and I will as I hug you closer, trust me completely in this son.

I believe Lord, help me in my unbelief.

Amen

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[Bold print represents what Seb is sensing God whispering in the depths of his heart during his prayer time. Bold italic print represents what Seb is sensing a Saint whispering to his heart in prayer. NONE of this is to be taken as authoritative instruction for us all. Click here to learn more about what this type of two way prayer is and is not.]

I AM the Antivirus in Your DNA

Good morning Papa!

Good morning son! I've been watching over you tonight, just like every night since your conception, you and your whole family. I care for you and each person personally son. I am a God of three Persons and that relationality flows out to include each person ever created, each of you has a relationship with me though many are unaware of it. As the little booklet you used to have in your youth used to put it, it is your most important relationship. 

From the least aware to the most connected to the least connected… all of you have relationship with me. We are all connected now that the great unity has begun and I have taken on your very flesh as part of my being, part of my ‘is-ness’. This is why the River of My Mercy, Love and Peace will slowly and exponentially triumph over the death spasms and cries of those resisting. 

I AM the antivirus in your DNA

The antivirus is now in your DNA, it is there in the recesses of your souls and anyone at any time can tap into it and be set free to live in proper relationship with me and others, no longer slaves to the virus Mr. Smith, or the fear of death or the devil or whatever binds you. The Moody Blues song about the voice within, yes, good reference to this reality. 

My Incarnation completely altered reality for each of you, for the whole of humanity for all time and beyond time. And once again you are seeing that even so called atheists like Frank Herbert and so called heretics like Scott Orsen Card get the sheer stupendousness and the far flung implications of Me taking on flesh more than many who celebrate Christmas. I AM a personal God, more intimate with you than you can imagine. This is what all religion truly longs for. 

This is your longing for the mass as often as you can do it and this is why you have landed in the Catholic Church to, as your wife put it, give you as many options for experiencing that daily intimacy as possible. To meet at the star gate: My Mother and I fusing into one divinity and flesh and offering it up as bread and wine for the life of the world. This is the joy that you long for: to swim in the swirling river of light, love, mercy and peace always ever more connected with me and others who are connected to me. To be caught up in the whoosh and the ripples and the dance of that great and healing river flowing out from my side as a trickle of the most powerful healing magic ever known or ever shall be. You have indeed heard my voice in your friend Farmer Fred when he says “It’s About Light, and Growing in it”, way to listen.

Thanks Papa, it makes me happy to know that I have heard your voice some down through the years even when I was most broken. You never left my side nor did you ever stop whispering songs of love and joy and peace and comfort in my ears as You rocked me in your arms and rejoiced over me.

Lord I give You this day, may I please You in it moment by moment as I look to You for the next loving thought, word or deed. I give you my sick stomach and my cold too. I give you my body that is at war within and ask for peace and goodness to flow in it that I may serve others better. But not my will but thine Lord for many Saints served you well in spite of continual illness.. Grant me the grace to do the same.

I Am and I will son. Rest now.

Ok Papa, love you so so so much!

A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck??

A hug around the neck and a barrel and a heap!

Amen

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[Bold print represents what Seb is sensing God whispering in the depths of his heart during his prayer time. Bold italic print represents what Seb is sensing a Saint whispering to his heart in prayer. NONE of this is to be taken as authoritative instruction for us all. Click here to learn more about what this type of two way prayer is and is not.]

Kill Bill and Protecting Life in the Womb

Good morning Papa.

Good morning son.  Your heart is heavy about the Kill Bill movies because you fear expressing what you believe Quinten is trying to say.  You sense the truth that he is trying to convey about even some of the most hardened killers will go to extremes to protect an innocent child, that even they "the moment the stick turned blue" want to protect their unborn baby from harm.  Quinten is validating and praising this motherly instinct.  Furthermore he goes on to say that the grief she feels when she thinks that her unborn child's life was taken by those who intended to murder them both is not only real but worthy of rage and roaring and vengeance.  He even goes so far as to hypothesize the strange situation in which she is able to kill all the killers who she sees responsible for murdering her child and her friends and attempting to murder her.  Bud's words repeated twice in the movie "that woman deserves her revenge…. And we deserve to die" do speak loudly for the wrath that is being kindled both in creation (Mother Earth) and Me (Father  Sky) for the endless unjust killing of 125,000 innocents that goes on daily.  Creation groans to be delivered from so staggering a crime, for Mother Earth, like Beatrix Kiddo, can feel the grief deeply, and unlike her children, she doesn't forget but remembers them moment by moment and it is a continual insult to her motherhood and to all motherhood. 

Son, though you are feeling the weight of this crime deeply right now,  you fear speaking about your sadness because the last time you did to your family you were met with nonchalance from your son who sees it as a valid form of population control, annoyance from your daughter who tried to justify it some other way and annoyance from your wife for bringing it up again. Even when you explained that you weren't angry with anyone, that you weren't trying to horribilize any of the perpetrators of the 70 innocent hearts that are wrongly stopped daily in your state alone, you were met with a silence that was loud in your ears, for you were bringing up the unspeakable.

Son, I used Quinten to send a message to you all.  Quinten is skilled at depicting the graphic reality of your culture of death in its current form and he is not afraid of ironically juxtaposing it with with your hypocrisy.  He relishes showing these ironies in any way he can.  I have made Quinten a modern prophet for your generation .

Your response to it is not wrong.  Wanting to talk about it is not wrong.  Wanting to do something about it is not wrong.  

Despair and despondency are wrong.  Forgetting My Divine Mercy, Love and Peace in spite of even this great injustice is wrong.  

The blood and water flowing from my side combines with all those who suffer, especially the innocent lives taken daily, I am one with their suffering and I transform  this river into mercy and healing in each Divine Instant .. Completely trust me even in this son as you go to explain this to others.  Allow my love and mercy to flow through you no matter how many lives are taken daily.  Dwell in my peace son.

I will try Papa, but I need You so much, I am powerless and distracted by the waves around me once more.  I look to Your beautiful face now Lord Jesus and I take the hand You offer me through the water once more.

I love You Papa, Jesus and Holy Spirit.

We love you son, go in peace.

Amen.

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[Bold print represents what Seb is sensing God whispering in the depths of his heart during his prayer time. Bold italic print represents what Seb is sensing a Saint whispering to his heart in prayer. NONE of this is to be taken as authoritative instruction for us all. Click here to learn more about what this type of two way prayer is and is not.]