“Do you know Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior?
Is he Lord of your life?
Do you have the assurance that
You are going to heaven one day?

If your answer to any of these questions is NO, or I don’t know, please ask Jesus into your heart and life right now by praying this simple prayer in faith.

Father, I know that I am a sinner but you said that if I would confess that I know I have done wrong, You would forgive me.  I know that Jesus is your Son, that he shed his blood and died to wash my sins away and He rose again and is now sitting at Your right hand.  Please come into my life and be my Savior.  Make me whole and make me new but most of all, teach me to love, not as the world loves, but the way You love.  In Jesus name I pray these things. Amen”

Is anyone else slightly uncomfortable after reading this?  I believe we should be.  If you are not, than I believe you have become completely desensitized to the gifts of Wisdom, Reasoning and Free- Will that God has granted.  Sheep amongst a heard of Religious Jargon.  Accepted empty words and idol threats in the place of Faith.

‘The road to hell is paved with good intentions.’

I was born with what I now call a ’spiritual longing’.  I was not taught of God, But the only thing I have ever truly wanted was to feel his connection.   I had an innate sense for things that may not have been of this world.  I don’t remember my family practicing any particular organized faith.  Shortly after the death of my grandmother, my mother picked up some metaphysical practices.  These included psychics, out of body experiences, deep meditations incorporating chakras, astral projecting and other tactics for ‘connection‘.   I myself began to study any faith or science I could find looking to fill my hole of longing.  I was pleased to surround my people with diverse spiritual practices ranging from pagan through Buddhist to list the well known.  When I found no relief in any of their practices I studied Quantum Physics, believing I was ‘miscalculating the spiritual’ and that Science would somehow explain this desolate desire I possessed.  But ultimately I felt that I was part of an epic tragedy,  like Persephone being siphoned to Hell. I ultimately had a notion that My spirit was from some other plane of existence.  After all there are 7 that we know of?  Is it so hard to believe that perhaps there is life within any of these?… and I had been cast down to this world, bond by emotions, feeling and death because I was meant to learn something I had not yet realized, before I could go home again.   I would have dreams where I appeared as a single shooting star in the black sky.  One more star would always find me in the void.  I would converse; ‘There you are”.  I would say in expectance. “I’ve been waiting for you, please don’t leave me again.”  The dialogue was always the same, and I always woke up into this reality, again…

My mother eventually met a man who ‘led her to Christ’ and she was soon ‘Saved’.  It was only a few years before I followed her lead.  I had spent so much time searching.  She seemed happy.  Her life seemed to be coming together, and she stopped questioning.  I wanted that.  Above all I just wanted to rest and be cared for.  I believed becoming ‘Saved’ was the answer.

Within weeks of being baptized I literally transformed into a person that was borderline intolerable.  I thought I was a ‘Good Christian’.  I changed how I dressed, I needed to be respectable, I was a ‘child of God now’, God adopted me into his family for Christ sake.  I was sure not to swear or use God’s name in vain.  I broke up with my longtime boyfriend because we were ‘living in sin’.  I read the bible daily.  I prayed, listened to ‘Christian’ music and attended several bible studies a week.  I shared ‘the good news’ with my friends, or really anyone who gave me a chance to speak.  I threw out all my old books containing different faith basis, I didn’t want to place anything else before ‘my God’.

To my surprise, even in all these efforts, I felt even more lost and desolate than ever before.  No matter what I did to be a good Christian woman, the truth was, I was still just as lost.  I held faith in the teachings of people instead of the wisdom God planted within the person I am.  The truth is, I have always seen and known God.  You have too.  What is your concept of God?

As I see it;

We are made in the Image of God.  We Are Made In The Image Of God.  Combined, We Are Made In The Image Of God.  It seems as though we are each tiny facets of what makes up a gianormous collective consciousness of what God is.

I believe Jesus is the Son of God.  I believe we are ALL sons and daughters of God.  Not just Christians.  Have we so little faith, in the creator and creation of the universe, that we believe he can only appear through one faith?  Are we that vain?  Maybe we should stop trying to figure out semantics and religion and allow our lives to be brushstrokes of creation.

The only entity with any assurance of what happens after death is GOD.  We can do everything in our power to rebuild ‘the tower of Babel’, but it will continue to fall.  I believe we will be reunited with the source (God), in death.  I also understand that God would like to be fully un masked here, now.  It seems impossible to allow that to happen while were still consumed by selfish motives.  Yes, I believe that acting in a way ‘to get to heaven’ is selfish.  Do the right thing, because it’s the right thing.

Not everything is black and white.  God created everything!  He is the ultimate balance, yin yang, alpha omega, masculine feminine, good and EVIL.  ‘Praise God in the good and the Bad.’  I have found, the only way I can attempt to do this, is to realize that God is present within what feels good and what feels bad.

Confession is a release and admittance.  Repentance is wanting to turn away from something.

If we are not living life comfortable in our own skin, in who we are we are by very nature committing an ultimate sin in not appreciating the perfect creation we are.  Let’s not place God in the ‘Christian’ box.  Let’s allow free flow of spirit by embracing all of who we are including the things we consider less than pleasant.   Can we find the courage to truly embrace our passions and shower the world with gifts?  Can we allow ‘God’ to shine through us?… All of him?