“You will not taste death,” the Lord proclaims. Due to the sheer number of repetitive Gospel instances, this is the primary message of Jesus Christ. Corroborating testimony from highly credible biblical sources compels kingdom seekers to fulfill Christ’s revelation. Serious disciples can find more information here at FreelyReceive.
Whoever believes these words will not taste death.
“Truly I tell you, some who are standing here will not taste death before they see the Son of Man coming in his kingdom.”
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I held up the stubborn pen and squinted at it: “I know that you’re God’s pen because everything belongs to him,” I said. Late this December evening, neither myself nor my faithful pen seemed to know what to write. My memory of the day held missing time. So I stared into the virgin white page, decided to jot down whatever came to mind, and trust the rest to God’s pen. As I began to write, I had no idea that this would be the most important night of my life.
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I’ve always believed that my perfect father would be the most loving and logical being there is. Einstein knew this for a fact. In his complex equations, he glimpsed the creator’s handiwork. The perfection and love of God appeared to Einstein as the natural laws and forces that keep the planets safe in their orbits and enable the stars to create and nurture life.
Like Albert E, I did not recognize my perfect father in the world’s spiritual belief systems. In every faith I studied, the logic ultimately fell apart: my perfect loving father will harm me if I’ve been bad. Even worse, a second, evil god will attack me for no apparent reason. If the goal is to present a single, unconditionally loving creator, this reasoning doesn’t. My entire being rejected it. Continue reading My Perfect Father →
The Red Book is an exquisite red leather bound folio manuscript crafted by the Swiss psychologist and physician Carl Jung between 1915 and 1930. It recounts and comments upon the author’s imaginative experiences between 1913 and 1916, based on manuscripts first drafted by Jung in 1914–17. Despite being nominated as the central work in Jung’s oeuvre, it was not published or made otherwise accessible for study until 2009. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
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“…the spirit of the depths forced me to speak to my soul, to call upon her as a living and self-existing being. I had to become aware that I had lost my soul.”
Carl Jung, The Red Book
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Gospel of Mary, as the text is named in the manuscript, though it is made clear “Mary” is the person we call Mary of Magdala (Mary Magdalene), is a well preserved codex discovered in the late 19th century near Akhmim, in upper Egypt. It was purchased in 1896 by German scholar Dr. Carl Reinhardt, who took it to Berlin.
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Translation and commentary in English
By George W. Macrae and R. McL. Wilson
Edited by Douglas M. Parrott
Estimated date of writing: 30 – 180 CE
Large image: Ascension of Mary Magdalene, c. 1430 / National Museum in Warsaw
Peter said to Mary, “Sister we know that the Savior loved you more than the rest of woman.”
Gospel of Mary
The Lord loved Mariam more than all the other Disciples, and he kissed her often on her mouth.
Gospel of Philip 59
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Diagram: Genesis 1 Creation Model
When based on the ancient texts, this drawing resembles the image of a womb. In the Genesis 1 creation model, the mothering spirit of God bears the “child.” Similar to an unborn infant, a layer of fresh water surrounds creation. Entering via rainwater and springs, the Holy Spirit (Hebrew: Rúakh HaKodesh, feminine gender) nourishes the world. Most telling, though, is that creation exists in both darkness and light.
Drawing by Andrew Michael
Our soul journey to Mother began one May afternoon when I asked my soul if we could travel. Can you take us somewhere? My eyes were closed to the daylight filling the room, but to me it seemed oddly dark. Black, in fact. Then blacker, and blacker still. I wasn’t scared, just excited. I’d witnessed this strange phenomenon a few times to date. Each time had brought with it the awesome presence and wisdom of the Holy Spirit.
While lounging there in my room with Abigalé (she’s my soul), I felt a gentle lurch. It seemed as though we were moving.
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