I’ve been making the little child for a while now. I don’t work real hard at it, because little children don’t work. Adults work. Us kids play, ask tons of questions, and believe in impossible stuff. Funny. Grownups do exactly the opposite! But it’s sad, too, because grownups who can’t make the little child won’t know how to enter the kingdom of God.
Nope. My Brother says that only a little child can see the kingdom.
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Revelation of the Soul explores the idea of human immortality and the means to enter the kingdom of God while we are alive. Jesus Christ proclaims mankind’s “inheritance” throughout every gospel and the letters of Paul, but Christianity does not teach it. Central issues: who or what is our greatest love? What caused the first immortal humans to die? What is the path to a life without death? Submitted here in heartfelt detail, Revelation of the Soul is the Savior’s precious gift to a glorious race of immortal children who’ve forgotten how to live.
When you were born, you were already married.
This material deals with the context of marriage and divorce in both the natural and supernatural realms. Further, it suggests moral imperatives. As such, the Revelation of the Soul is directed at those seekers who wish to heal the Fall—and enter the kingdom that was prepared for you since the creation of the world.
For marriage in the world is a sacrament for those who have taken a spouse. If the marriage of impurity is hidden, how much more is the Immaculate Marriage a true sacrament! It is not carnal but rather pure, it is not lustful, but compassionate, it is not of the darkness or the night, but rather of the day and the Light.
St. Philip the Evangelist 131 | John 3:29 |
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Did you know the Holy Spirit is a feminine being? She is God’s spirit, Father’s wife, and my perfect Mother. It’s helpful to know that heaven is not populated entirely by masculine energies. Long ago, in ancient Rome, the genders used in Hebrew and Aramaic texts to describe God and the beings of heaven were changed. When the Scriptures were translated to Greek, The Holy Spirit and many of the angels became neuter. When the Church translated the Greek text to Latin, Mother became a ‘man.’ Thus, for over 1,600 years western Christians have had two male Parents. The irony? This radical idea originated in Holy Rome.
Those tricky Semitic pronouns gotcha, eh Constantine? True, Latin may be a dead language. But this is a serious matter. For 1,600 years, no one thought to fix the typo. To me this is unthinkable.
“This fundamental point, traditionally obscured in scriptural translation and largely ignored by commentators, clearly has the most far-reaching theological implications.”
T.P. Brown: The Maternal Spirit
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If you seek the good life that God intended for you, find your soul. Your soul is that “perfect someone” you’ve dreamt of all of your life. In a conscious, loving alliance with your inner spirit, a new world begins to manifest around you. A sacred space forms, in which you’re less concerned with conflict and daily drama. You feel much more peaceful, and life just works better. Best of all, when you find your soul you’ll receive unlimited spiritual help, love, and healing directly from God.
You have just been called. You’ve chosen to keep reading, which means that your loving soul is asking you to say “hello.” In this moment, your perfect companion eagerly invites you to reunite with her and enter the blissful life God’s children were destined to live.
“At the beginning of creation God made them male and female…and the two will become one flesh. So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate.”
Mark 10:6–9 | Philip 76
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My journey to Mother began one spring afternoon when I asked my soul if we could travel. Could she could take me somewhere? Daylight filled the room as I lay on the bed, eyes shut. It was unusually dark behind my eyelids. Black, in fact. And it got even blacker. I wasn’t scared, but excited. I’d witnessed this phenomenon several times prior to this particular afternoon, while in the presence of the Holy Spirit.
A sudden, subtle lurch. We were moving.
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