I wish to invite willing readers to explore a radical new prayer idea. Scrap all of your self-imposed limitations on what you think God will or won’t do for you. From this day forth I ask you to forget about what seems “possible,” or “reasonable,” and let God give you everything that your dreams never dreamed of.
Yeshua says: Blest is he who was before he came into being. If you become disciples to me and heed my sayings, these stones shall be made to serve you. For you have five trees in Paradise, which in summer are unmoved and in winter their leaves do not fall—whoever shall know them shall not taste death.
Thomas 19 reveals five of the keys to the kingdom. Each “tree” is a holistic aspect of the godhead. So, without wishing to cause a fuss, it can be said that the Five Trees logion, which predates the Holy Trinity, may in fact be its fulfillment. Despite a lack of scholarly commentary, one point shines above the rest. The meaning of Thomas 19, or what I term the Quintinity, has the means to draw us near to God, ourselves, and our place in paradise.
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. Big Brother says that only a little child can see the kingdom.
Do you know that the Holy Spirit is a feminine being? She is God’s spirit, Father’s wife, and my perfect Mother. It’s good to know that heaven is not entirely filled with masculine energies. So how did we reach such a mixed up state? Long ago in ancient Rome, the pronouns used in Hebrew and Greek texts to describe God and other heavenly beings abruptly changed. When the early Church translated the Greek texts to Latin, our perfect mother, the Holy Spirit, turned into a “He.” The gender switch also applied to angels and our own heavenly souls (Mother’s daughters). Since that time more than 1,600 years of western Christians have grown up with two male Parents. The irony? This unearthly idea began in Holy Rome.
“This fundamental point, long obscured in scriptural translation and largely ignored by commentators, clearly has the most far-reaching theological implications.”
T.P. Brown: The Maternal Spirit
Some years ago, I asked my loving God for a heavenly gift. To my astonishment, I got it. A short time later, I discovered that God had sent me some ‘extra’ gifts I had not asked for. His gifts were infinitely better, but it took time for me to relax and understand my mixed blessings. I continue to work at this every day. I do not envision a time when the journey will be completed—I pray it never is. And, I will trust my loving God forever, love him in all of his infinite forms.
It can be quite difficult to love every living thing. But we must, else we divide ourselves from our loving God.
I don’t believe God reveals himself in just one way. In truth I cannot conceive just how beautiful, how endlessly indescribable and loving God is. I imagine one could have any kind of relationship they choose–serious, informal, joyous, troubled, lighthearted, childish. I experience all of these, and more keep coming. Many of my gifts are similar to the things I’ve always received in life, except now I know who is sending them. Life is vastly more interesting and enjoyable when I know each new development is aimed at bringing me nearer to my father.
Born of God: “The vast multitudes of humankind are evidently unaware of being Children of the Most High.”
Thomas Paterson Brown, PhD 1938-2012
Originally entitled “Theogenesis,” this essay is written by Thomas Paterson Brown, professor of philosophy, who left us in 2012. Paterson spent the better part of a life working with the Coptic gospels discovered in 1945 at Nag Hammadi. His works include brilliantly annotated and hyperlinked translations of the gospels of Thomas, Phillip and Truth (English/Spanish). These may be browsed and downloaded from FreelyReceive.
The canonical Gospels teach that the disciple per se is born of God rather than of human parents: ‘To all who received him … he gave power to be generated children of God; who were born, not of … the will of a human, but born of God’ (Jn 1:12-13); ‘You are all Brothers and Sisters. Do not call anyone on earth father, for you have one Father, and he is in heaven.’ (Mt 23:8-9). Hence the Savior’s astonishing assertion in the Thomas Gospel: ‘My mother (the Virgin) bore me, but my true Mother (the Sacred Spirit) gave me the life.’ (Th 101, interlinear).
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.
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 →