Death from God’s view.

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Remember the beginning, creation, when all was clean and unsullied, all was fresh and new and mankind, like a child, surveyed his domain. I set him above all things, above the beasts and the flowers, above the birds, the fish and the trees. It was all set there for his enjoyment (and Mine).

Imagine how it was on that day when Adam first walked childlike through the garden, peeping through the trailing vines, smelling the fragrance of the flowers and watching startled as tiny birds took to the sky. Imagine his discovery of taste, exploring the texture and flavour of the many fruits.

Now it has gone, jaded, the joy of exploration has ceased. The world and creation are mapped and catalogued, pictures flash on screen at the touch of a computer key. The heart of man yearns for exploration, especially the young. Now so many seek discovery in perversity and corruption. They don’t understand. Man has yet to begin to delve into the infinity of creation. They have explored one plain, the carnal, but seeing from one viewpoint only, missed the infinite complexity of the universe. True science knows we see but the tip of the iceberg, and even they seldom see beyond their boxed confines.

Death, as you call it, is a ticket to another dimension from which the view is very different. It’s a startling realization of the infinite. At death one is finally freed from the restriction of the physical mindset so prevalent in this modern world. Casting off its former shackles, the spirit, that curious, exploring, creative element of man’s inner being, is finally free to explore infinite horizons of time and space (as you account them). Free to come to Me, at last casting off all confines of flesh, of time, of mortality.

But you don’t have to wait for death, these things are yours to explore now, in life. The door stands open. I opened it for all mankind that they might enter in, that they might explore these hidden things. But to do this they must cast aside the glasses of conformity and crush them under their heel. Let their hair down and surrender to the wind of My spirit and let it awaken their senses in full. They must be open as a new bride opens to her lover, in trust, in expectancy of fulfillment. Then, and only then can they begin to see, to understand, to comprehend the vastness of My creation. Then they would no longer fear death. The journey perhaps, but they would know the door, the portal to eternity.

 

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