Where it all Began

Chapter 85: DEEP CALLING AFTER DEEP

DEEP CALLING AFTER DEEP

I have a purpose and this purpose I will live to fulfil in preaching not the religious Sun-day God, but the true God and His message (love) to the world I will preach and also administer His gospel (peace), but it will amaze you that what is missing is the true message of God and without the true message of God, the gospel cannot be administered.

The message of God to humanity is love and His gospel is peace, but what do we have today with the innumerable churches we have in our world?

God wants us to be at peace with all men. How will there be peace when love is missing?

In a vision like Jeremiah, I saw Babylon laid waste by conquest and captivity. I looked at the land, and behold, it was as at the time of creation, waste and vacant (void); and at the heavens, and they had no light.

Deep calls after deep from deep sleep into deep,

What a trip that trips off the light and gave room for darkness.

The light bringer was cast down and all humanity in the loin of one man fell as A dam slips, and the impulse of a thought surge out as current, irresistible...

From the way of reality, opted out into what looks like real and all that was felt now became emptiness.

From a deep sleep, he wakes up and heard "Where are you?"

How would he know where he is when he did not even know when he slept.

He was nowhere, where he was supposed to because he had no lens to see through.

His eyes were punctured, blind in the spirit, to the world he can now see.

Because he hid in self he could not even access his identity, even freedom to him is no freer.

What a fall from glory! All humanity lost the true content of divinity the day man hid in himself and start telling stories.

This is the story!

Could this be true or this is all fiction as in a movie script been acted as for real?

Fantasy!

Where did these all start? It was all at the point that our identity was mired and the life was sealed to become a thing like an act of art in the heart where the ear catches the impulse from thought without light.

Pure fresh blood was shed for man to be covered with tunics of skin; the figs could not bear the scorch of sin.

DEEP--------------------CALL 1!

Deep calls after deep now that man has slipped off, the way is now brood.

The shepherd has gone after His lost sheep with His required blood.

In a true relationship, we were conveyed on a progressive trip to the heart of worship.

Like a lost sheep, His life steps into the surface of the waters, with darkness deep.

While the orb hovers over the surface of the waters,

Darkness covers the deep as man slip in asleep and woke up into carnality.

Deeper into sleep, man lost track of reality and now lost in carnality so deep,

In the void, embraced darkness and emptiness ruling him in ignorance, in the place of light.

From him, that life was snatched and true vision was now far from sight.

They couldn't see the dam with the Spirit hovering over the surface of the waters, even as it turbines.

Like a mother hen, the orb was cobbling and mending the genetic code in the heart of the waves righting the left as Grace AND Truth positioned as left and right, the genetic code rest in the heart when righted.

His thought brooding reality over darkness and the echoes came from His factory, His DNA released in His person.

The sound was heard and all was now seen in the light as reality comes staring.

There was light because life has always been, but becomes light when it's our only steering.

The Spirit of God was in a person, but still, God Himself for us, stepped in and darkness pathed way, as it could not comprehend the brightness from glory.

DEEP------------------CALLS 2!

Reality brooding...? What is Brooding?

Brooding into...

Life comes forming from the thought content! Life forming into what?

We can only rest on the journey while in the tent we no longer need...

But we failed the test and needs repentance to feel His deep intent.

The canvas is spread, with the brush ready to wash the paint and paint the content of His intent.

The content is the orb and the orb is His love with men, with the weight of the cross,

On Him our lives depend to reach the end, beginning with the ticket of a friend,

So that as His sons with Him, eternity with Him we will spend.

DEEP------------------CALLS 3!

Reality still brooding… Brooding where?

It was all dark here and there and no one knows how the t starts defining here from there,

It's all from eternity, but became reality as His thought for us drew near,

There was no light to see but He needs no light because light dwells with Him and He sees through the dark, came down to quench our fears that burns as a passion of lusts.

The canvas is spread, with His intent as paint and His will His brush.

Images now spreading vast, with contents releasing fast and His mind imaging reality in a rush, with no one stopping the surge as in a flash undetected.

Images of His thought all painted in His mind, ready to impress reality in the light, urged to clear up the void, with a signal, the urge became a surge in the formlessness of void, filling the vacuum in the emptiness. Turning off darkness to light and righting the wrong to rewrite to correct the error of one man, wherein all fell. With the brightness of His glory, the content became thicker and He could no longer hold back, but spoke out of the abundance of His heart and reality was release as life from eternity to time into a form in the form of breath that holds in position the orb, when nothing is the forbs to hide. The life that needed the fruit ate but not the fruit of life because it was forbidden.

You may not like the flowing stream, but if you stop it, it will bum around and come back not like the life as it flows, now living life drinking death. You cannot drink the life that flows back and expects not to drink death. As sweet as it is, you are drinking death, therefore do not resist life.

I am I Am's and...

I am writing even as I am being led by the Spirit of the one that now lives in me and the contents of this chapter are deep thoughts despite it may sound poetic, it is not, the life is the epig, I don't mean epic when you nose the is and the nose will smell the very is and that is, is His very content which is the precise and correct knowledge of things ethical and divine (epignosis). Did you get it? Please, do not think I made a mistake or what I am saying is nonsense. This was why I said from the introduction, "The contents of this book as a whole will be full of deep encrypted thoughts and you need to think deep to be able to access the reality." Our faith in God sometimes acts as the nose that perceives smell and even without seeing that thing which we are already used to its smell, we will know that thing is somewhere close. When we have the Epignostic knowledge of God we will not need to understand God from any school of thoughts or philosophies of man that may be missing out on some vital ingredients of what we need to know. Life hinges on the mean of life and flies with the wing that flops and sings the songs to make meaning. If you don't understand the deep thought, here is it. What is common between WING and SING? You will discover ING is what is common, and it explains that we will take what is common and leave out what is not common, and since the statement is, "The Life hinges on the MEAN of life, and fly with the wing that flops and sings the song….", the mean is the main thing we must keep back and when you add the common property of wing and sing, you will have MEANING. This simply implies, when our lives are anchored on He who holds life, He who is the balance of life and the sustainer of life, our lives will make meaning and the contrary will be the case when our lives are not anchored on Him.