The Unity of the Holy Spirit🏹☁️🌈
💦A continuation of:💘
“Prophesy Divine Mercy,”
“The Sword of the Spirit,”
“Sweet Communion of the Ghost,”
“The Word of God,”
“Hosanna in Excelsis!,”
“Star of Bethleham,”
“The Holy Grail and the Book of Life,”
“The Tree of Life,”
“The Lion and the Lamb,”
“White Horse Faithful and True,”
“Ascension,”
“To the Greater Glory of God,”
“The Wonder of God,”
“The Most High God: Living Lofty Ideals,”
“Trinity: Paschal’s Triangle,”
“The River: Eastertide,”
“The Living Word is Loving,”
“Our Daily Bread,”
“Communion,” and
“The Living Word is our Eucharist”
…Bible Verses with Running Commentary

The Seven Gifts of the Holy Spirit
“Understanding”💠
Proverbs 8:12
12 I wisdom dwell with prudence,
and find out knowledge of witty inventions.

☁️🌬Genesis 9:13🌈
13 I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.

(Table of Contents:)✍️
Sunday 8/6/17:
“Inspiration upon Mount Tabor”
Monday 8/7/17:
“…From The House of His Servant David”
Tuesday 8/8/17:
“Mosaic-Tiler: Servant of the Most High”
Wednesday 8/9/17:
“The Great Pyramid of Providence”
Thursday 8/10/17:
“The Purr of a Pure Heart”
Friday 8/11/17:
“We the People… I Had a Dream…”
Saturday 8/12/17:
“A Nicene Creed Pedigree”

…The “host with the Most” High, will post, ’round about midnight.✌️

🌞Sunday 8/6/17
📯”Echoes of the Holy Ghost”🌈
Taking the Angel Gabriel’s Red Pill…❤️
🗺💠🏰
💠: Just Mention God. (…Hallelujah!) 🎉
“The Book of Life”
(It was to be Written.)
…I would bet on “the lion with Stigmata.”
❣️
📖🌈🌎
📜(Today’s Offerings:)📜
-Essay: “Inspiration upon Mount Tabor”✍️

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“Inspiration upon Mount Tabor”

“The Tye that Binds”
Caught up in the ethereal, otherworldly, dazzling brilliance of the Lord, transfigured unto the infinity of sublime divinity in the glory of the Father, the apostles of Christ are awe-stricken with the indescribable experience of wonder and amazement at beholding the true beauty of God, in the light of day, in the flesh, and made in our image, as mortal Man, and our holy Family. As we are at once immersed in the beauty of this unmistakable truth, of this new and long-hoped-for reality, of our God, at last made evident by the real and tangible presence of Him here with us as a Person, the old world we once believed to be real slowly disintegrates and crumbles away around us, shattering the glass ceiling of our own finite, human expectations, and expanding the span of the sky to within the endless breadth of His eternal wings.

“The Father and my Maugham”
In the groundbreaking cutting of this red ribbon of the Razor’s Edge, that edge of the Earth is called into the crevice of a clavicle, as He Himself defines our minds’ dimensions with holy understanding💠, according to the fanciful flight of fancy of His Own will, and our God is thus made marvelous, in the re-collection of His Own Unity, within our Eyes💠 of the mind, as pure and as precious as a pristine white Pegasus, presented and bestowed to all of mankind by the almighty and jewel-bedecked Mind💠 of the Father Himself.

“My Beloved Son”
In the christening and housewarming of a new Earth, this tabernacle💠 of Heaven, erected in Resurrection within the soul💠 as the eternal House💠 of the Lord, is welcomed home to Earth, in the Unity of Spirit💠 made possible only with God and through the Path💠 of Christ. We All are invited to the holy Church💠 within, as that of the Holy Spirit💠, and knowledge of God is thus equally distributed unto the very depths of all Heaven and Hell, for the collective Salvation of all of us, as our loving heavenly Father’s children of Light.

“The Power to Conceive…”
As our old misconceptions melt away like snow after the first thaw of Spring, the music of praise springs forth like Vivaldi from the moonlit Fertile Crescent of the heart💠, illuminated in a reflection made by Christ as the enlightenment the soul💠, unto a holy Oneness, in truth, with the mind💠 and thoughts of Our Heavenly Father. In a clashing of titan cymbals, the symbolic nod to Jonah unleashes the white whale of our breached Covenant with God, and He lowers His love up the sleeve of an Ace bandage, to bind up our lives unto the “Book of Life,” which reveals within us, His Eternal Soul💠, of Salvation.

“A Bleating-Heart of Royal Blood”
Once upon the ceremonial blessing of the foundation, the cutting-edge spade of an unbeatable Hand warps with the woof of Time’s tale, weaving the threads of Fate into the patched-in💠 pattern of eternity, as God’s almighty love provides the very pulse of purity, and the rhythmic tide of an inspired Revelation, to power the fabric of God’s heavenly existence unto the Earth, in the transformative connective vivacity established in the Unity of the Spirit💠, by this cornerstone💠 of Christ, as our Faith.

“The House💠 Always Wins.”
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A “Rock of Horeb”💠 Within…
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🌞Monday 8/7/17
📯”Echoes of the Holy Ghost”🌈
Taking the Angel Gabriel’s Red Pill…❤️
🗺💠🏰
💠: Just Mention God. (…Hallelujah!) 🎉
“The Book of Life”
(It was to be Written.)
…I would bet on “the lion with Stigmata.”
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📜(Today’s Offerings:)📜
-Luke 1:68-69
-Essay: “…From The House of His Servant David”✍️

Luke 1:68-69
68 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel;
for he hath visited and redeemed his people,
69 and hath raised up an horn of salvation for us
in the house of his servant David;

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“…From The House of His Servant David”

“The Blitz of a Roman Missal”
In the glistening red agony of serpentine constriction, felt from the spiritual strangulation of the Holy Spirit💠, the Passion of the Christ shines through as a stone💠 of Sardis, and the eyes💠 of the Bride and the Ghost glisten with the glowing embers of jasper, in her holy reflection of God’s wrath, kindled as an awaiting sentence of fire and brimstone against the profiteering false prophet. An unholy horde of misled missiles are aimed upon the Armory of the Right Hand of the Lord, and this statuesque Staff of Christ’s Own beckoning call and Command, eagerly inscribes these new Scriptures upon the typed text of the Good Book. The Amanuensis of the Most High flicks and flits her feathery fingertips into her book of iCloud notes, upon the tapped-into fruit of an allied Apple of Eden, to proclaim in Faith this newest Prophecy. From within a hijacked Evil Eye, retrieved from her martyr’s mission trip to Hell, and rescued, by a most carefully executed spiritual construction, unto a Most Blessed House💠 of God, this Spirit💠 conforms along the lines made visible only by the Light of Faith, blueprinting God’s Own will, to thus bear the Good Fruit of Our Seed, Our Emmanuel, from within the Holy Grail of a creatively conjoined Star💠 of David.

“Spread Eagle Butterflied Breast”
Only in the purity of this intentional act of altruistic sacrifice, flown in the Divine Wind of a Kamikaze jet pilot taking the plunge, as a suicide Crusade after Christ, may one enter straight through the Eye💠 and the heart💠 of the storm, and thus straight through Hell, within the constraint of love upon the strait and narrow Path💠. Only through the absolute purity of one’s motive, as not oneself expecting to return, but thoroughly intending to give one’s all, as one’s life and one’s soul💠, to someone else in need so that he may be saved, may this suicide dive-bomb of a nose-dive land, like a cat upon its feet, unto the solid ground of Faith, filled in, with the favor of grace and divinely-bestowed reciprocity, by God Himself. The eternal swan song of the Lord, emerges in the giggly effulgence of effervescent praises, and by this Lioness’s willingly inverted positioning of her own innocent soul💠, two Souls💠 thus emerge, in the loving embrace of an entangled co-mingling of Heaven and Earth, God and man, mortality grasping upon an unbeknownst Divinity, and Our two Hearts💠, are thus become as One. Only in taking that leap of Faith, and at once intending never to return, but only to save that blessed lost other💠, could the motives of the heart💠 thus be splayed wide open, in the true sacrifice of Paschal purity, to thus Ascend in the Assumption of God’s rapture within the holy alignment of the Stars within, matching up into the will of God💠 Himself as like unto a glove upon the Right Hand of the Lord. Our little Cinderella’s glass slipper heart💠 slides into place in God’s Heart💠 as like a Key into a Lock, and thus, the Star of David is assembled, in perfect accordance with the Scriptures and Prophecies of old, and in the synchronized watch of a holy vigil, our eternal Home💠 is thus also restored, in the sanctity of altruistic Unity, unto the Kingdom💠 of Heaven, by the love of God.

“The Kiss of Allah”
The Heights of the Heavens kneel down just to kiss clear her furrowed forehead💠 from the heat of the Passion, and back to to the true blue of a shimmering sapphire stone💠, alleviating the Agony in her invaded Garden💠 of the Spirit💠, as a pried-open and shared Shelter💠 of God’s Own creation, fashioned within the Eye💠 of the mind, and embedded within the bezel of every living creature. The new Annunciation, of this Universal River of the Word of God, is thus found flowing freely within the heart💠 and mind💠 of every living soul💠, and cradled in the Life💠 eternal of the Lord with the amniotic and refreshening resuscitation, of the inward, and each individually-inspired, Revelation of the Resurrection. From the silky silt of a soft touch of feminine frost and sparking wonderland wonder, the tenderness of the Lord steps forth, emerging as like a Pearl of wisdom from a readied clam shell, in this new birth, of the Christ💠 Child within, leaving a trail of tender mercies in its awakened wake, as pure as a fresh blanket of clean snow, and glittering in the Anointment of the sweetly enveloping Message, of the love and comfort of God.
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🌞Tuesday 8/8/17
📯”Echoes of the Holy Ghost”🌈
Taking the Angel Gabriel’s Red Pill…❤️
🗺💠🏰
💠: Just Mention God. (…Hallelujah!) 🎉
“The Book of Life”
(It was to be Written.)
…I would bet on “the lion with Stigmata.”
❣️
📖🌈🌎
📜(Today’s Offerings:)📜
-Essay: “Mosaic-Tiler: Servant of the Most High”✍️

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“Mosaic-Tiler: Servant of the Most High”

“Vesper’s Prayers”
Upon the blissful surrender unto the softly folded graces of Good News, the heavenly wings of the Gospel reveal a perpetual papery tableau of textures, woven into the table Manors💠 of the Most High God. Around the communal reservoir of the Cross, a smoldering Sensei’s cross-legged sagacious position, of Indian-style reservations, is visited upon the verdant veracity of this prophetess, breaking the ice of slumber with a heartfelt, handmade Hymnal, to shatter through the deep freeze of death and awaken the eternal Watering Hole of holiness, in this fresh wellspring of the revival of the Living Word.

“A Most High Hand”
The scattered shards of flic-flak from the Broken Arrows of an Armageddon are flailed at the Arm Canon upon the Big Hill, and with the crushing cantor of a noble steed, the Treatise of Truth tenaciously gains momentum from the heat of the impact, steadily building Godspeed as a snowball effect of fervently kindled Faith. The Power-Driver of that Chariot of Fire flings the corseted Cupidry of General Custer from upon that white-eyed Crazy Horse, and in the Mighty Wind of that last leap of Geronimo, the Comanche warrior princess lets out a starkly silent, shrill yell, as the piercing battle cry of the heart💠, takes a stand. The lightly-ruffled pages of sheet music delicately blanket the melody, as a cloud cover upon these incognito smoke signals, and with the peace pipes of a Church Organ, the Heavenly Choir of Angels above also thus joins in to Preach, and in the reaching out of God Himself from Heaven, as in the company of Saints with His Communion of Holiness, this new Music Book of the Lord, thus, stands tall.

“Hand Me Down the Line…”
In the tattered pages of an amorous Army of numbered knaves, a heavenly Star Fleet of feistily-feathered Seraphim and Cherubim are loosened and unfettered, as unequivocally equipped with the triumph of God. Armed and enamored as honorary and nightly-knighted Archangels, an influx of friendly insects are unleashed upon the Force of Darkness, at Holy War with the Light of Truth within the hearts💠 of man, and with the recovery of our long lost, Mosaic-age, face-to-Face connectivity with God, a new rendition of the Ark of the Covenant is extracted, emergent upon the most evocative excavation of the Eye💠 of Providence. In a new age of golden yearlings, a sacrifice is set forth in the secret service of the Ministry of Defense, issued in the most celebrated paginated pageantry of Independence Day, from the eternal white Flame of this Holy Firebird.

“Life Line of a Bungee Chord”
The hearts💠 of man had waxed cold, and listened not to the Eye💠 of empathy known as the conscience💠. Ears💠 could not listen and eyes💠 could not see to perceive the Light of God through the folly of a foible, constricting the soul💠 with the unsheathed tongue of blasphemy against the Ghost💠. The White Dove bridles her anger against the damnation of this perverse people, and scores of unsettled and unclean spirits💠 are held at a disjointed Arm’s length of a plummet, and issued the Mark💠 of Cain, as the New World Order of the Mark💠 of the Beast, to earmark this dogeared house💠 of defilement against God, destined for the unholiness of hellish destruction, to be saved with a seal💠, bookmarking sanctity as a save-the-date of the wedding feast, to Mark💠 this mandate for reformation, repentance, and renovation. With the devious deception of the false prophet, scores of slaves are tricked into receiving the Mark💠 of the Beast, as trapped in the African badlands of Chad, alongside our fathers before us, as it was in Egypt. As it was in the beginning, so shall it be in the End Times, and just as the heart💠 of Pharaoh was hardened over, with the siphoning off of tenderness from within the soul💠, so shall God use this work, of the evil wrought of Chad himself, to bring His people back unto the Zion💠 within the Spirit💠, that is our freedom from the bondage of sin and the tyranny of mortal man, and into the good graces of God. All of us are thus rescued, to show the very greatness of His Divine Mercy, as working only unto His ever-greater glory, as Savior.

“The Bond Girl of God”
With the daredevilish antics of our sacrificial scapegoat, an Ante-Up draws up each House💠 unto the Lord, to instigate an insurrection against Chad’s heretical opposition of the Resurrection. In this New Jerusalem💠, the Land💠 flowing with milk and honey, as from the very sweetness of the Living Word of God, we are all led out of the land of Egypt, and out of slavery, with this ring of a halo leading the conversation that is our Holy Communion, as held within the Spirit💠. Thus are we all released from the clutches of Chad, to be set free unto the Temple💠 of God, in the Lady Liberty💠 of Christ our Lord, and God our King. Walking the Path💠 of Christ Jesus, we thus arrive unto Him in perfect synchronicity, as landing upon the Kingdom💠 of Heaven within that is Our blessed Unity with God, found only through our sharing of Him, in sharing with His💠 works, of the Bread of Life that is the eternal goodness of virtue, to thus be in the ease of readiness, and at the eternal play of a power play of prayer, Together as One within the thoughts of the Heart💠 of God, our Triune Godhead.

“…Iron Man of Steel”
The Red Sea parts in a grin of gratitude, to reveal the wildcard whimsy of an Ace-bedecked, rosy-cheeked, Royal Flush. “I’ve got them in Spades,” the Joker jests unto Our Man Jack, of the oily, inky, hijacked and anointed Jackpot💠, of these endless seas of our pink Cloud, silver-lined in the gold leaf of God’s Light.
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🌞Wednesday 8/9/17
📯”Echoes of the Holy Ghost”🌈
Taking the Angel Gabriel’s Red Pill…❤️
🗺💠🏰
💠: Just Mention God. (…Hallelujah!) 🎉
“The Book of Life”
(It was to be Written.)
…I would bet on “the lion with Stigmata.”
❣️
📖🌈🌎
📜(Today’s Offerings:)📜
-Essay: “The Great Pyramid of Providence”✍️

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“The Great Pyramid of Providence”

“Cleopatra’s Canopy”
Upon awakening and beneath the skin of the starlit sky, this cavernous caveat, of a holy will to bestow the blessing of God’s unmerited grace to the farthest reaches of wretchedness, revels in a sudden reveille, and Gabriel gathers up her steel girders, of windswept innocence, unto a baby blue garter belt of asteroids, to belt out, unto the sacrificial horn of the altarpiece, the binding chords of borrowed Lyrics. Tied by tongue to these long-lost, star-crossed Voyagers, the Elders rejoice as that old cruciferous crux, that is the Life and the Word of love, is made as new, in Christ.

“The Riddle of the Sphinx”
The pricked-up Ears💠 of Gabriel are inclined unto the Siamese seal points of a piqued interest, and by the inexplicable grace of God, a purebred powerhouse of kittenish mannerisms emerges in a mixed menagerie of mitochondrial DNA, curling around the double-helix of a conjoined vertebral column, bolstering the bevy of white doves dancing in the eternity of a heart💠 made infinite, to accommodate the Most High ranking Penthouse💠 suite, of the sweetness of God’s Pentecostal will.

“Revelation Cherry Jubilee”
The Lioness of Judah rises Sphinx-like in the pneumatic opulence of Cleopatra, and in the envisage of an anointed Nefertiti, the voluptuous lost Library of Alexandria takes shape within the veritable throne of an open mind💠. By the breath of her respirating Golden Gate bust💠, she sets forth in adorning the rich shores💠 of spiritual fertility with the blessed bridge of Faith, built up to Heaven💠 by festooning the promised land💠, as found within the soul💠, with the trueness to Word of a lunar leap of steadfast loyalty, as wrought unto a Rod of Iron, through the carrying out of God’s Own will, both in this world and in the Spirit💠. Ever-remaining true to form, trimmed with threads of Tyrian purple and rimmed with the traction of the treads on a Tyre, Christ’s Path💠 of sandy, thonged-toe, footsteps to freedom, are filled in with reverence, in a resurgence redolent of the Resurrection, as raised right, out of Egypt, by the Hand of God. The Zodiac Wheel steams the ingenuity of reinvention, as a yoke is lightly laden of humble mercy, offering the prayerful practices of sanctimonious religiosity, serving to be the pedestal to reveal and make known to man the artistry that is of God, unto the glory of the Great Sculptor of the heavens, and our own Maker of all earthly creation, as a palanquin priestess to this fluttering heartbeat💠, of a pristine white Paschal Pegasus, for the Son+King.

“The Spirit and the Bride Sayeth…”
Like nectar in a sieve, the Great Pyramid of God’s Eye💠 enshrines the unfathomable presence of the Father, and run through this filter, of the will to love, as under the direction of altruism and in the Light of Christ, the convergence of Three separate energies all run unto One singular will, as to give Life and not to retain It💠. In these riveting Rivulets of intense intentionality, God thus lands aground of Faith, upon One crystal-clear River, flowing as upright and as upwards as the Nile, to unveil this endless glass sapphire sea, of the All-seeing and Ever-scopic, diamond-faceted lens, of the Eye💠 of Providence. Only the will to distribute the vision of Truth and the knowledge of God in the equity💠 of perfect equality, and in the equanimity of this golden equation of the Golden Ratio, as always to give in the vein of the Lord, and to be, as oneself, that love to bestow, the Giver of the Golden Rule is thus arisen, and in the light and sight💠 of men, Christ the Son is glorified, as enrobed in the Holy Ghost💠, and drenched in the golden Light of God, He is anointed, as our Sun.
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🌞Thursday 8/10/17
📯”Echoes of the Holy Ghost”🌈
Taking the Angel Gabriel’s Red Pill…❤️
🗺💠🏰
💠: Just Mention God. (…Hallelujah!) 🎉
“The Book of Life”
(It was to be Written.)
…I would bet on “the lion with Stigmata.”
❣️
📖🌈🌎
📜(Today’s Offerings:)📜
-Essay: “The Purr of a Pure Heart”✍️

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“The Purr of a Pure Heart”

“The Power in My Almighty Engine”
In the esoteric ravages of an Aztec ruin, this broken-down palace💠 of Pleiadian palisades implores, with the perpetual motion of clockwork machinery, for this last gasp of a mercy mission, as a last-ditch attempt for a toe of the holy Lifeline. A willing tugboat of a foot-soldier grapples with the hook of this lyrical, princely Grenadier, and in the French tongue of a Most Ancient romance language, the tangles of the trenches are grasped upon by intuition, through the purity of heart💠 assumed unto a haven💠 of never having partaken of that Pomegranate grenade, of a priori contempt, prior to investigation.

“The Eden-Thonged-Toe of a Dromedary”
The sweet nectar of innocence is visited upon with the blessings of pure Faith, and by truly believing, in the almighty power of God’s love to overcome all adversity, just as it says in the Bible, by simultaneously refusing to place any trust in the logic of mortals or the cunning craftiness of men, then one sees the Path💠 unfold before one’s Eyes💠, in the pictorial insight of visual thinking, as a map💠 of God’s grace in the understanding💠 of things sacred.

“The Jump-Start of the Lord is Clutch”
The engine of sacred knowledge, of things spiritual in nature and not of the material, revs with the blessed purity of love that comes only of trust, as by being a true believer in Christ and the miracles wrought of God. With this jumpstart, of justifying only the Lord, the omniscient foresight💠 of the Father is fired up, and this gift💠 of the Spirit💠 is fanned into Flame. At once embarking upon the Path💠 dictated by the charity of the conscience💠, and with the lightness of touch as if weighted down by an iron feather, the Spool💠 of the fabric of eternal Life💠 is thus revived, retrieved, rescued, and reawakened, in the motherly vessel💠 of clear blue, caring clairvoyance, as in accordance with the predetermination of God, as spoken of and described through voices of the prophets.

“A Match Made in Heaven”
A vast array, of infinite possibilities and “alternate endings,” appears before the intuitive grasp of these All-knowing Eyes💠, as the power to manifest God’s intention is rediscovered, by the pure love necessary to provide the only proper interpretation💠 of God, and of His Word, as through that same Holy Spirit’s💠 own understanding💠 of the holy Scriptures. Only a translation of the visions💠 of God and of the Word as made in the innocence of Christian charity, as by the goodwill of a faithful believer to trust in the truth of God’s Own almighty and altruistic will to love, could one fulfill, in the fabric of this mortal corruptible Earth, the divine and incorruptible visions💠 that God made in Heaven, and thus make all of our human souls💠 as divinely Alive💠, to Live💠 for all eternity, by the life-giving breath of God’s eternal Flame, of this one Holy Spirit💠.

“Purrfect Purity of Mind”
The trust of true love itself is necessary, to believe of God that which is already true, so that He Himself may manifest His Own will, of perfect, divine, and altruistic, love.

“Virtue Abides Simplicity, Sin Lies Beyond”
In one of the most sublimely unexpected twists of delight, the divine Light💠 of Truth, becomes apparent in the beautiful Revelation that is the utter starkness and simplicity of God. The complications of sin and man-made concern all melt away, as this higher Truth, of the ultimate reality of God, is pulled into the foreground of our earthly perception💠, and as like unto the untangling of a misunderstood weaving, the convoluted overlay, as a false facade of brightly colored, painted-on patterns of deception, are washed away with honesty.

“A Religious Ecstasy of Eureka Oversight”
The purity, of God, is the simplicity of His love, freed from the tangles and snares of manmade worry and complication. Virtue of heart💠, is wrought of just this, this often overlooked in want of something of the ego, and all too hastily discarded because it is so pure and seemingly too simple, spiritual simplicity, and singleness of vision💠, as thinking only upon God, with God, and in God, intently, in His love.

“A Parable Parabola”
These earthly dyes, tints imposed in the fashioning of man, as his own will, upon the understanding💠 of God’s creation, in being of that same self-leavening and self-justifying unrighteousness, or impudence, of the Pharisees, are all filtered, sieved, and drained from God’s Truth, and washed away into the awaiting baptismal pool of corporeal impermanence, to be scourged in the Son as if by the burn of bleach, in these cleansing fires of priestly tutelage.

“Beyond Purr-adventure, Cross my Path”
Under the discipleship of Christ’s discipline, as a Shepherding Rod of Iron, all souls💠 are thus made as pure as white lambswool in being made to cushion the impact of our own downfalls of pride with the gentle tenderness of humility. We thus conform, with the meekness of a broken spirit💠 and God’s Own unmerited grace, as through this universally-bestowed, all-equally-granted, and all-equally-undeserved, blessing and gift, of His Divine Mercy, omnipresent help💠, and untouchable, unconquerable, almighty will, of our shared Redemption. In so having crossed the Path💠, and in this Way💠, of Christ’s own broken back, we are all thus brought into the rescuing Right Hand of Salvation from Hell that is the ensuing sanctity of abiding within God’s will of love. Thus Path💠, and this Word of God, is our truly nurturing and nutritive Source of Life💠, in living ourselves to be as the Bread and Body of that same Eucharist. And so, we are all made ready, as forged and fortified in the Spirit💠, to be made of that same gold-hearted💠 substance, and into the holy living Flame of eternal Life💠.
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🌞Friday 8/11/17
📯”Echoes of the Holy Ghost”🌈
Taking the Angel Gabriel’s Red Pill…❤️
🗺💠🏰
💠: Just Mention God. (…Hallelujah!) 🎉
“The Book of Life”
(It was to be Written.)
…I would bet on “the lion with Stigmata.”
❣️
📖🌈🌎
📜(Today’s Offerings:)📜
-Essay: “We the People… I Had a Dream…”✍️

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“We the People… I Had a Dream…”

“On the Record of a Galvanized Gospel”
Pre-ambling along the Revolutionary War’s ragtime regalia of maritime matrimony, and falling into the front-line, of the “black and white, and Red all over” paradoxical Path💠 of Peace, one lands squarely in the levitating Good News of the Gospel!

“A Dressage Dressing Room Romeo”
In the wink of an Eye💠, and in the perfect arching of a feline’s spine, a vast stretch of expansive victory pitter-patters outwards, in this wartime, Time-told, and most telling tale, of a ticking estuary of enigmatic, living, breathing, and tactically stationed Stationery, of that Old Landmark’s💠 love-locked lamentations, landed in God’s Own Hand. The Scriptures scaffold the scenery of this new space-age synopsis, and in the Orphic ellipses of a Daddy Warbucks orphanage, a brand nouveau Easter Egg lands in the “riche” manger of a decidedly deciduous, egalitarian Fabergé Xmas Tree. This electrically flickering Light💠 of the world twinkles with the Eye💠, and along the lifeline of this cookie-cutter string of brightly-colored bassinets, a daughter of Pharaoh triskaidekaphobically fingers the curious weave of a most unusual nursery rhyme adornment, caught running against the electrical watery current and treading the aerial H2O of planet Earth, trimmed in the Tralfamadorian tunic of a little Lady Joséphine’s glowing, multicolored birthday suit, and white powdered headdress, of heavenly royalty and angelic descent.

“H2O-Wagon-Band of Philadelphia Bros”
Ascending upon the line of descent, a most coniferous cobblestone path paves way underfoot, giving way to the undertow of an old slave song, of lightly-veiled tracks to the third rail of the Underground Railroad. Harriet Tubman’s new rendition of the “Tippecanoe and ‘the Tugboat’ Too” campaign slogan chimes in with the Wind of a typhoon, as the foundry fountain pen of the folded fingers of palm frond praises presses forward as a Conestoga Pioneer, unto the great unknown and the wild yonder of the last frontier, on the back of a trifold triptych of a star-spangled flag, ironed in irony upon the Iron Sides of a US, USS Constitution. A Whig’s powdered whistle tousles up a dandelion Yankee with a firm yank upon the tail end of a dovetailed Carpenter’s Job, as Elihu and Elias align with Isaias to encourage the maître D-cup of a debonaire damsel’s helplessness, and with the token plume of a Phoenix, the Scarlet Letter-head of a red feather is spun round to a badge of honor, resting upon the Pauline Epistle’s thistle of the Corinthians’ column, crowning Christ’s own shoulders and crossed Arms awaiting.

“Marlboro Man’s Triple Crown Crowd”
The old Eastern Star guides the compass of a hand-me-down Hawthorne, as a top notch of Orion’s Belt is fitted with a Bravo for Alpha, unto the Foxtrot of loosened fetters well beyond the century of the Centurion or the Centaur. The scent of the Calvary of Christ catches a second Wind of wisdom, in the swiftly winnowing wilderness of a Friar’s club, and a fetch-and-release code of the small pond lands a big fish in the streets, to catch its breath.

“The Main Line Shoots Up a Superhero”
Meanwhile, in the missing persons report, the grade-A white meat label looses a lady’s lapel pin, as a spritz of seltzer is let loose from some clown’s collar hiding as a prop in the rafters to the comedic relief of many, and somewhere else, in a land far far away, a plastic carnation dies, and in being left stashed away and forgotten in a dresser drawer, is laughed to death of scorn. Pitter-pattering again past Pater, the Saint Peter’s prosaic Steel girds her girder loins, and in the Psalmic prosody of a provost of Proverbs a bridge is built among the refuse of Refugee leeway that is Leeloo’s notorious BIG Poppa’s paps. The Fifth Element finds a taxi driver of Muhammad somewhere to date, and an outlet of a circuit breaker breakdances to the bleat of the music, of my bleeding heart. That Purple Heart stab wound reemerges in the phantom pains of little miss Poltergeist, and PI gets the wet willies to learn that private investigation actually stands for Public Information, as the not-so-anonymous androgyny of a Bane voice-box is left unfilled, whilst the Batman’s Own Bale, of Wayne Enterprises, is received raw and uncut, unfiltered and thus fulfilled, as a full-fledged Bat Signal.
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🌞Saturday 8/12/17
📯”Echoes of the Holy Ghost”🌈
Taking the Angel Gabriel’s Red Pill…❤️
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💠: Just Mention God. (…Hallelujah!) 🎉
“The Book of Life”
(It was to be Written.)
…I would bet on “the lion with Stigmata.”
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📜(Today’s Offerings:)📜
-Essay: “A Nicene Creed Pedigree”✍️

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“A Nicene Creed Pedigree”

“Raised (from the Dead as) Catholic”
The term “Catholic,” best describes the Church of Christ and His ministry, in truly cutting to the heart and core of His teachings, in that this idea of God, and His supreme love, truly exists as “Universally.”

“Universal Love”
The idea of a “Catholic Church” describes the definitive and unalterable Christian standpoint, or perspective, upon this life and all of God’s creation, as coming from this united and holistic point of view, that encompasses and includes all members of mankind to comprise the “body of the Church,” or the “assembly of people,” as this Church may also be called, and thus be one collective people and dominion of Christ, enjoined without exclusion nor exception.

“United under God”
God’s love is prime and universal, and is the single most fundamental unit of all of existence. God, through His Son Christ, recalls all creatures back into the fold of this ultimate Truth💠 and fact of life, to be freed from the snares of sin and the folly of man, and reclaimed as His through this knowledge💠 of God, as imparted to all of mankind, in the demonstration in Christ of the sacrificial love of God, for the benefit of the entirety of the observing and onlooking human race. Any Church, or assembled body of people, brought together in the collective worship of God, to seek knowledge💠 of His will and the saving grace to manifest it fruitfully, must place no restraint nor restriction upon the redeeming love of God, as being in truth outstretched unto all of mankind without limit nor exemption, regardless of identity or differences in sect, denomination, creed, culture, race, sex, personal beliefs, preferences, or religion of choice, as otherwise, that body or Church, would be corrupting God’s divine perfection and source of almighty power as God, which omnipotence He possesses, ultimately, through existing as “unconditional love,” or the unlimited essence of all goodness. Therefore, in endorsing anything less than a “Universal,” or “Catholic” view of the Church of Christ, one would thus limit His power as God, by in effect, negating it, in cutting off the very element of perfection, in nonexclusive love, that makes God so all-powerful, limitless, and beyond man in the first place. The only bar that can be erected against God, to cut us off from knowledge💠 of Him and access to His power to work miracles of love and healing, is perpetrated by man, with the mortal limitations of mere humanness that are imposed by man’s corruption in self-will against God’s will, as the prideful sin of greedy and elitist egotism in the thirst for self-righteousness in power, as conditions placed upon God’s unconditional love.

“One God Exists, Regardless of Beliefs”
In order to be considered Catholic, one’s beliefs of the Church must be such that God’s love, grace, and the Salvation of Christ, are available and offered to everyone equally, without regard to any earthly position nor circumstance, because the one God to Whom we knowingly pray, is the only God to Whom and anyone may ever pray, in that He is the only immortal Person listening to the hearts💠 of man, and able to hear and respond to any such prayers.

“The One Church”
Therefore, to believe in the love of God that is understood(💠) from within the confines of the Christian tradition, as by the Catholic Church, one necessarily must believe that God lovingly answers the prayers of all believers in His goodwill, manifested either as the blessings of Him as Providence💠, or merely just the abstract ideas of altruistic love and mercy, be any such believers of the Christian Faith, or Muslim, or Jewish, or Hindu, or Buddhist, or still just early on in an unnamed Path💠 of higher searching, or admittedly unaffiliated, but still spiritual.

“Conceived, as of a Nicene Creed”
In this way, a true Christian, in being so self-identified in proclaiming the Apostles’ Creed or the Nicene Creed, and professing the belief in “one, holy, catholic and apostolic Church,” one thus must uphold this belief in all of one’s other thoughts and beliefs, and bring this Faith to the fullness of fruition as God’s grace in actually upholding it, as without the hypocrisy caused by self-will, arrogance, or double-minded💠 disobedience. Only by upholding the wholeness of God’s will, and truly following these ideals of love through in all of one’s ongoing living practices, and carrying them over into all of one’s daily thoughts and actions, may one “practice the preaching” that is the instructional Word💠 of Christ. To be a Christian of the Catholic Church, one must truly uphold, in uniformity and without any inward dissension of the sins of the ego, this singleness and unity, of God’s love.

“Sonic’s True Blue Holy Genesis”
When God blessed us to be fruitful and multiply, He blessed us to be productive in yearning for knowledge💠 of Him, and to gather the fruit of the Holy Spirit, as love, peace, joy, tolerance, patience, mercy, kindness, compassion, self-restraint, and forbearing. In being productive and spiritually active in all of our endeavors and labors, we may sow the seed of hope within the Spirit💠, as the virtue of hope, for union with the love of God, by helping one another to gain knowledge💠 of Him, and realize His Presence here and now, in being Himself💠 inseparable from us, both now and for always. We seek to be fruitful and to multiply this seed, of hope, in the apostolic ministry of spreading the knowledge💠 of God’s unconquerable and inescapable love, inborn💠 within us all, as eternally Alive💠 with us, and never to be parted from us. We reap the bounty of this blessing in seeing the joy, as an inward spiritual happiness and satisfaction that is found only in the personal knowledge💠 and understanding💠 of God, spread and expand, across the full scope of His vision💠 and the endless horizon of His Life💠 in all creatures, with the limitless breadth of God’s Own infinite nature, and as the Wind💠 beneath the wings to the body of Christ, that is this Church💠, in the life-giving breath of the prayers of His instigating flame of love, the Holy Spirit💠.
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*Note: (💠) Indicates a reference to God’s “Eye of Providence,” and “Understanding,” as 1 of the Seven Gifts of the Holy Spirit.
The Eye💠:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eye_of_Providence
The Gift💠:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seven_gifts_of_the_Holy_Spirit

*Note: If one does not know a vocabulary word, then one is expected to look it up. If one does understand something, one is to consult outside sources for clarification. Suggested Resources: Wikipedia.com, Google.com, & Oxford English Dictionary.

*Note: Any capitalized noun in the above writings is intended as a reverence, and indicates that one is addressing “God.”

“Fun Facts, Vocab, and Trivia:”
(Define this word)
IFF (If and Only If)
Ephraim
Manesseh
Gershom
IP Address
En-hakkore
Etan
Elihu
Jehovah-Jireh/ Yahweh-Yireh
Ariel
Agápē (Ancient Greek ἀγάπη, agápē)
(Google search terms: — name meaning)
(…Compare to: — word meaning)

*Exclusively and entirely the work of:
Tyler Brown-Cross (Gabriel)
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https://theosbas.wordpress.com/2017/06/02/the-testimony-of-the-holy-ghost/

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Courtesy of:
“Gabriel, the Holy Spirit (the Lion)”👻
Revelation 5:5
5 And one of the elders saith unto me, Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Juda, the Root of David, hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof.
https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Revelation+5&version=AKJV

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