No matter how much I eat for breakfast, I will be hungry at some point during the day.
I do not need to binge to make up for any deprivation.
I appreciate being conscious of the water I drink after brushing my teeth.
Once again—a blessed effort—none of the ill effects one might expect. (Friends –“not even water? I couldn’t”)
An inner strength has grown.
I don’t know how many years it will take for this to become a pair of socks but I have made a start.
The same can be said for a changed world. Our Creator says it will take more than four generations. I have begun at the only place I can, within, working to change myself into Good. The tools appear to be quite simple—love, forgiveness, peacemaking, freeing oneself from prejudice, developing the heart’s intelligence, but if you give it some thought, you will see how revolutionary it can be when it spreads from one person to another. We can recreate Eden, but we must get to work and not despair, saying that it is utopia. No, it is possible. Our Creator is counting on us.
“That which I have been telling You I told It before; My Prophets and Witnesses delivered it to the world. Man Michel, if You had listened to them, I would not have gone down to You.
But men’s memory under sin is like a fertile valley under drought, everything withers in it, the (once) lively water evaporates, man’s mind inhales air as a thirsty donkey (does), man drinks mire from the hollows of (empty) pools, he drinks anything that slakes his thirst for a short while.
Through you I will pour the Lively Water again. Men, how many times will I have to quench your thirst until you achieve My Word?
Why do My Wounds remain open? Why are men opposed to Their Healing?
Hardly have they closed up when a time of abomination at its peak occurs; then blasphemy, all the outrages which induce men to lose faith, (and) greed, immodesty, falsehood grow beyond all that has been seen thus far; they open My Wounds as a pointed flint (does), they pour fire into Them.
They will not heal if man does not heal;
My Day is continually delayed.”
The Revelation of Arès 30/1-4
When a sufficient number of people work in the direction of Good:
“Then My Day will break.
I will gesture to the planet to stop (revolving) under your feet; there will be no longer day or night, but My Light will cover everything continuously; I will descend to visit My Barns,
I will stretch out both of My Arms over the universe, then it will shout for jubilation, it will tremble with delight, the stars will lighten as if ablaze, they will inflame and consume the remaining brushwood and thorn(bush).
I will lean over the graves, the funeral urns, the seas, the bones and ashes will quiver under the caress of the souls descending along with Me from the Saint’s Heights, they will put themselves together and stand up.”
The Revelation of Arès 31/8-11
Work from yesterday and today.
Fishermen are not the only ones who repair their nets; gardeners need to do that also. After being on the currants, these nets go on the blueberries. There was quite a bit of damage done during the few weeks they protected that harvest. The trouble with the birds is that they never seem to say “oh, let’s leave a few for those humans.”
It was pleasant working outside, away from the kitchen where food and drink tempt. Hmmm, but what about blueberries? Aren’t they food? One of my favourites, but not ripe yet. :-)