I do not like disagreements or debates. For the kingdom of our Creator consists of and is based on not talk but power moral power and excellence of soul. I do not understand human nature. I do not understand my own self. Why do we make heroes/heroines of other human beings?
When anyone extols another human being my heart constricts. The Mighty Spirit within my being grieves. Why? Behold the subtle supplanting the Father/Creator’s Presence in our hearts. Mercy! Mea culpa. Mea culpa.
My own experience? I do it for that innate pull to be approved. The pull to praise and be praised. To love and be loved. To admire and be admired. To gain respect. To exhibit my knowledge or wisdom. To control. Aha! Now the truth comes to surface. Is that truth only true about yours truly? Heavy question.
Guess what? The ancients had none of that. They were not praised, loved, admired, respected at all. Instead they were looked upon as fools, as trouble makers, as insane. They were thrown in dungeons. Burnt alive. Decapitated for the sake of speaking the words from the Almighty and for His sake.
Now what, my Father, O my Father—O Father of mine? Now that the truth surfaced, how am I to respond? What is the use to be ashamed and sorry? How can I shine Your Presence within my being while I harbor such wickedness in my mind?
O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Pause. Reflect. Your carnal mind does not control you anymore. You no longer act as per the dictates of your carnal mind. It is inevitable to think and feel as a human being. How are you to respond? No need to respond. No need to be ashamed and sorry for being a human being. The carnal nature is what makes you a human being.