The temple of prayer

Recently I was praying in my room. The candles were lit, the incense was burning and there were vases of fresh roses near relics and portraits. And suddenly I got the feeling that I was in a spiritual temple and I experienced a great sense of holiness and devotion.
 

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It helps you to come into the sphere of holiness and worship by using incense and candles and portraits and relics, that is your Catholic background.
But know that a spiritual temple is being built up, or if it is already existing reinforced, for every person on earth who prays.

A Protestant with only a cross, a Muslim with only a word in Arabic on the wall of his living room, a Hindu for an image of Shiva, a Zen Buddhist in an empty white room, a Jew who is while swaying reading the Torah, a New Age adept who meditates on his spiritual teacher, all come into the same situation as you, even if everyone is experiencing something different and is giving different words to it.

As soon as a man prays, the spiritual world is building around this person a spiritual temple of unprecedented beauty. And the more often a person prays, on the more regular basis he is doing this, the longer and more intensely he prays, the bigger and more powerful the temple will be.

And the temple is indeed a fact in the spiritual world. It is a powerful transformer for spreading spiritual energy. This energy flows through this praying man to the environment of this person and of course to whom or  what he is praying for. I mention it consciously in this order, because that is reality.

A praying man is a blessing for his environment and an instrument for the spiritual world to reach the earth with healing, inspiring or uplifting energy. If men knew how wonderful the environment becomes when one prays, how beneficial its effect is and how fruitful for the cooperation between the spiritual world and the evolutionary earth, one would certainly pray more.

 
My blessings to you all

No 421

The living faith instead of materialism

My God, lately I see so many people around me, struggling with life. And they suffer from migraine, work too hard, have no rest, experience stress and anxiety. And are looking forward too often for weekends and holidays. I see a lot of confusion, unrest, clinging to fitness and physical pleasures. It seems to me quite shabby, as if there is no more. How can a sports hero with a gold medal, a King or a heroine from a movie be our example, they are just people with a talent, so what? And that virulent atheism around me is sometimes also shocking. Actually, I find everything very decadent around me and I do not notice much godliness, humility or faith.

How joyful is a conversation with you?

How powerful and soothing a prayer?
How inspiring is a confession?
How healing the letting go of the struggle of life?
How stilling is an immeasurable trust in God?

My son, do not behave too superficially in your observations. God sees in the hearts of men and knows their deepest and hidden desire for God, or at least their deep longing for surrender.

But you have a point, for sure.

People go to shopping malls instead of churches.
People go into therapy instead of having the liberating experience of a confession.
People suffer from migraine and too great responsibilities instead of praying in the silence of their rooms to the One God.
People go to fitness training instead to spiritual meetings.
People cling to the heroes of TV instead of honoring and following the example of the great Sons and Daughters of God.
People cling to the comfort of food and alcohol instead of the comfort of a living faith.
People blame their politicians instead of trusting their fate to God.

But know that it is temporary.

God and Its laws do take care of the correction, preferably willingly, usually unwillingly. And through the suffering of man and the crucifixion of his ego and through earthly difficulties his spiritual body will be liberated. Through the surrender of the mind, man will again be open to the power and splendor of God in their lives.
Be blessed.
 
My blessings to you all

No 420

The overwhelming love of God

I was laying in bed and sighed to My God (and I felt really not insecure or so, but re-examined my efforts and my deeds): "Ah, what am I worth to You? I am fickle. I do not listen well, I am lazy. I promise you everything and I do not keep my promises. I'm unsteady.  I spend endless time on many things of life, while You get sparse moments from me.  I'm inconsistent, I do not trust You enough when I'm overcome by the infestations of life. You always say "rest assured" but often I am not. First I have to see come through what you promised me. I am unreliable. I, ah, I just have to end up, it is too much.

My God, what are You thinking of me? Probably You are disappointed.

No, I thought,  that’s not what God is like.
You are surely despondent.
No, I thought, that’s not what God is like.
You have become impatient for sure.
No, I thought, that’s not what God is like.
But what are You then? How do You look at me? What do You think of my little messing around?

I said, "Ah, what can I say to you. You know everything.

You know about my secret stuff. You know about my attachments. You know about my weaknesses. You know about my wrestling. You know about my shortcomings. You know everything about me. You know everything. You see me completely. I can not hide anything. You are the only One Who knows me and sees me”.

And I am taken away, quite unexpectedly, in an overwhelming wave of pure love, pure acceptance, pure wisdom. I feel how God looks at me. And I am immersed in a milky white sea of being, of love, of understanding, of wisdom, of acceptance. And I have to cry out of happiness. I'm coming home. I am seen in all my weaknesses. And everything is okay. And all my worries have been lost in this wave of love. There is nothing but God and something that who is calling itself me, but can not be found. I no longer exist, but I am immersed in a sea of peace, space, full emptiness, a milky white existence of being, of love, of being seen, of surrender, of having stopped wrestling, of having stopped thinking that I have to do something or feel something or say something while I do not have to do anything anymore.

Being, being, being.

I cry out of happiness and remember for myself that this has always been the case. That I do not have to do my best in the eyes of God. That I am, that I Am.
I stroke my face with my hands and know that God touches me and caresses me. I stroke my arm and feel that God touches me, that my arm itself is the touch of God, that my whole body is the touch of God. I am, I am, I am.
I fell asleep happily.

 My God, would You like to comment on this?

This is all okay, My son.

Be blessed.
 
My blessings to you all

No 419

With God you are cornered

At a certain moment I was really saying no to myself and my attachments. But one night I suddenly had permitted myself alcohol indeed and that's not much in my case, but still too much for me to drink. That then didn’t go well down so I was really a little sick. Yes, two glasses of wine, no more. I sighed to God: "My God, in this way I am completely cornered”.
What God commented:

My son, but it is My corner.

I felt deeply ashamed.

No 418

Talk to a three-year-old-child (Lost in life, 7)

 


Sometimes you need to talk to a three-year-old just so you can understand life again*

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A child does not understand life but ís life.

The real, uncensored, rich, wonderful life does impose itself on such a child. Because it is vulnerable and with it’s tender mind it has not yet acquired many artificial ideas about how life should be. It experiences life as it is. It is life.

An adult person has become saturated with solid thoughts, and interpretations and fixed opinions and so on.

That is why it is always a relief for an adult person to deal with the real rich, uncensored life. But talking to a flower, a river or a tree is simply not for everyone.
Talking to a child is. And a three-year-old is just fresh and open enough and can talk just enough to arrange a pleasant fresh lively inspiring experience for an adult.

My blessings to you all

No 417

* https://www.powerofpositivity.com/11-quotes-to-remember-when-you-feel-lost-in-life/

 

The children's hand of God

I was messing around for a couple of days with all the worldly things, attachments, and I did not do much about my faith. After a few days, I had a clear moment and said to God: "Well, I have let you down for a while, you are certainly very disappointed in me?"

My son, God is never disappointed, because God is always let down by man and therefore from experience God expects nothing. Thus God is pleased with the smallest gesture of man,  with the smallest step, with the simplest prayer.

The child's hand of God is thus quickly filled.

The spiritual world is wise and knows everything and therefore expects nothing and if something comes Our way, we are so pleased as a child about this human being, with this little gesture, with this loving prayer or with a simple act of goodness.

Thank you for mentioning here, and be blessed for this.

My blessings to you all

No 416

My whole body is the touch by God

One night I went to bed early because I had had it with life, totally. I had been a bit down all day, it had been busy at work and things had been disappointing. I was late at home after a nasty meeting and did not even feel like preparing some food. I was laying in bed in the dark, just on my own and felt lonely. I needed to be touched, and I said to God. "Yes, you can not comfort me in this, not at all. Oh certainly spiritually of course, if I ask You to but You can not touch me, You are not a human being, and right now I need a human touch. " I was laying  still and mused about this all a little bit and suddenly the next amazing thought came to my mind, which I simultaneously uttered: "But my whole body is the touch by God!"

I got so overwhelmed by this realization that I turned on the light and looked at my hands and arms and with one hand I touched my other, stroked my arm and stroked myself so to speak and felt that literally God touched me. I was filled with great awe. My whole body was created by God and was cherished by God and everything I did was one complete touch of me as a human being by God. I felt so comforted and secured and suddenly so completely and calmly and together with God that my whole despondent experience of loneliness was solved like snow in the sun. I fell asleep comforted.

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My son, is not this all Mine too? All these words, this insight and to begin with the words: "the body of man is the touch by God".

I saw your loneliness and knew that you were only now open to this great realization. Everything is from God, life, the world, man, his spirit and his body. But now especially you were allowed to experience this literally physically, just purely physically. And I comforted you with this realization, and you experienced that evening with your whole being that man is not alone, never alone, and that his body is the living and cherished and wonderful gift of God to man. And that man with his body is literally touched by God. And so comes very close the  realization that the body is the temple of God. That God stays there. In love and touch.
You are blessed.

My blessings  to you all

No 415