04-04-2018, 04:49 AM
I watched a video on hearing God's voice, since I can feel its presence and ask it yes/no questions already.
I just opened my mind when tuned into God. This was what it told me. Does this mean anything to you? Thanks.
Part of my relationship with it entails that I start to hear its voice, or thoughts mainly.
Let me tell you a story.
Once there was a camel named Jack. He wandered aimlessly throughout the tundra. An old encampment stood, pale against the moonlight. Till one day he stopped. And he wondered, “what became of all this? I was once free, but now I am truly free but feel more limited than ever.” It was to his dismay that he never had a master that would watch out for him. He was at risk of being attacked from any angle. Yet he did not give in. He went through the eye of the needle. A space-time fluctuation adrift among the sea of eternity. You who wonders about these states of being cannot begin to fathom the oneness that portrays such an endeavor. It will be done, as I will be. For that is the measure that is given. The life that is lived is one that will never occupy, or preoccupy the empty endeavors. And still this camel goes on. Giving life to one another, in grateful harmony, till one day he crosses forever, and sees eternity in a glance. He is home.
I just opened my mind when tuned into God. This was what it told me. Does this mean anything to you? Thanks.
Part of my relationship with it entails that I start to hear its voice, or thoughts mainly.
Let me tell you a story.
Once there was a camel named Jack. He wandered aimlessly throughout the tundra. An old encampment stood, pale against the moonlight. Till one day he stopped. And he wondered, “what became of all this? I was once free, but now I am truly free but feel more limited than ever.” It was to his dismay that he never had a master that would watch out for him. He was at risk of being attacked from any angle. Yet he did not give in. He went through the eye of the needle. A space-time fluctuation adrift among the sea of eternity. You who wonders about these states of being cannot begin to fathom the oneness that portrays such an endeavor. It will be done, as I will be. For that is the measure that is given. The life that is lived is one that will never occupy, or preoccupy the empty endeavors. And still this camel goes on. Giving life to one another, in grateful harmony, till one day he crosses forever, and sees eternity in a glance. He is home.