The Wilderness

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Now John himself had a garment of camel’s hair and a leather belt around his waist; and his food was locusts and wild honey. – Matthew 3:4

The young ones flee to the wilderness. They have heard through whispers that is where Greatness resides.

They go to the wilderness, ushering through the clumps of fearsome rocks and sandy soil, to rest with the old ones; the abbas and ammas, the ones that wholly listen with the ears of their hearts.

They pursue a life less lived. A life brimming with raw honey, locusts, pungent wine, prayer and unity. A life they dare not dream but a life all the same prominent in love ever after.

Love not in the sense of promiscuity but of innocence—that of the beginning—in which the golden rays of the guiding stars in Heaven shone.

In this wilderness they find a knowledge uncanny akin to their childhood faith, one that swallows them whole with wonderment.

They vow to the aflame that is growing from the Breath ever so gently exhaled on the spark from within.

It is then that they are let loose.

They have grown from the young and unmindful to a wise and timeless tribe.

They witness the Holy, in all the living world—even the flesh—and that which is illimitable.

It is through the wilderness that they are able to make their way back to the widely known.

To the place often traveled.

Not to subdue or go back to ways of the common but to spread the passion of goodness.

Lead by righteousness.

It is in this worldly place they are able to free themselves from the binds that constrain them. The binds that had permanently mark their tender skin—transforming them into the wake of tomorrow.

They know from their rest that they will be able to flourish and witness the Holy in the darkest of shadows; within the greatest cities, across the vastness of plains and in the depths of the sea.

It is there that their light will shine brighter than ever before, dripping with a thick and rich solace.

This same solace will spread with glory; pulsating all the different colors of glimmering warmth that has been cast and revealed through a crystal so clear.

And in that glimmering warmth a remarkable Presence is acknowledged.

In that moment the Truth will be known; no hesitation, no questioning.

Purely cell-splitting willingness and awareness.

In the darkness.

In the night.

In the wilderness.

Amongst all that ever was.

That is where Greatness will transcend all; ever breathing, light-giving in the stillness like wintertide.

 

With Love,

Brooke

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A Christian FAITH with New Age Abilities

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“So faith comes from hearing, and hearing through the word of Christ.” – Romans 10:17

Hello fellow WordPress bloggers and readers!

I heard and recognized a message from God.  The message was on November 22, 2014 and I didn’t recognize it for what it was until today.

The message being that I needed to read and re-read a particular article.  I found this amazing article on the Vatican website.  It was written on February 3, 2003.  I’d like to share it with you now: 

Jesus Christ the Bearer of Water – A Christian Reflection on the New Age.

This article reflects New Age and Christianity.  Plus, they reference centres that we can attend to understand New Age through the Church; yes, I said it–through the Church.  (I’ve been in contact with the Office of Pontifical Council for Culture and they sent me something to share with you, a link to a database that lists out centres around the world.)    

My dear friend wrote to me in response to this article, saying, “Yes there truly is help out there without anyone looking for glorification.”  I completely agree with that statement. Everyone that I’ve ever met that was trying to teach me about my gifts were actually trying to glorify their work and not God’s work.  I even got caught up in promoting another’s work; which ended up taking the glory away from God.  I have learned to be more cautious when taking pity on someone whom doesn’t believe their work is getting the recognition they believe it deserves.  In my experience, if God wants work to be knowing then everything will line up fast and close to flawless.

Like I said earlier, I first read this article on November 22, 2014.  However, it wasn’t until today that I realized finding this article was the message I needed from God.  It’s the truth and you know what they say about the truth?  It will set you free.  

Let me explain how this article was a message (I couldn’t have this experience happen and not share it with my dear friends and readers because this is HUGE.  Plus, I hope this information helps someone out there):

Over the past year, I’ve been in search of answers to lifelong questions.  Many family members and close friends told me that I needed to just listen–REALLY listen–to hear God.  Well, I finally figured out how to not only listen but also recognize when He speaks.  When He answers me it happens quite naturally, except that time seems to stop and the words He wants me to hear (whether it’s in a movie, on the radio or from the mouth of my friends and family) are emphasized, almost as if they are being said in BOLD.  It’s in that moment that I know that a message is being given to me.  Well, that and I get chills all over my body.

Well, that happened as I was watching The Journey Home with Father Bill Kneemiller right around 45 minutes when they discussed the article Jesus Christ the Bearer of Water – A Christian Reflection on the New Age.  

At that moment, I knew this article was significant and that it would help me and others find answers.  What did I get from this article?  The Church really does care for us and wants us to awaken.  They don’t want us to be ignorant or oblivious to the temptations in the world. And that is why they opened Catholic Cultural Centres around the world.

My favorite part of this article (believe me, it was hard to narrow it down) was this:

It is extremely important to check the credentials of people, groups and institutions claiming to offer guidance and information on New Age. In some cases what has started out as impartial investigation has later become active promotion of, or advocacy on behalf of, “alternative religions”. Some international institutions are actively pursuing campaigns which promote respect for “religious diversity”, and claim religious status for some questionable organisations. This fits in with the New Age vision of moving into an age where the limited character of particular religions gives way to the universality of a new religion or spirituality. 

I have never met anyone that can offer guidance and information on New Age without promoting themselves, an alternate path away from church, or without keeping records of personal discussions to be included in their future publications.

You might ask why I would be so happy to find these centres?  Well, like I stated in a previous post: I sense spirits.  I’ve come along way since I started searching for answers, but I want to understand it in more depth, connect with like-minded people and in a Christian way from a good source.  I have faith in the Church and I believe they will be able to guide me better than any other organization.  So, I’m going to forget about new age circles, people that are looking for self-glorification and head to my local Catholic Cultural Centre. The reason I do this: I don’t want to be lured into false worship.

Thanks for reading.

Brooke

God’s Wisdom

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“For the Lord gives wisdom; from his mouth come knowledge and understanding…” – Proverbs 2:6

About a year ago, I had a hard time understanding the wisdom of God.  I always believed in Him, but never understood why things happened the way they did (well, I still don’t, but I’ve learned that I don’t need to understand as there’s a greater purpose as to why these things happen).

Here’s an example of how I understand God’s wisdom now:

The other day I was mocked by a man for my faith in God.  Immediately after being mocked I thought about my Grandmother June, and the feelings I felt when she passed away from lung cancer when I was 10 years old.  Somehow, it felt like a connection.  Like I was given this memory of my grandmother to understand this man.

To explain a little further, I was very close to my Grandma June.  She was an amazing grandmother.  I loved her so dearly.  I pleaded with my Mom to find a doctor that could fix my grandmother.  My Mom told me it would be impossible as the cancer was progressive and spread to both lungs already.  She said there was no hope.  My Dad told me there would have to be a miracle to save her.

Almost immediately I thought about pleading to God.  Every day after I found out my grandmother had cancer I prayed to God that a cure for her cancer would be found.  Six months later there was no cure and she was taken away from me, abruptly, only an hour before her next birthday.  I cried and cried and cried.  I just didn’t understand the wisdom behind her having to leave us.  I heard many say about my brothers and I, “A child should never have to experience death at such a young age.”  Hearing that made me feel like it never happened and my family was singled out (I was young and unaware).

I was saddened by this loss I felt.  I held God responsible for that death and waited for Him to explain it to me.  I really didn’t know how to listen to Him that early on.  So, I held a grudge (out of disappointment) against Him for a very, very long time (I still believed in Him, but I was confused from experiencing my first death).

Over this past year, I learned to let it go and to ask for forgiveness from Him for holding on to this resentment for so long.  Oh, the feeling I got when I asked for forgiveness was pure comfort.  I felt like I was again in his light of love and protection (I always was, but it was such an indescribable feeling to ask for forgiveness).  I felt tingly all over as if He were giving me a hug, reassuring me that everything will be okay.

I am actually quite ashamed of this resentment, but I’m sharing it with you today in the hopes it helps someone out there.

Now, back to that man that mocked my faith, I’ve been praying for him for the past few days.  Praying and praying and praying.  I’ve even asked my children to pray for him.  My prayer is, “God, please help this man.  Help him to understand your wisdom.  Also, help me understand him.”

Well, this morning that man told me why he mocked my faith.  He told me that he lost his mother to cancer at the age of 6.  He, too, waited for an answer from God.  He never understood why God would do this to his family.  Eventually, he stopped believing in God and anything greater than himself.  He told me the reason being that he never got an answer. I keep thinking, “Well, maybe, like me, he didn’t know how to listen.”

I now see that God spoke to me the moment that man mocked me and also this morning (I just didn’t realize it until I had all the pieces to the puzzle this morning).  First, God was showing me a way into this man’s reaction of my faith by reminding me of my past feelings of the loss of my grandmother and resentment towards God.  He was showing me that there are others out there that have had a loved one pass that lost faith in Him.  Second, He was showing me that I need to have compassion for this man and others that mock my faith.

I’m on the fence about telling this man about my grandmother.  I feel like I should in a way, but I don’t want to be mocked any further.  I’m 100% positive that if God intends for me to tell this man about my grandmother then He will give me the power to speak.  It would be the man’s choice to seek out God.  I would just be giving him a tiny bit of hope (or ammunition).  I will pray for further answers.

It makes me sad to hear this man’s story and hear his grief.  I truly feel compassion for him.

God’s answer to my prayers gives me full reassurance that His wisdom is real and it can help us.  I just need to listen to that wisdom as it can be very subtle at times and can come in pieces, almost like a jigsaw puzzle.

This experience also got me thinking about God’s adversary.  I’m picturing Satan smiling at what he has made out of this man.

A year ago, having someone mock my faith like this man did would have surely pushed me into a sorry state.  Not today though!

I shared this story of faith, hardship and wisdom with you today in the hopes that you can share it with others; ones that can appreciate and/or benefit from it.

I am so grateful you are here.

I would love to hear your experiences with God’s wisdom.

Thank you for reading my post.

Have a great weekend,
Brooke