Showing posts with label Our church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Our church. Show all posts

Monday, October 1, 2012

Going to church







God's cathedral...in every land, no matter the name.
Connect, love, feel, smile, release.
Free your stoke, paddle out.
The dolphins come.
Joy and balance is yours.
Prayer to the Great Father.
Gratitude.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Attending church

God is not found in a building made with human hands: 3 places in the New Testament.

The building is where you go to get organized--usually controlled by satanists--religion. Most of the mega rich churches are CIA fronts. In fact, the National Council of Churches was a front created by the CIA and funded by Rockefeller money.

Think about it.

If the Bible says God is not found in a building made with human hands, then Dad means it. He doesn't mean go and get seminary programming from some closet satanist with an agenda. He means to make a personal connection with him. That's what it's all about, regardless of race, creed, or country. Just make a connection with Him; put Him in your heart. Any man that needs or relies upon some "vetted" priest to tell him about God has no relationship of his own.

Get it. No one can give it to you. It's something you do yourself and costs NO MONEY. It doesn't require you to show up at a building dressed like Pat Boone or Debbie Reynolds. That's just group-think and conditioning, some two thousand years worth.

It's between you and Him. It's private. A personal thing and labels or languages mean nothing, save for the sincerity in your heart.

Get ye to it.


Our favorite church


Another church we attend from time to time


Monday, July 18, 2011

Going to "church"

It may suprise some people that when our family goes to church, for us, we go to Dad's pure creation - the ocean, mountains, rivers, and streams. For there we find spirit unsullied by the machinations of evil...of the network...and things are more pure. More REAL. Honest.




And life affirming.



THis is our daily bread. Connecting with Our Father First and Last. Then to his angelic creation. THe messengers. The elementals. Which are and always have been, wholly visible to us. As visible as your hand is to you.



FOr many years I've documented this reality. Mainly, to remind this world that being lost in the mundane and trivial -the illusions of Earth will have your life spent chasing ephemeral realities that in the end, count for nothing. That's your choice.



Because of this increasingly loving connection to Dad's Grace, Love, and COmpassion, by extension, His Creation has with it, that same connection point. All we do is bring our best selves - open, kind, sincere, without guile, and eager to love and be loved by, all that Dad has given this planet without letup. It's that simple. Then the doors open, stay open, with new doors opening all the time.



In the pics below. You see simple joy, translated wherever we go, being the children we seem to always be. You may call us idiot fools - or worse. Have it your way.



But we Love GOD, Our Father. And all he is, was and ever will be. It fills us with a simple peace and serenity. And His Creations responds to that.



LOOK IN THE WATER INSIDE THE RED SQUARE.