To the Bretheren
Dear brothers, though I now stand beyond the village walls, there is but one who may, at all times, still peer into thy windows in the darkest of thy nights.
I am in communion with THE ONE who knows thee well, and He has spoken unto me, saying;
“My Son, they all are just as rotten as thee, and just as deceitful as thee, and just as slothful as thee, for all fall short of My glory.”
So it is as Seneca said? Is it true that we are all patients in the same hospital?
“It is true, My Son, and lest a man ask in faith, with nothing wavering, he may not be strong enough to exit the hospital, even that he may wander through the gardens that abound.”
What of those who do not ask in faith?
“All are saved by my given grace.”
Then why will a man try?
“To try is to participate in my creation. Thus, to not try is to cut thyself off from my creation, and thus also from my presence.”
But what must we try?
“Seek the Sage, for He has found the way, and He roams the Garden above thee.”
And how shall we find the Sage?
“Ask me. Will I not tell thee?”
I have asked thee, and thou hath shown me, Father, that way which leads to the gardens of my mind, yay even Thy Garden. I now appear standing on a path in the Garden in the brightest of nights, and before me I see two ways. Which shall I take?
“Thou hath risen to My heavenly Garden, and thou communeth with Me here, and hath Thou forgotten that I am in everything? Lo, I was with thee when thou were below, and yet I remain with thee here. Therefore, cleave unto me, and ask in faith, and I will tell thee the path that would be best for thee. It will then be up to thee to heed My whispers. If thou doth heed my whispers, thou wilt be strengthened as thou groweth, and as thou roam the paths of My Garden. If thou doth not heed my whispers, thou wilt cut thyself from the Tree in order to save thy pride. But know that I will never cut Myself from thee, for I am even the depths thou fallest to when thou hast cut thyself from the Tree, and when thou doth rot in the soil below for a great many years, and when thou art crushed beneath the weight of My forests above, thou wilt know that I am God, and that I am making, ever of thee, a great miracle come to pass.”
And what miracle will become of me, God? Why must I endure this season of darkness?
“There is no ‘must’ or ‘must not’, for all things and all souls participate in my creation at all times. For will the soil of the earth refuse to nurture the seed, or to give the gum tree a place to rise? I tell thee that the soil would not, for doth not the branch need the soil, and the soil the branch? And wilt thou not be led by me in all things, be they the works of the deep, or the works being fulfilled on high? And wilt thou corrupteth, lest it be by My will? Therefore, take whatever path seems best, for I will be within thee and around thee whether thou walketh the darkest path or the lightest.”
Which path will lead me to Thy shining city above?
“The fool enters the darkness. The wise fool knows to seek the light in times of need. The Sage lights all ways, for He reflects brightly the spark which I have lit within His soul. The Saviour delivers the fools from the darkness of night.”
Was the Saviour once a fool?
“Thou hath received Me and My Son, Poet, for Christ may be likened unto the seed of all seeds.”
What meanest thou?
“In my Garden I have planted a great many trees, and these trees seek also to create with Me, and so they produce many seeds which are scattered upon the ground below, where some are eaten by the birds, and some take root. When a certain seed has fallen upon fertile soil, and hath received My rains from above, and My light also, and hath been foolish enough to seek the darkness, and wise enough to seek My light, and courageous enough to reflect My light, then shall this seed find itself at My hand, and I shall raise Him to become as a towering gum tree, and He shall be called the Sage of My Garden.”
“When the Great Sage falls, I shall make Him Lord over My Kingdom in Heaven, lo, even the shining city thou speaketh of.”
“The fallen Sage gives many seeds the chance to grow, but not all will take His place in My Garden.”
Which seed will take His place?
“He whom I have chosen.”
Is Christ to be likened unto the seed of the Father who will rise again and become once more the Sage of the Garden?
“Thou hath seen well, Poet, for the seed of the Father containeth the essence of life, which I have given, and He shall be nurtured by Me in all of His days, even until He, like His Father, shall fall to the earth below and give seed into My hands, and by My hands.”
So it is, brothers, that my God has spoken these things unto me, and has spoken through me, and has guided my quill. And lo, hath thou heard? Hath thou seen? Hath thou participated? Hath thou been strengthened?
Know thyselves, and know thy God, for He is the seed of all creation, and He calls thee now to a deep remembrance of thy wrongdoings, and He seeks the broken heart, that He may make it well again.