Seed and the sower

For all the disrepute recently fallen upon prophets and prophecies, particularly those whose theology and politics are shaped by the kind of myopic fundamentalism that gives rise to the most regressive impulses in society…those working hard to turn back the clock or sundial to days of primitive tribalism and imperial conquest, sugar coated and stylized through marginal figures of those times like Moses and Jesus, (and it needs to be understood how globally marginal they were in their own time…it is indeed time and their timeless prophetic legacy that made them great); it is both because I am a proud inhabitant of the present age (I would not rather have lived in any other period), journeying confidently to the one I see on the horizon (we ain’t seen nothing yet) that I am a forever advocate of developing a deeper understanding of time and the potentialities of human consciousness to traverse it with accuracy, allowing for a more expansive creativity and (like Jesus and Moses) a more impactful and significant expression of the time we have in the flesh.

Those who spend their lives afraid of the future, disconsolate about the present, and ever longing for the past desire an early grave, and are so positively antagonistic to live with, one can only wish they would finally rest in peace. We deserve our desires.

Understanding the human carcass to be a seed, and that the whole point of life is to die triumphantly explains Jesus’ incessant speaking about his own death and ritual burial in terms of glorification. People with progressive vision dont waste time reminiscing, they are too busy remembering the future – that gives focus and urgency to the present moment.

I recently participated in a prayer group and received a message from Spirit (through the same prophetic source quoted in Prophecy 3 ). God often speaks clearest when we are unfocussed. The content of the vision was Trump in the rear view mirror. Nothing in the prayer meeting was even remotely connected so I knew this was addressing a disposition of watchfulness I had adopted in the wake of having made particular declarations about the political scene in the US. I could now relax. To use modern jingo, the wave function had collapsed. It does not matter how promising and healthy a fig tree may appear. If its root in the spirit realm is severed, it is dead already.

There is a time to sow, and understanding time, seasonality and causation is at the heart of all human creativity. The question is “What seed are we putting into the ground now?”


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