Sword – light
Sword = Stearn of the Tainui waka o te Ra
I saw seven Golden lamp stands – 7 churches
In his right hand, he held seven stars – Angels of the seven churches
From his mouth issued a sharp two edged sword
His face was like the sun shining in full strength
I am the first and the last and the living one I died and behold I am alive for evermore And I have the keys of death and Hades (888)
The sword is the logos, the word of God. The sword of justice
Greenstone=library Excalibur = singing sword (The logos or word)
The Solstice are called the King Arthurs. The greenstone/grail stone is the singing stone which the sword of light, word of God is pulled from so when Jesus stated I will come with a sword it is not a literal sword it is the word of God in the office of Christ, The Logos who is the living stone.
Dear God once again I am at year end and I know for most this is a quite time of desperation when in the hearts of them is a new year and a beginning filled with hope and inspiration. I know I have seen this many times before, that as many come to close the door they close behind the past that they hope would be the last to open up a new door that will be better than the one before. But as you know this time for me is a time to say thank you for all that you have shown and this year that you have brought to me so that I have grown.
I have seen the good of light in your workers in my sight. I have seen the standard set so the old and the beset, can learn in you, can stretch in you, can grow in you and journey to new heights. So that others may discover what was found. I have laid the mantle of a burden down taking with me in the one hand all I have known and in the other all the seeds that you hath sown and as I closed the door on all I knew before within I held you always in my view.
I thank you for the time spent and even though it quickly went I am glad to walk upon the lands of Aotearoa, for in my journey I have learned that where ever my footsteps fall with your love I behold my one true home. You did not decrease the journey you instead fed me to be all I can be.
I have sat with each dear soul that you have sent onto my path. And sat with them and seen it written in their eyes, broken hearts, cheated on, destroyed by lies. I have seen the sons and daughters cry for those that have cavorted and the mothers and the fathers who have not honored all they have slaughtered. I have seen those truly lost with no wish to live among us and the ones so misused they know not who to trust and you sent me those whose one burning desire is to know truth. There were those who knew that where they lay they were surely dying. These you have sent to hear your words and take your guidance. And with patience you have offered all your grace and all your light and I hath seen these buds of roses open with your rays.
I hath heard of others judgement as they think they know so, and cried when I have heard your words so harshly spoken. In judgement they have laid and yet they do not know it. For in judgement they have paid a price beyond their knowing. Have they learned their lessons God? Have they found your truth the sword. For I know that ye would tell them. So I would ask that they be shown. That the cup of the divine be known. To drink only Gods holy wine. I have walked among your living and your dying.
I have seen the puzzles solved as the old have grown, watched those that think it too late find a new heart, a new mate. I have seen the ill grow whole I have seen the joy and tears overcome the pain and fears as dear departed ones came among them, showering love and happiness, bliss the keepsakes of these treasured moments, and there has been no pain in the sunlight of your name. No sadness only gladness and each time I have shared the same.
I have seen a wife cry joy separated by the passing of her husband as he marched into my room to touch her heart again. And a son who found his mothers love once more. Grandparents who still care even though they are not here, in this way I have watched all who have found each other. Some come to say I am well and happy, some pop in just to be a little chatty and some to say they still love us and are near. I have lived among your living and your dying.
So I thank you for it all, that in this I have come to care with those led to sit and share as we have listened to your words of wisdom for those that come to bask in your light.
So as I close this year unlike many I have no fear I give thanks for all the time I have spent. For in each moment you have walked so near. You are my joy and inspiration my true purpose for being here yet this merely is a refrain for I am brought here once again pliant to the lessons I do bend so I give my thanks for this and to you for all my happiness. For truly this year has been a blessing. I can say the best of them so far for all the lessons you do send for the harvest you do sow and as I speak these words I realize that you are truly wise.
The lessons I have learned are ones of grace and ones of light. Your treasures are so simple are a gift of true insight. So for all the work that’s done and for all that’s yet to come I give thanks God for all the moments of this year and all the time that I have spent within your loving care.
So my year end celebration because i know I have in me in the new year somewhat more and I will be glad what ever that might bring for what ever that may be my heart does truly sing God thank you I am grateful for all that I am, God I am grateful for all that I may be but most of all God thank you for allowing me to see
I have climbed the mountain top and waited to find all that I should seek. Through the clouds and mists upon it I called your name, the clouds that were gathered then departed and I could see the view. And it was there for all to see. There is a way in every moment, in every mind, in every heart, in every soul, in all creation to find your precious gold. So I will go on endlessly I will give to others so that they may come to seek and to see all that you have shown to me on that peak.
To the hungry and the lost, to the angry and the meek, and to those that truly seek. To the strong and to the weak, for we each one of us is of your own. So I say this to you all. For all that you have sown, look upon that peak and see how much it is that you have grown. For Gods love has been with you no matter what you do, that each day your life begins a new, so if you’ve sorrowed or destroyed, lusted or mistrusted, if you lay upon the shores of all that you have wasted, if you have struggled to be shown, to be reconciled and to grow, if you have cried into the night, laid awake upon the fearful and unknown, if you have asked and begun to seek the truth, its right there within you all that you seek.
You are each and everyone a tree, its not God who has you in this hold. But the God within that sets you free. For in all the seeds that God hath sown, in each moment you have grown, whether its been happiness or no or darkness on the way, Gods truth lies within. Honor all that God hath made.
Let the sword of truth and light burn ever bright in the hearts of all as each within purify and tempers the steel to hone thou sword within to perfect harmony, thus I give thanks for opening up the way and I give thanks for your lights upon the way and look forward to another bright and sunlight year.
14 April 98
The sword of truth cuts like a diamond through the heart of mankind bring harmony once more to your shore. Dark clouds remain surrounding the view never the less victory shall remain.
New song, New Jerusalem. And Miriam stood before the surging crowd and casting up her eyes to heaven she sung anew the song of victory. Bring forth the harp, the vina and the lyre; bring forth the highest sounding cymbal all ye choirs of heaven. Join in the song, the new, new song. The lord of hosts has stooped to hear the cries of men and lo, the citadel of beelzebul is shaking as a leaf before the wind The sword of Gideon is again unsheathed. The lord, with own hand has pulled far back the curtains of the night; the sun of truth is flooding heaven and earth. The demons of the dark, of ignorance and death, are fleeing fast; are disappearing as the dew beneath the morning sun. God is our strength and song; is our salvation and our hope, and we will build anew a house for God. Will cleanse our hearts, and purify their chambers, every one. We are the temple of the holy breath. We need no more a tent within the wilderness; no more a temple built with hands. We do not seek the holy land, nor yet Jerusalem. We are the tent of God; we are his temple built without the sound of edged tools. We are the holy land; we are the new Jerusalem; hallelujah, praise the lord.And when the song was done the multitudes exclaimed, praise God.