The Mystery of Jesus (Page 12 of 12)

An Italian judge has ordered a priest to appear in court this month to prove that Jesus Christ existed.

The message itself was a link... just click on it.

Whoa, I didn't know the C's promoted the blue eyed, tall, fair, blonde Jesus.....YIKES.

In my experience, and in the experience of a loose-knit group of fellow psychics I interact with around the world, THAT particular critter is the same one who goes around calling himself St. Germain and/or Koot Humi, or The Tibetan, all of them nasty pieces of work.  This particular entity hangs out on a ship with a nasty ragtag group of negatively oriented ET's doing tons of abductions, implanting, and other CRAPPOLA that is a real pain to remove from the victims. I've scraped people up off of the floor who had the misfortune of welcoming this particular entity into their lives. Suffice it to say, it was not pretty. He tells people whatever they want to hear about his identify, and many people fall for his Jesus lies.

On the other hand, within my informal group of seer buds and pals, the Jesus WE'VE all been in touch with looks very different - completely opposite, really - from the C's description.

Which is interesting.

I never told people about the Jesus I've been in contact with.  Never until recently, that is.  For whatever reasons I've been getting bolder about it lately.

What's funny is how people would find me over the years and independently, without knowing anything about the experiences I'd had communicating with him, offer up their own interactions with him and describe the same man I saw/see, down to the exact physical details. People who didn't even know I in any way was interested in Jesus because, "Gee, she must be the groovy pagan goddess chicka (which is how many people prefer to see me.)"

Interesting.

Are there different Jesuses for different folks? 

Possibly.

But I don't like that description the C's gave.....I KNOW that being, I have FOUGHT that being, and I have cleared other people out of the crap and the soul loss and the implants that that particular critter implanted into them.

And if he ever crosses my path or my loved ones' paths again, there will be no end to the world of pain he experiences for intruding upon their spiritual sovereignty.

You'd stand where I stand if you had seen what he has done to people, many of them children, many of them indigo or crystal types, whose souls he sought to pervert irretrievably before they could even make it to adolescence.

Not on my patrol, bub.

Okay, these were my (somewhat intense) two cents on this particular thread!  I guess you know where I stand on the matter now.

Jennifer aka Lipstick Mystic

PS  I think this intense post needs to be counteracted with a  mention of the energy I feel coming off of the real Jesus, who is an amazingly enlightened being who pretty much defies description. Words fail.  Imagine the largest, most magnificent vibration of love, and then multiply that by a gazillion times, and you'll have some small glimpse of the immense light of this blessed, blessed, being.

How can any of the pretenders compare to that?  They wish.

At Catholic school (the convent),  the period when I had my First Holy Communion was a strange and intense time in my life.  I was seven years old and had suddenly and inexplicably gone deaf. What was even stranger is that some days I could hear and on other days I couldn't.  I've since learned this is common in the initial stages of hearing loss, but
at the time, it made things even crazier than they already were.

On the days that I could hear, during practice for Communion, I was able to glean two lines from  the hymn we were singing:  Jesus, Jesus, come to me, All my longing is for thee.  I was reminded of those lines by your posts,  LipstickMystic and Haven.  I too have felt this
connection to Jesus.  The faults of Catholicism apart, I'm glad I was
doing this at that particular time, because I now feel that it brought this energy into me when I especially needed it, and that it's been sustaining me ever since, although I am tuned in more or less at different times.

Anyway, I was inspired to go online and find the song in its entirety, and I did.  It's really beautiful,  the pureness of the longing really comes through when it's sung.  Thanks for providing the inspiration for me to finally learn the words of this sing that I've never forgotten!

Jesus, Jesus, Come to Me

Jesus, Jesus, come to me,
All my longing is for Thee,
Of all friends the best Thou art,
Make of me Thy counterpart.

Jesus, I live for Thee,
Jesus, I die for Thee.
I belong to Thee
Forever in life and death.

I grew up fundamental Southern Baptist, and around the time I decided to go to preacher school I started noticing the humble and charitable nature of the southern hispanic Catholic population.

In recent times, I've been very anti-literal Jesus, but I am now seeking to put aside the "emotions" of the "Jesus real vs myth" debate and experience hanging out with practicing Catholics near my home town.

We may all disagree over the nature of the Jesus story, but one thing that I believe is that we all, regardless of beliefs, need each other and can benefit tremendously from open dialogue and warm embracement of the divine spark in each of us.

We may toss stones daily at the messenger, but the eternal message is there for all of us to meditate upon.