RBLUM-184

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Chapter 184 - Sahariel comments on Amen. Minerva’s love declaration. The angelic messenger’s wise response. Parable of the two wells - Cado reveals the situation


1. Continues Miklosch: “Sahariel steps up, saying: “I too have a right to express a powerful Amen, but I don’t do so because judgment lurks behind every Amen. I hence counsel you two to withdraw your Amen. For it is not right for anyone to renounce an Amen over something not in line with God’s order, every spirit nevertheless can carry an eternal Amen within himself concerning God’s will! This Amen is the primordial life of all beings and their greatest freedom, once they have made it fully their own out of themselves. Every other Amen produces haughtiness, pride and the disdain everything true, good and divine. It builds prisons, forges chains and kindles the fire of destruction. Hence take back your Amen and enter upon an eternal God Amen. Then you shall soon be freed from the hell that is still raging most powerfully in your hearts. Follows this advice, and you shall truly not fare badly! ’

2. Says Minerva, facing Cado: “Did you hear that, conceited know-all? Those are words of true celestial anointment, upon which one can build! Listen, I followed your words, but the more I thought about them the clearer it was that you were just a blind adventurer, a devil who is indeed in possession of power but using same to score a buffoon’s hit! Get packing with your punch linesand hang onto your Davidian stones for memorials. Because not your stones but these two messengers have broken my lance and smashed my eternal sceptre. Hence glory and praise is not yours but theirs. Sahariel, take me, I want to be your prize, for you have earned your right to it!”

3. Says Sahariel: “Crown of all outer beauty, I and my friend Uraniel have earned the prize just as little as friend Cado, for we are only servants of the Lord’s wide plan, and tools in His hand! Even if it seems that we do something out of ourselves, it is only appearance, for it is only He Who accomplishes everything! Hence leave things to what pleases Him! We all are of the Lord, and are a prize to Him alone according to our meekness and love for Him! To us is due only whatever His great grace and mercy offer us. But let this not sadden you; should He Himself out of His endless love bind you to my heart, then I shall also accept you for eternity in most thankful appreciation. Does this please you, most physically beautiful light-bearer??

4. Says Minerva: “Most beautiful Sahariel, your limitless modesty engages my admiration; your heavenly speech flowed like milk and honey into my turbulent heart and breathes love over love for you, my most divinely beautiful Sahariel! What friendly earnest streams from your youthful face! What heavenly nobility wafts through your entire being, and what celestial harmony shines through all your limbs, like a morning star! I must confess my exceeding love for you and shall be the unhappiest being of infinity if you don’t reciprocate. Look I too am beautiful, but not good unfortunately; yet who knows whether I could not, through you, become as good as I am beautiful? I would gladly proffer you a most pure heart if only I had one. Accept it as is, and maybe it becomes noble and pure at your side. Do not spurn my proposal, since it arises from the first love of my eternally long existence!”

5. Says Sahariel: “My most radiantly fair Minerva, your existence has indeed been an immensely lengthy one already, but not an eternal one. It was not right from the very beginning; God alone is eternal, everything else having taken its inception out of Him. Even if some of us have existed a few cledillions longer than others, they are far from being eternal. You have indeed been somewhat presumptuous in your zeal, but let it be. If otherwise you perceive true love in your heart – which at present I doubt, then I would overlook such poetic excess. You have offered me your heart, which I accept, but add just one small condition: that you willingly and cheerfully follow me to the Lord, taking friend Cado with you! If you can do that then we are sorted out.”

6. Says Minerva: “Friend, this is an endlessly huge and unachievable condition for me! Me accompanying you to the Lord of infinity, taking the now repugnant Cado with me? Anything more likely than that, for it is to me impossible! Before coming up with such condition you first must purify my heart! Such instant fulfilment would not bring the almighty Deity. I say unto you – take me without reservations, and your trip shall not be a rough one!”

7. Says Sahariel: “This shall not do, as too much judgment still lingers in your heart. Such can be ameliorated only through your graduated subordination to the ordered divine will residing within us. Doing what you desire we would enter upon your judgment. Magnifying same when we ought to reduce it.

8. Metaphorically the thing can be likened to two wells – one filled with the purest water, the other with filthiest sludge. Streaming the clean fountain water into the filthy contents one, the latter is purified, turning it into good water; whilst driving the filth of the second into the first, both would become bad and unusable!

9. Take note of this telling example of why we can’t take up the water of your will into ours, making it obvious why you should let the water of our will stream into yours. Hence do as we say and you shall be purified with a fill of noble water! Did you not yourself express the desire to become clean and noble through myself! You can so indeed if you desire it, but you must do as I advise you in the name of the Lord! ’

10. In response to this simple and wise instruction, Minerva keeps her face down, apparently pondering how to rid herself of this increasingly irksome company.

11. Cado also seems to notice it, saying to Sahariel and Robert Uraniel: “Although I am myself a devil, I must confess we won’t get far with this serpent. Her stubborn and most wicked cunning surpasses my imagination. She is not serious about transcending to a better existence; her serpentine nature being is saturated with poison. How many convincing representations have already been made to her, whose perfect wisdom she can see as well as we can. Her old satanic will remains perpetually the same. She of course feigns a response to our efforts but only in appearance, doing everything to eventually corner us. I say: nothing doing, Satana! You won’t string us along much further, we have worked you out!”


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