I guess it all started the minute we opened our eyes today......

While driving around work on the forklift, I like to think about things and write in our head. It helps with the day and passes the time. It also gives us more time to work on our goals and ideas. Thinking about how we are going to explain our thoughts and what we found, is a little scary for us and brings fear to mind again. Nonetheless, that can’t stop us at this point. Then a  thought popped into our head about a text we received Friday but had done nothing with it. A church we have mentioned before had sent another verse to us. Mark 16:15. So we thought well maybe we will see what’s up with this and learn at the same time. Growth. Really, it was not a bad idea. Then after that we could possibly put the blog together. It was a solid plan to roll through our day. 

Driving around coming in from the west pad, I began to just cry out of nowhere. Crying is not normal for this temple, but there we were crying about what? That we had signed another book? Nah, that feels amazing, truthfully. We are so blessed and never thought in our lifetime, in this temple that would ever happen nor along our travelled roads. With that, we hope to sign so many of our hand cramps. LOL. 

On that, none of that happens without the help of the elements of life, all our ancestry, Jesus, and our father God. They all helped me find everything we have. Everything found was in some odd way or just a coincidence as others would say. However, we will say it was all meant to be to get us where we are. We just had to start believing in one’s self. Doesn’t that just sound so easy to do? Yeah, after all the years of a lifetime, you would think I would believe in us more. Still, it feels like pain down our spinal cord. Even though we know who and what we are, how to break the pattern of us stopping ourselves is the problem.

Back to that verse that was sent to us, Mark 16:15. After playing audios of Mark 15, 16, and 17, we felt once again someone is watching or guiding us, more and more. For months, I had been trying to find a way to explain, and now we have a way to do it. There is no better way than to spread the word and do what Jesus asked or told us to do. Speak, spread the word. The thing about spreading the word is that the one spreading it should prepare for anything, especially being who we are. Just as our bro, Jesus, knew he would go through what he did. 

I remember the day that he was asked if he was the king of a group of people. No answer was spoken. Then, he was called the word nothing by the crowd of the demons in human temples. They screamed at him as he was led to the hall, only to be wrapped in purple. (You catch that? The color purple. Neat!) A crown of thrones placed on his head, just so they could beat him some more. Then, they would cast anything negative at his soul as his temple was being torn apart and mangled. They also kneeled because no matter what is controlling a temple, there is still an angel in there. In the same sense as the demon being in there, you can’t have one without the other. When the whole group had chosen and left father, maybe there was one demon that knew it had made a mistake. At that point, it was kind of stuck. Raping the land was not our thing back then or now. There is more to say on that, but not today. 

After all that went down, there he was hanging in the middle, what a mess. Sitting on a small mound, I watched a man walk into the area, he wasn’t there during the whole process. Seeing what was going on, he saw, heard, and felt everything happening on the hill. I continued to watch, as that is always smart. Darkness fell over the land as the time was near. Then Jesus cried out, “Father God, why have you forsaken me.” The temples began to care, yet the temples in mass won the rule. With that, Jesus cried with a loud voice and gave up the ghost. Wow, that is my temple’s thought on that. He gave up the ghost or soul, or Holy Spirit. What he didn’t take with him was the temple that walked our earth. That was left to hang. What a sad yet beautiful moment in the history of our world, for sure.

The man that walked up to the site was so blown away by what he experienced, what he saw with his eyes and felt with his soul. It was pure when he said, “Truly, this man was the son of God.” Watching, I wondered to myself would there ever be a time when things like this could be expressed. I guess the wondering is over, right? In all of these thoughts, it leads me to speak of the great mother Earth. The great lady that is pregnant, and I’ve heard she is a representation of life on Earth. Nah, she is holding our king to be. Making reference to Revelations, the baby is the key. Sorry to say that, but not sorry. Our truth is different from yours. Yet in the end of these blogs, I promise it will all come together like a puzzle that Marc would put together with his grandfather. As I watched them, you could see the love for one another. Let’s not forget a Twinkie on the table. As we lead our way in to what we have to say, it is time for the temple to go. Thank you for your time. Appreciate you. Peace.