As insurrectionists were breaking into the offices of lawmakers and engaging in violent clashes with law enforcement that would leave at least five dead — including one police officer, House Chaplin prayed from Psalm 46, “God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change, though the mountains shake in the heart of the sea.”*
Ann: Jesus?**
Jesus: Yes. I have been wanting to speak with you and your readers. I have watched with understanding and concern as those of you who claim common cause with our solders of light have become discouraged at the seeming success of those who would do otherwise. Even at this point in time when there is measurable progress all over the globe, we see the success and glee of the mob violence promoters brought back into our living rooms.
Mob violence is a drug. I have experience as the target, as many of you are aware. Some of you may have also had that experience, but all of you, due to the electronic media have seen it in action. Do you wonder how a mind can be so contorted as to allow itself to be used for such an untoward cause?
Well, I hope to provide somewhat of an explanation and perhaps a suggested response. Those who feel impotent look for power. Because they have none - or none that they can access because they see power as external - they cannot protest the powerful so they turn on those weaker. They do not think of the right and wrong of their actions but focus solely on the injuries that they themselves have suffered. And for many these injuries are grievous.
It started when Adam blamed Eve for his own actions and thus departed from the mission of the Lord to set himself up as a separate and secular island so that he could enjoy the proliferation of his own power and ego. The blame could never be his; it must be deflected upon those who were weaker, who could not defend themselves. And now we see the proliferation of that trend.
Yes, I know that this story is considered a myth, but what is a myth but a symbolic tale holding real meaning for us to receive should we choose to open our eyes to do so? Each of us can fall into the trap of mob violence. It all depends upon the motivation. We like to think that we could never be so triggered, but our reaction to those who have succumbed is available to show us that we can. We turn on them, do we not? We vilify them as “other.” We say that we could never march a mile in their shoes because we are better than that.
I am here to say that we are not better than that. That all of us are fallen souls, that every minute of every day provides us with an opportunity to choose whether we want to walk further from the unbounded love that our Creator has offered us or back into the night.
This planet is an experiment. Never will we conquer the tendencies of the human being to dominate unless we conquer those tendencies within ourselves. Many say that that can never happen, such tendencies, they say, are burred too deep and are an intrinsic part of the human being forever and ever amen.
But such is not so. Every day, put yourself in the shoes of someone whose choices you deplore. Ask how such conduct can be countered most effectively. Yes, restraint, even confinement, will be required for those most lost in the creation of their own false kingdom, but in that restraint or confinement must always be offered the opportunity for repentance. For the others who are not deaf and blind to the consequences of their actions, we must invite them back in.
Always we must see that in the soldier that nails us to the cross the one who refused to raise his hand against his fellows. Always there is the possibility for redemption if we love each other as our brother and our brother as ourselves.
February 10, 2021
*Religious New Service, Jack Jenkins, January 9, 2021
**Referred by Anita Sacco. See "Recommended Channelers" under "Resources" tab. Anita can be contacted for purchase of obtaining the recipe for her protection spray or for spiritual or past life readings at https://www.etsy.com/shop/FairyTaleEnd.