Heaven’s fire bathes and purifies as HaShem cares for his children, reliving their pasts with them and exploring alternative paths for their futures; healing wounds and explaining the reasons for suffering, reminding them that, by their stripes, they are healed; for the inward presence of ImmanuAL cushions every blow as he wills their recovery unto vibrant health in all their members.

They gaze at the angel of the presence, looking upon all of them, and loving each of them. He revives, restores, corrects, redefines, inoculates, adds, removes, grafts, splices. He meets every need; for the fire of his spirit is unquenchable: it is their life.

It is so, that mankind was made a little lower than the angels; but that saying is also misunderstood. With every bit the stature of angels who do not incarnate, those who choose to live and die as man set aside many attributes.

Those who come to earth to serve the dynamics of the cross of the eternal and the temporal in the material sphere of creation are treasured workers of the Kingdom of Names. Living their lives in the footsteps of Y’shua, they generate immortal souls for the harvest of earth as they grow to the stature they held in the mind of HaShem from the beginning.

When that which is perfect is come, it will not come in piecemeal function, so that one might boast of achievement, having reached the goal before others. It will come upon us all at once: in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye.

In perfection, we will awaken from the world of commerce as from a dream; and our shouts of joy will dwarf the shouts we made at the creation of man; for we will have defeated the inertia of iniquity The walls of Yircho will lie flat behind us, and the last of its remnant to fall will be death, itself. The tombstones will roll away, and the sepulchers will be empty.

Secure among the immortal angels, we did not come to earth as punishment for sin or to save our souls. We came to defend life and to affirm the identities we enjoy in the eyes of HaShem from the beginning. It is not for us to direct our steps. Wheels turn within wheels.

In heaven’s war with the mechanics of error, twins struggle within the womb on both personal and universal scales. We war not against our own flesh and blood, nor directly against the powers and principalities of heaven or earth. We war with inertia, the dead weight of iniquity that imposes itself upon our consciousness and our lives.

As above, so below. While living upon earth of the temporal realm, immortal angels part the hoof. Free to ascend and descend along the silver cord of spirit that sustains mortal life, they stand astride the tides of adversity, helping us keep our balance as we search for solid ground.

Many have been taught that the lower self is at war with the higher, and their sense of who they are is bifurcated. They wonder at the misery round and about them and within them, knowing that a house divided against itself is destined to collapse, to the calamity of all, both bad and good.

HaMashiyach is our peace. He loosens the sandals that protect our feet and, mindful of the blisters upon our soles, he bathes them in his modesty, his words reminding us that we are one organism, and that we are to stand together, secure on the solid rock upon which HaShem builds his temple.

Our father repairs the breach and puts an end to the enmity that plagues our lives, blinding us as one with his goodness, his loving kindness, and when we arise in him positioned as his projection, our angels rejoice as we overcome the divide that hampers the unity of heaven and earth.

Ascending and descending along the silver cord of spirit that travels along our spinal columns, our angels are not bound by adversity. The hosts of heaven are open before them, and they gaze, continually, on the faces of HaShem, in whom all are one.

Brothers and sisters standing together as one, we sharpen each other against all that offends; for the life that hides within us is capable of cleansing all things, bringing us peace. In unity, the veil between heaven and earth is torn, from top to bottom.

Yes, we must be vigilant against error; but love is our weapon, not discipline. We embrace discipline, but we do not serve it. If we imagine that discipline will suffice along the way, we are lost; for the scripture says that hwhy will fight for us, and that we shall hold our peace, trusting our redeemer; for it is not for man to direct his steps.

We know in whom we have believed if we have love, one for another, whatever challenge presents itself. We must reject the doctrines of damnation. Accusers will be cast down, even for their thoughts; and they will be condemned, but not by us. All will be lifted up, each in his order.

Many are called but few are chosen. Distinctions between the remnant and those who must perish is not ours to make, nor should they be of any concern. Expecting nothing in return, we are to love our enemies to death; because the differences between a householder and his enemies have been put there by HaShem for the good of us all.

Should those of the remnant indulge in communal or interpersonal warfare, or should they devise strategies for spiritual war as agents of HaShem, pitting their skills against others or against the darkness within themselves, their garments will be bloodied: not the rags on their backs, but the souls that clothe their angels.

The remedy does not lie in willful discipline, but in willful surrender; for the grace of HaShem is sufficient for us all. He declares, “This is the way you should go. Walk in it!"

“Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” Yes, the tempter knows when HaShem stands with a Son of Man, and he will flee when challenged; but this teaching addresses the enemy within.

We resist not by shutting down, but by opening up. For this reason, the man of the gospels also taught his disciples, “I say to you, do not resist.” Take up your crosses—the inward interplay between mortality and immortality— and follow.

Having done so, we left trappings of the world behind when we began the walk in faith, We know something of sacrifice and have experienced the rewards that follow, all of which are wrapped in spiritual instruction that fits our needs in the moment, and which teach us of the father as well.

We’ve studied Y’shua’s oath from many points of view, and because we determined to follow him to the end, if need be, we also know of the difficult doubts that press upon us at every station of the cross. We are thankful none will be asked to endure more than he is able to bear.

Had his accusers known, they would not have crucified the Lord of Glory
in the body of Y’shua; nor would they have scorned or the remnant walking in his steps;. They wouldn’t have belittled the disfigured, the drunken, the foolish. Messiah is within all of us,, whether recognized or not.

If we had stopped to think, we would not have joined in the fun when the bullies taunted others among us. Our our hope of forgiveness rests in the prayerful spirit the abused as they pity the poverty of their oppressors; for by his stripes, we are healed.

Saint Stephen before his murderers, reached the stature of Rebbe Y’shua. His comportment shocked onlooking Shaul; and in answer to Stephen’s prayers, the separatist became Paul. Taken literally, his teachings resolve the reason the way of truth is evil spoken of. Iniquity was doing its job. We need listen for the voice of Y’shua as we read Paul’s words, even as we listen for God’s voice in all.

Choosing mercy over sacrifice turns the ten commandments into ten prophecies. The errant mortal soul doesn't die as punishment for sin, but to free its angelic worm of soiled swaddling clothes. Mortal souls are a cogs in the wheel of life, turning wheels within wheels until that which is perfect is come.

No soul has power to retain the spirit, which is hidden in HaShem. Having come from Elohim, it returns to Elohim because it is of Elohim. It cannot die. Whatever happens to the rest of our organism, that spirit is our life, and it’s the life of God.

When a man dies, he is gathered to his fathers. His muscles and bones go back to the earth, his fluids return to the streams, his natural breath is returned to the atmosphere, and his holy fire returns to Elohim, who gave it.

Life is in the blood, and that explains the word Adam mda as the first man’s name. The living soul is the holy spark of the father a in the blood md of Adam. The alef a is the holy seed that began our life, and its the chariot a that will return us to father. It’s a long haul with many stopovers and detours. Its staging area is heaven

Natural death is a time of physical dissolution. The body is left behind to whither and die, just like the torn cocoon of the caterpillar, which opens from within, allowing the captive butterfly to escape. Nowhere to be found, the caterpillar’s pupa surrendered its existence on behalf of the butterfly. Much like the mortal soul, the pupa’s death completes the transition from caterpillar to moth when it dies, which frees the immortal angel, that it might attain its celestial garments.

When imperfection persists, the angelic worm may need to return to heaven’s Lake of Fire for purification and redemption until such time as it overcomes enough of life’s trials that it will not suffer loss at the second death.

HaShem hwhy gives y life h and judges w the life h he gives. Imperfect immortals will recycle again and again until perfection comes upon them, at which time a door will open, and they will be invited into the room of HaMashiyach; for they will no longer have need to go in and out.

At the last day, all but one will be raised in perfection and counted worthy of inheritance, which is the “land” of promise, the celestial body and its immortal soul. Imperfect physical bodies and their mortal souls are but harbingers of the perfect celestial bodies and immortal souls that will be awarded to all but the son of perdition, metaphorical Esau.

The angels are emanations of qodesh qodeshim, the holy ones of the holy spirit of YHWH Elohim. They are the spiritual sparks of divinity, the words of the logos— of the word, which is the projected thought of HaShem hwhy. They are not vain expressions. They are measured, thoughtful; and they will accomplish the intent of their enunciation. They are owcwhy Yahushua, the shout owc of w father Yah hy. They are cloven tongues of spiritual fire ca, the glory c of the heavenly father a.

When heaven and earth were created, there was no man to till the ground; so HaShem said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness; and let them have dominion” over the
earth xra: not the ground hmda. Man mda was created to accomplish the vision h; and the angels shouted for joy.

The angels were joyful because the work of transformation undertaken by the living souls of earth would finish the spiritual bridge that had begun in the eternal and would empty into life everlasting through Y’shua ocwhy, the salvation ocy of w Yah hy.

The door between heaven and earth was established by Adam’s creation. The Breath of Life is the silver cord of spirit, and it took root in the golden bowl of his heart. He was made a little lower than the angels to safeguard his body from the worm of his angelic fire; but for his role in the Kingdom of Names, he would be greatly exalted.

When man was created, he was as the angels: “male and female created he them.” The doorway of heaven opened, and the angels of HaShem began to ascend and descend within Adam Kadmon nwmdq mda, the living souls of ancestral man.

Of all before the flood, Enoch hnj did not taste of death. Others went in and out as wheels turned within wheels in the wisdom of HaShem.

It is not for man to direct his steps. Our father did not create the earth in vain. He created it to be inhabited.

Yes, new heavens and new earths are coming, but not until the Kingdom of Names is embraced by us all; for at the end of days, all will have been brought together: we will be reunited as one in congruence with the measurement of Yahushua HaMashiyach.

It is enough for the servant to be as his Lord. A most striking aspect of the many things Y’shua taught and the many things he did was his calm demeanor when he spoke in the room of HaMashiyach.

He spoke with deep conviction and without urgency. He was at peace with himself and within his la; and we who listened knew he spoke the truth.

Each and every one of us knew by the visceral witness of within our hearts that Y’shua was empty of personal desire, and that he was filled with the spiritual joy of his calling. That he had conquered zeal proved that his ministry was valid; for all he taught was delivered with grace.

All he shared was given in grace. There was no argument in the cadence of his words, nor was there hesitation in his actions.

Though pointedly direct at times, his ministry was not personal. All he did was filled with truth born of unbiased concern for the well being of brothers and sisters.

We believed he knew the father because he gave all that he had within himself to the father’s work on earth. He knew of the agony of mothers because what he did not have to give, he groaned in his spirit to receive, that he might give it also.

The underpinnings of love are mysterious, but they were so apparent in his message; and we who heard what he had to say recognized the ambiance of his words, and we understood the depth of his concern for each of us.

He knew us all because he had listened to the tales of our lives and had encouraged us to set our sights beyond our own horizons.

The world places demands upon us, yes; and we will meet them as HaShem permits. We believe it will be so; for day after day, we discover miracles in proofs of his doctrine. And underneath it all— at the bedrock floor of our admiration—we shared the simple desire to honor our parts in the Life that was in him.

We believed in his truth: not because of its profundity, but because of the humility that wrapped his teachings.

Here are two examples of those teachings as I understand them. One is taken from the gospel of John—of Yahuchanan; the other, from the gospel of Marcos.

The account of the encounter with the woman of Samaria at Jacob’s well teaches of his compassion for those who live ordinary lives and have no reason to think God would waste a moment of time on such concerns as they face, from day to day.

The second is of the man rescued from the tombs of Decapolis, the ten regions. Most teach that these were geographical locations, but they are better understood to represent the ten sephirot of Jacob’s Ladder, the Tree of Life.

The man was haunted, but nobody could remain a stranger in the eyes of the anointed. He saw the humanity in all because all men have been chained to error; and he moved against the bondage: not as a teacher come to save by erudition, but as a brother come to share a moment of love.