A Couple of True Stories

by Jerome Dechant
Mar. 29, 2018

When I was about 11 or 12 years old, my brother, and one of my uncles who was about our age, came with us from his house to a near by grassy field which had viney grass. I had gotten a bow and arrow set for Christmas and so we were out in this field shooting it. I only had 2 or 3 arrows, so, once we shot it, we’d have to go find the arrow we shot. One time, when I shot the arrow, it got buried in the viney grass so I couldn’t see where it was. We looked all over that area where we thought it was but didn’t find it. So, I asked God to give me a sign to help me find the arrow. Then I stood up and in place turned slowly around in a circle until I saw a red glowing line above the grass in the direction I was then looking. (btw, the arrow was red.) Then, I walked over to where I saw the red line and started digging through the viney grass, and guess what, There was my arrow buried deep in the grass. I was able to retrieve my arrow, and I knelled down and gave thanks.

Another time, when our family was visiting these grandparents, I was walking towards a school which was under construction not far from their house. I wanted to see if I could find anything cool at the construction site that I could have. (This was along side that same field where I found my arrow, and beyond maybe a mile or so further to my right, was a creek heavily forested with trees, (not evergreens,) and since it was outside city limits, people use to go hunting out there for small game. Anyway, as I was walking along the road, with the field to my right, and on the other side of the road, the property was built up so there was about a 3 or 4 foot bank down to road level. For some reason, I stopped walking, then about the same time, I heard a gun shot from the far distant right, and also heard the bullet come whizzing by me, just in front of me. I saw it impact in the dirt bank across the road. If I hadn’t stopped, I would have been hit in the side of my rib cage about the height where my heart is. So, stopping at the very least kept me from being injured and/or saved my life.

What would Jesus do?

 We can starve the dark forces which subsist on the anger, jealousy. fear, hate, and greed energy/emotions which we radiate in our moment by moment unfolding. We can do this by lifting our energy/emotional states into a higher vibration where love, joy, laughter, caring, sharing, happiness, fun, enjoyment, playing, giggling, singing happy uplifting songs, watching funny movies or shows or anything similar which really feels good to us.

Consider those who live in a more harmonious expression in being, do you think they worry, fear, and hate? If you believe in Jesus, do you think he's the kind of being who would be vengeful with anger and jealousy? I don't think so. I think He is so centered within the Creator's Source energy where there is only an abundance of love so that that is all His experience in being is. If we would experience our own Christ-hood, it behooves us to seek the source of Joy within us and bring it forth into manifestation through our every thought word and deed. 

Meditate, go within, find that beautiful flame of joy within your heart, and fan it, blow on it so that it grows into an all encompassing radiant flame which radiates from the center of your being out to the far reaches of the cosmos. 

This is how forgiveness occurs, this is how healing occurs, this is how disclosure occurs, this is how each of us ascends into the perfect expression of our being. 

Joy to us all. Blessings to us all.
One in All, All in One.