The “Living Bread” to me, is the connection, relationship, and love. It’s not the literal “eating” of the flesh, it is “becoming” the flesh by becoming “Amadeus”.
God’s love. Amadeus is a masculine name of Latin origin meaning “loved by God” or “love of God.” It is derived from the Latin words amare “to love” and Deus meaning “God.”
Amadeus, being a lover of God, and loved by God, is gender neutral.
Essence of my essence. Flesh of my flesh.
I’ve been having conversation in my head with the “Essence of my Essence”, the One who gifted me life when mine adversary attempted time, after time, to strip it from me. God. As I know Him.
I woke last night for a late night malted milk ball snack and through my mind ran the words, “Flesh of my Flesh.”
I’m ecstatic.
A “send that shit back” scripture.
1 O God, whom I praise, do not remain silent,
2 for wicked and deceitful men have opened their mouths against me; they have spoken against me with lying tongues.
3 With words of hatred they surround me; they attack me without cause.
4 In return for my friendship they accuse me, but I am a man of prayer.
5 They repay me evil for good, and hatred for my friendship.
6 Appoint an evil man to oppose him; let an accuser stand at his right hand.
7 When he is tried, let him be found guilty, and may his prayers condemn him.
8 May his days be few; may another take his place of leadership.
9 May his children be fatherless and his wife a widow.
10 May his children be wandering beggars; may they be driven from their ruined homes.
11 May a creditor seize all he has; may strangers plunder the fruits of his labor.
12 May no one extend kindness to him or take pity on his fatherless children.
13 May his descendants be cut off, their names blotted out from the next generation.
14 May the iniquity of his fathers be remembered before the LORD; may the sin of his mother never be blotted out.
15 May their sins always remain before the LORD, that he may cut off the memory of them from the earth.
16 For he never thought of doing a kindness, but hounded to death the poor and the needy and the brokenhearted.
17 He loved to pronounce a curse– may it come on him; he found no pleasure in blessing– may it be far from him.
18 He wore cursing as his garment; it entered into his body like water, into his bones like oil.
19 May it be like a cloak wrapped about him, like a belt tied forever around him.
20 May this be the LORD’s payment to my accusers, to those who speak evil of me.
21 But you, O Sovereign LORD, deal well with me for your name’s sake; out of the goodness of your love, deliver me.
22 For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.
23 I fade away like an evening shadow; I am shaken off like a locust.
24 My knees give way from fasting; my body is thin and gaunt.
25 I am an object of scorn to my accusers; when they see me, they shake their heads.
26 Help me, O LORD my God; save me in accordance with your love.
27 Let them know that it is your hand, that you, O LORD, have done it.
28 They may curse, but you will bless; when they attack they will be put to shame, but your servant will rejoice.
29 My accusers will be clothed with disgrace and wrapped in shame as in a cloak.
30 With my mouth I will greatly extol the LORD; in the great throng I will praise him.
31 For he stands at the right hand of the needy one, to save his life from those who condemn him.
“Those who shall not live by the law SHALL DIE BY THE LAW!“
Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?” And I said, “Here I am. Send me!”
When a benevolent god or godlike figure chooses a lesser being to speak for them, their reasons for doing so will vary. Sometimes they’re not omniscient enough to work alone. Sometimes, they’re so alien they can’t talk well to humans. Sometimes, whatever they have to say will be more palatable or plausible coming from a fellow human. Sometimes, the emissary themselves is special in some heretofore-unknown way. Or, maybe the god just wants their calls screened.
Whatever the reason, the emissary will rarely be grateful for the honor. Fits of existential frustration and insecurity are common — after all, what need does a god have for a human? Emissaries may also fear that they’ve gone insane, or be subject to assassination attempts by jealous dogmatists. Sometimes the god is temperamental, or drags them far from home. Frequently, such stories are focused on the emissary’s cross-purpose yet friendly relationship with the divine.
Emissaries are usually Badass Normal, protected only by “coincidence” or magic on loan from their god. Incorruptible Pure Pureness is, of course, a job requirement. An emissary’s Mission from God, if they have a specific one, is always diplomatic—anything else is a last resort. They may be nominated to inform the populace that God Is Displeased, or that trope may result from an emissary being ignored. Unwanted False Faith can also be a related trope, when the emissary’s audience is unable to see the forest for the trees. Usually this trope happens to mortals, but can occasionally happen to an angel or other less mortal race.
Super-Trope for The Chosen One, since this emissary doesn’t have to be foretold or born for the mission.
Looks like this trope but isn’t: Mouth of Sauron (the spokesman for an evil deity or organization who isn’t empowered to act independently or speak their own mind), Pals with Jesus (when the god wants companionship, not an employee), Seers/Oracles (someone who can see the future, and may or may not receive that power from a deity), Symbiotic Possession ( the god wants a collaborator and won’t do full-blown possession lasting more than an emergency few minutes), and Witch Doctor (a ritualist who compels higher powers to help them, instead of the other way around).
Original post here: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EmissaryFromTheDivine
Explained by children.
Yesterday I was driving home on the highway. Off to the right I thought I saw a dog (I’m always looking for strays on the highway in need of rescue).
I got closer to the animal and saw it was a big black kitty with a little white on its face. It was sitting there batting at something in front of it, I’m guessing a mousey.
Last night as I slept I recorded three things:
Synthesis
Serendipity
and
God is playing with this one.
I remembered the kitty playing with the mouse from yesterday.
In my mind I see my King in His Lion form …
Casually swatting at whatever, or whoever, He’s playing with …
Grateful He is here!!!
Grateful for our wonderful family of Skillful, Willful, talents and knowing’s.
I find it fascinating that so many couldn’t comprehend the Most High is also the Lowest Low … Wholeness requires balance in all ways.
It’s like, “Oh, you think you bad?”
MmmmmK.
I walked upstairs to get a snack. At the top of the stairs there was a dead stink bug on its back. I thought to self, there’s got to be a message here!
I looked up the stink bug and discovered as the bug nears death, normal blood flow ceases, causing the legs to contract inwardly. Without support of the legs, the body becomes top-heavy, and usually falls upside down. Nervous system failure.
I opened my bag of Fritos, not realizing I opened it from the bottom. I thought, “bottoms up!”
I thought about the stink bug falling from the air, landing on its back, flipped.
I thought of my bag of Fritos, being pulled from an upside down bag.
And I thought of Spirituality, and Religion, and those warring factions who swear everyone else who thinks dofferently is wrong.
Those who were up, fall down.
Those who were sealed in, are coming UP from the bottom.
Polar Shift.
The Most High knows His essence. He knows who embodies it, generates it, vs the difference it forms when a thief wears it as a cloak.
I’m so impressed at the stupidity.
That some actually thought they could use the essence of the Most High Master to overthrow the Most High Master.
The illusions run deep.
Or should I say, delusions.
Glory to God in the highest
Gloria in excelsis Deo
And on earth peace to men of good will
Et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis
We praise you
Laudamus te
Thank you
Benedicimus te
We adore you
Adoramus te
We glorify you
Glorificamus te
We thank you for your great glory
Gratias agimus tibi propter magnam gloriam tuam
Lord God, heavenly King
Domine Deus, Rex caelestis
God the Father almighty
Deus Pater omnipotens
Lord, only begotten Son, Jesus Christ
Domine Fili unigenite, Iesu Christe
Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father
Domine Deus, Agnus Dei, Filius Patris
You who take away the sins of the world, have mercy on us
Qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis
You who take away the sins of the world, accept our supplication
Qui tollis peccata mundi, suscipe deprecationem nostram
You who sit at the right hand of the Father, have mercy on us
Qui sedes ad dexteram Patris, miserere nobis
Because you alone are Holy, you alone are Lord, you alone are Most High
Quoniam tu solus Sanctus, tu solus Dominus, tu solus Altissimus
Jesus Christ, with the Holy Spirit: in the glory of God the Father
Iesu Christe, cum Sancto Spiritu: in gloria Dei Patris
Amen
Amen
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Hilary Of Poitiers
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