Church of Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene: Conclusion of Ruth

Friday, 18 June 2010

Conclusion of Ruth

And here is the conclusion from her grave of the soul of Ruth

to the Jewish Elders, who still fool themselves

that they can dance into heaven and point the finger

always at the Anti-Christ as their Messiah because

they are too much in love at the concept of ruling

the world via mind-intrusion. Ye fools! Have you still

not learnt that only God grants spiritual gifts and gives

them to you in faith, hope and trust that you will heal

with them selflessly and freely any man-made rifts as that

is Jesus' only condition that every holy soul is required to

fulfill in obedience to God and in humility – it is an absolute

must.

You have the last time entered in your obsession with

the riches of heaven on earth unpunished your copycat

heaven of delusion – Jesus invited you many times over

in every single incarnation but you fooled yourself purposefully

to use your own man-made incantation and to refuse to utter

His most holy and blessed Names, and spread your weed

with unholy dames and worshipped the golden calf and cow,

and tried to make Mary Magdala as Christ's eternal

wife look like a Babylonian whore. Sounds familiar somehow,

even as Ruth and before and after in every incarnation you

danced after the same lame tune – and you even do not hesitate

anymore to join forces with the pagans, who also abuse their

spiritual gifts and try to play god with their trance, their drugged

dreams and ecstatic but false screams and whatnot charismatic

teams, who also use to induce their false vision even a hieroglyph

or rune. Oh, well, by all means, then stay out of the kingdom of God

on earth and live in your own chosen mind's hell and not only at the

sound of a by Jesus Christ personally consecrated church bell, as

you cling too much to the world and to evil and want to be bad and like

to play the devil even in your kitchen hearth. You are about to loose all

the marble that you once saw in your vision of the heavenly throne

as you followed the wrong ancient 'high' priestly drone, who wore on his

head secretly (so he thought because he has forgotten that God and Jesus

have even provided and created the iron for the blacksmith, whom for

him a copycat version of Moses and Aaron's staff wrought).

Fools, I say, and Ruth finally does not have to put up with you lot

anymore, as Jesus has inscribed the holy truth of my soul already

in the tree of life, from which was made also His cross. And only

God knows, how old that is, in case you wonder, if you sit underneath

it on a bench. You won't find it in some national park, and you won't

hear its blueprint tweeted from any lark, as God has

hidden it well from the likes of you, because He had it all planned

before He even had a colour of hair for you in mind – God bless you,

I pray for you, as you will need my prayer, you eternal from God strayer,

as you never gave about God and Jesus and our holy family a damn,

and it was you, who tried to put us always and again through

your hell's grind, so from now on all of your work is by us eliminated

and your names in the book of life replaced with Hashem and so you

will loose your eternal life gradually and very, very silently, as you

have the longest time put shame on all the wrong souls in the

bible and Moses also will not have to bear for much longer

for a murder, he did not commit the blame, says my soul as

his mother Yocheved. Thinking of all the major disasters

and failures of those, whom God had entrusted as His chosen

people with the eternal mystery and complete family story

of Jesus Christ, already as Adam known to be God's beloved

Holy Rose, bud and blossom – you have always and again

let us down and left the cleaning up of the mess of your

eternally stupid and greedy and seedy and ungrateful to God

demoness to our souls' eternal family – but when you were out

of Egypt you claimed for you the fame and tried to put on us

every kind of twisted blame and shame. No more, say I now

for the last time from the grave as Anne More. John Donne

alias Jesus Christ has paid His due with His family over and again

and you will have to make do with the love with have for you. There

is no more to draw on – if our infinite light and love from heaven above

is not enough for you – then you must be a spiritual eternal con

like a chap called Don Ron, who wants also all the glory for himself

and does not want to share even the love of his brother, although

he secretly has all sorts of golden cowshit in his bookshelf and even

makes money out of the freely given to Jesus by Mary Magdala's milk

and honey.

As the holy cross has come to life – it is the one and only sword of the eternal

holy truth of Christ Jesus. And you knew only too well that Jesus

leaned at my breast at the last supper, or in Magyarul: mell, when

He knew He would not live to comfort me after our children's loss,

but then, you have never ever about us given a toss.

And without Jesus' special prayer not anymore work will even your

mediocre formula of a film special vampire slayer nor your universal

recipe of Irish moss. Shame, really that you do not want to love God

for His own sake, as you too much like to worship that stone old snake

and never bothered to sing to God's glory with your screeching

mandrake – so, you have only yourself to blame, when Jesus' cross

tells to all the faithful our holy truth as there are eliminated your every

false story. And then they do not want to know you even anymore

in Balamory.

God bless you!

Ruth

P.S.: My beloved Lord and King and God Jesus is the Lord of the Dance

alone, and He dances, wherever He may be, and He is the Lord of the Dance,

says He. And He is pointing now the finger at you and eliminates

your entry from His good books as you have been clearly identified

with your long list of sin against your every next of kin, and are unwilling

to repent that you are a member of the secret society crooks, who

tried to spread everywhere all about the complete holy family all

the wrong hooks. But you see, for us, who believe Christ in blind

faith and trust in Him, and love even our enemy for their souls' highest

good over the brim, He was always without any doubt the real McCoy

and the one and only heavenly roy and He tested you all, whether

you would truly in utmost obedience and in humility climb up the

heavenly ladder or whether you secretly harbour all the wrong

concoctions of spiritual pus in your kidney and bladder – then

by all means loose your own lame game of snake and fall down

into your own mind's hell on your manipulated ladder.

Eliora
God is my light
Blessed be Jesus Christ, God's beloved Holy Rose, bud and blossom.
Blessed be His living word that is the sword of the holy Truth.
Blessed be His eternal Truth.
Blessed be His most Sacred Heart.
Blessed be His most Precious Blood.
Blessed be His complete eternal Holy Family.