Like a Saint Christopher’s prayer, “may you meet your redeemer face to face and enjoy the vision of God.”

Suppose, you are Jesus. Or his friend. Or Everyone in the world is Jesus. The redeemer however, is his Godhead, the Godfather face, the Christ Himself.

Why would Jesus said, “O Lord, why have thy abandoned me.” And in how many ways it is used by the lost to misguide others, so they can get lost too. Like they can’t stand it that you are en route.

It is simply the human part. Like you how many times have you said to yourself, “how stupid of me” or said, dammit and punched the wall, or many other reactions, you do to show yourself. When in anger or despair you kick the trash bin, or that aghhh expression. What is that?

That’s chemistry of humanity and divinity fighting each other. It is found in all of you. So yes, ‘why have you abandoned me God’ means, ‘why can’t I just guide myself better?”

All the words we say, openly or privately, to others or ourselves, spill somewhere. Spill into an ocean, a sea. I call that sea, Holy C, Holy Christ, the second name of Jesus Christ.

So things you don’t spill unto yourself, you entrust it upon a keeper. We have known the ancient force, from ancient times. So we call it the force of guidance and providence.

To God, there is no one property, like his attributes are diverse is He, and mover and doer of the universe. Like multiple hands depicted in the Hindu idols, a multitasker.

Every time I write these things, the miscreants directly look at me, read from me, translate, and deny that they read me, that’s why they fall on face. While believers, they are the one’s that really know, I’m the indirect of the director. The channel, the mirror that reflects light of the sun.

At the top of the roof, the prayer that’s graced the most is the one that’s least selfish, and most beneficent. It is just the law in the book. The true God, the Christ, the Godfather, listens to us, through our hearts.

He knows ourselves, better than we do.

Those who try to smudge the Church, now know their book has no worth without the name of Jesus. And that they must improve their accords, make amends, because they’ve piled up too many lies and unfulfilled promises unto their own people.

Once I’m gone, they’ll get more serious about it. And use those they have always kept in the chain of deception, to make reforms out of themselves.

The more restrictions you put on your religion, the more you make a religion of inferior breed. Religions, have quality, it eventually affects people’s ability to perform. It eventually shows up in merit.

There’s no other way to assure them, whether in the sky or in the grave, where ever I’ll be, I’ll be working from there. Work is here, there, are only commandments.

All eventually, meet their redeemer.