Vision

I had never thought of God speaking to me, Until one September afternoon, I was bedridden with a cold, thankful for a day away from laying concrete blocks. The first thing that seemed a little strange was the sunlight. It was beautiful the way it slanted in through the window, but it was so still. Everything was so still. I felt something. I heard something, a low humming, an energy field, a Presence. When I first heard the voice, I cried.

I am not ignorant of popular attitudes. I know God is not supposed to appear to people with message as in Bible times. Still, it happened. This is not the place for the story of ow I tried to get out of it, of how I made my excuses, or of how, still to this day, I am not always comfortable speaking of these things. In the end, despite my hesitation, I wrote as I was told. I would be less than faithful if I did not pass the information along.
Contents:

The Creator and the Earth
The emerging Sacred Reality
The Sacred Heart
The Awakened Ones
The Great Separation
The Healing of the Nations
Nations in Transition
The Gardener Returns to the Garden
A Possible Scenario
Millennium: The Eve of Departure
The Age of Discovery
The Mystery Revealed