Friday 29 May 2020

religion w/archangel chamuel



"Religions exist to give people hope and remind them of us. Religions exist to remind humans they have us. But often times,  with the changing world and evolving minds, it seems more like a curse than a blessing ."

Archangel Chamuel sighed and gestured to ground, where it shifted to show humans facing themselves . 

"Religion is now used as an excuse to start wars and end wars. It was not so. War is unfortunately ingrained in all of us, and until we learn to give up our pride , ego , and greed, we can't go anywhere. The humans won't go anywhere ."

Mikhaila watched with wide eyes as she glimpsed the humans willingly going into the battle only to fall. Her heart gave a lurch. "Is this happening right now?" Archangel Chamuel tilted his head and looked at her , slightly confused . "Everything happens now, in the past, in the future . We don't have a concept of time in this realm. If a 100 people decide to call on Me at the same time, then I will be with those 100 people at once, because the concept of time does not exist for us angels. "

Mikhaila frowned, scratching her head with all the messages she learnt today . How does one wrap their head around time not existing ? Her whole life was wrapped around the concept of time. Time defined their everyday lives, yet here an angel basically refuted all her beliefs. Including religion.  

She fingered the cross on her necklace , not knowing what to do with it now. Gently, archangel chamuel opened up a wing and draped it across her body, engulfing her in a blanket of comfort and love . "Youre thinking too much child. You worry too much. Just because you believe in a religion does not mean the religion does not have a meaning or does not exist.  It is the sole reason that made you believe in us. Do not question your beliefs.  Challenge yourself and trust in why you believe so

"What about those who refuse to believe in religions or the idea of beings like you existing?"

Archangel Chamuel smiled gently and gestured again at the clouds , where she glimpsed a child picking up a white feather, rubbing it between his hands experimentally" i visited the child just now and he was crying something fierce. Fate will deal him with rough cards, and he already believes he is alone in the world . The most i can do is bring light in his world. That one smile the child holds now is of hope. That is more than enough for us. We don't need prayers and promises.  We aren't here to gain anything from helping humans ."

Mikhaila closed her eyes and sighed, exhaling slowly. "Thank you Archangel Chamuel."

She felt the sun shine again as archangel chamuel ruffled her hair before disappearing.  She didn't know what to from here onwards

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