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Jesus My Master
By Peace | May 30, 2008
I am the one who reproves and disciplines all those he loves: so repent in the real earnest. Look, I am standing at the door, knocking. If one of you hears me calling and opens the door, I will come in to share his meal, side by side with him. Those who prove victorious I will allow to share my throne, just as I was victorious myself and took my place with my Father on his throne. If anyone has ears to hear, let him listen to what the Spirit is saying to the churches. ~ Revlation 3:19-22
Jesus came to the door on Vesak Day. Yesterday, this adult moth came ‘dining’ with us while we were having our lunch and dinner. Indeed, the door was opened, and is opened and Jesus is in our family now, dining with us. The meaning of this moth on the light simply means Jesus is the Light of Life and I am his follower, his disciple, a new baby Jesus.
Baby Moth on my ‘corpus christi’ shirt, my first new red shirt.
Big Jesus and Baby Jesus
This is my altar at my home. This is the adult Jesus and the baby Jesus, exactly what all these signs mean. And all these meaning is revealed through the heart of Jesus, the Sacred Heart of Jesus. And this Light of Life that is a gift received, was confirmed the Truth, after the sweet dream last night. I am a servant of God, a disciple of Jesus. Jesus, my friend, my saviour.
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