Remember the Sabbath, and keep it holy

I was raised in a household that was Seventh Day Adventist. Until 2015, I had been following a mix of Taoism and Chaos Magick, but while I was stranded in Rome, God sent me a message in the form of the verses 6-7 of the 4th chapter of Philippians. This verse instructs Christians upon the proper way to talk to God.

Ironically, it was delivered to me through a Facebook friend who was an Esperanto speaking Bah'ai practitioner who I don't know how he came to friend me there.

I discovered that it works.

Through that experience, after some time passed, some frankly miraculous things happened, most notably being told to pause for a few minutes, and a kind old Italian woman saw to it I was fed for the next day or so.

Well, here I am now in Varna on the edge of the Black Sea, and a nagging little voice that has been in my ears for a few weeks now told me it is time ta again follow the fourth, which is the title of this post.

Jews still follow this rule, which says one must dedicate the period between sunset on Friday and sunset on Saturday.

It just so happens that the co-working space I have been working at for 3 days now is basically closed on the weekends in summer, though on Sunday I can work again.

So I am taking it as the sign that this evening I must dedicate myself and my time over the next 24 hours to God.

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I am not sure exactly what this means, but, like my mother, I consider the natural world and the life in it to be the Temple of God, including my own body.

The mundane world around me, by which I mean society, and other humans, is corrupted by liars, thieves and murderers and various other kinds of immorality, are from now, at sunset, visible to me but disallowed to influence me.

I will spend this 24 hours meditating and walking barefoot along the edge of the Black Sea, and talking constantly to my creator.

In a more mundane sense, it has become very obvious to me that I don't separate my work life from my time of recreation, and as such the tobacco stays with my luggage, and there will be na alcohol allowed until the sun falls tomorrow.

And the Internet.

Thank you to especially @jacobgadikian for enabling me to have the motivation to find the way to become more effective and productive so I can fulfil my contract with him, and the many good people here who also make me wish to strive to become more effective at demonstrating the value of strictly holding to ethics and the witnessing of my experience of this life.

If you have also felt lately the imperative to listen to the still, small voice, the message that I am receiving is that the time to activate and resolve to uphold the Law both towards yourself, and those with whom you work and live, is now due and to become the example others also need to see in order to also activate.

I am not like most Christians. I don't preach from rote learned texts but instead consider even the bible to be second hand compared to the ever vital temple of God that surrounds us, feeds us and gives us joy and purpose.

I believe that the reckoning of accounts looms and that this time coming will be the greatest test of our faith not just of our lives but of the last 2000 years.

I don't know in what form, but I am sure that this planet is in trouble and that extraordinary things are coming very soon. Nothing of true value will be lost.

It is easy to be faithful in good times, but more often they bring complacence and forgetfulness. And in bad times it is easier to be meek and obedient to God, but only once you abandon hope of mundane conditions to return.

That abandonment is critical. We are on the Path, and in such times mindfulness is critical as the path goes through extremely dangerous places. The cost of mercy goes up and you don't want to fall off the edge or be snatched by the monsters in the thickets and swamps.

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And so, as part of my burden, I must cease to ramble and until tomorrow night I am with God.

May God be with you and the Way be in your sight. ❤️