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"Perfect Actions"

Convergence

Chapter 9

The Second Day Ends

Convergence
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Ithas taken considerable time to begin chapter nine as I try and make sense out of what happen on that second day on the little island. I have begun writing this chapter several times from the perspective of historical events which are now past; the resolution of this conflict is happening as I realize that what happen to me at the convergence never ended but continues to occur even at this place in time behind a keyboard and computer.

What happened on the second day has everything to do with who I met and the choices I was given. Everything I knew about life and death have been reversed; when I entered the convergence I believed I was fighting to keep my life but once I got to the little island I thought my life was saved; the truth of the matter is all the beauty of what happen on the island was due to entering death, I was dying and the experience was an entry to a beauty, peace and wonder I have never known in this world before; if I tried to resist the pull I would enter a world of pain and suffering. It all began to become clear, I was no longer alone but being drawn into the arms of my Father's purest Love and it was the most glorious beautiful experience I have ever dreamed of. I recall the picture I have on my wall and finally realized that I was experiencing all the beauty and light of perfect Love but Love is not tangible not a physical thing; like the Sun it is Light of the purest intense kind and in that intense Light nothing physical can stand. The closer I was drawn into this Love and Light of my Father the more I lost contact with all physical sensation and strength only being left with the fading sight and sounds of a world surrounded by the forces of death. The wonder and magnificent beauty about the entire event is that it was freely given and to fight against it brought back the pain of a badly battered body.

Now that I write this, I realize that it's not the first time I had been on my way here because back in 2005 after I was hit by a car in Korea the process began about a year later when the nerve connection in my lower spine was being severed by the slippage of two bones in my spine; the pain was far more than could be tolerated and no medication could stop what was happening. During the days in 2006 I found myself nightly making my way to a secret isolated place by the ocean; it was there that the conversations with my Father began and out of those conversations came a promise based in Love and mercy. I was clearly told in a very simple way that perfect Love will take the pain out of my life or perfect Love would take my life out of the pain. Shortly after those days a tyhpoon hit our little town and during that event something incredible happened; somehow and someway I was taken from the pain and it was not where I lay down but somewhere else; I can't explain.

I had a surgical procedure performed in October 2007, which changed the pain from a nerve damage pain to a pain caused by the metal screws drilled into the bones of my spine; the long and short of this effort of man to remove pain was simply to change the pain to one that goes on and on but is now caused by metal stuck in the bones of the body I'm in so the promise given years ago still holds. On the island a promise was kept. On that island I realized that I wasn't dying but I was actually beginning to live and do so without the source of pain, I was being simply separated from the source of pain and how and where this Door Way is I know and have freedom to enter. The promise remains and it goes like this: My Father's perfect Love and Mercy will take the pain from my life for true Life can't be experienced in pain. I looked out on the convergence and saw that it was due to the forces of nature trying to take me to death that I entered not a dark cold end but a warm Love filled embrace from my Father of Light. To leave His embrace would mean I would have to reenter a death trap as it appeared.

I looked out on the convergence and my Dad pointed out something on the surface of the dark waters. On the island where I stood gazing out across the vast expanse flowing toward me, there was a feeling like that of standing on the bow of an ocean vessel plying the waters of a large sea. From the time I entered the convergence, that awesome gateway to the vast glacial flood plain on the day before, to the moment I stood there gazing across the lifeless body of water filled with mud and debris, I hadn’t seen any life form of any kind. Then suddenly not so far from the island, I saw something large and dark come rising out of the water. It appeared like the back of a huge bear struggling to rise out of the depths of the mire; for a moment it rose up with bulky back hunched into the air above the waters than slowly sank back beneath the flowing currents and disappeared. It was the first creature I had seen moving in the murky icy flow but nothing I could identify. I continued to strain my eyes and mind trying to determine what kind of creature moved so mysteriously towards me then dove beneath the waters surface and vanished. Minutes later it began to rise back up out of the water with its totally black humped over back. It came up slightly and then again disappeared under the waters as if it were a strange dark river dolphin. Each time it came up it drew closer to the island but there was no regularity to it appearance and disappearance. I waited and watched but the waters flowed and nothing appeared. Suddenly this large black thing began to rise out of the waters again being very close to the front of the island. I thought for certain that it would rise up and stand up right but this huge dark hump approached the island and stopped; when it did, I heard a definite sound from underwater, a kind of loud “thunk.” I watched this now motionless humped over thing hold its position after the loud sound and then I saw it; a huge fifty foot long dark thing was moving just beneath the dark silty waters. It was rigid with one end making a wide sweeping arch through the waters in front of the island and the other end motionless next to the huge black thing that had risen and sank many times as it approached the island. Suddenly the long dark object hit the log jam near the adjacent land mass. This log jam had been there since the day I arrived but the impact of the object was large enough to cause the log jam to move slightly.

I studied what was going on and it soon became apparent that what I was witnessing was an enormous submerged tree that had been carried along by the powerful force of the glacial river. The larger black object with the hump which moved erratically was actually the root base of this huge tree. I was shocked by the size of what I was watching; a tree more than fifty feet long with a massive root base was being carried by the force of the glacial river. The unusual behaviour of the root base that gave it life like movement was caused by the many dynamics of this huge object encountering various unseen trees, sandbars and under currents of the river. The final impact of the tree with the log jam produced a deep audible “clunk” sound. As I watched this tree now lodged in the adjacent log jam, I noticed it had greatly changed the force of the currents acting on the log jam. I could hear the volume of the water sound increase as the force of the current made the washing sound of the waves get louder; it was such an unnaturally loud sound; as I watched, I saw the entire log jam begin to give way under the pressure. The massive tree which had impacted the log jam began to move and with it the huge tree had its way and continued to move down river now taking with it the majority of the log jam. Trees and logs of all sorts began to break loose with the sound of underwater collisions and begin to move down stream with the massive tree being the last huge object to follow in the wake of the event. The majority of the familiar log jam that had partially blocked my arrival was now gone. As the obstruction moved down stream the familiar silence returned.

In the silence I began to think I was the only one to witness such dangers in the convergence, but my Father helped me realized that I was never alone in the convergence for there were many people caught in the convergence of the world and many there be who were too far down the river being the ones who live in this world with bellies filled, cash in the bank, their every physical want fulfilled, drinking fine wines at luxurious tables in high class restaurants on the peaceful  river fronts talking about retirement funds and world class sailing race plans. These people will most likely never wake up to the reality that all physical life in this world meets its convergence just as inland rivers come to their end as they enter the all powerful raging convergence which judges everyone, yet is controlled and ruled by the Creator of all Life and Love. Like me, in the end all will call for help; most will find they waited too long and find themselves helplessly being pulled down a cold river that carries nothing but the dead. It is my hope that those who read this can hear the still small voice of many waters between these lines and call out now before to the same father who hold me and inspires me to write these words. As I said, this isn’t a new revelation but it’s as old as time itself. There is a sound in this story that points to a thought that is understood by the few who understand the truth of a Loving Father who controls every drop of rain to every river of star light and when they enter that vast dark cold convergence, they will call out to the Father of Love I speak of and find themselves in strong comforting arms being taken to a world where pain and fear are no more.

On the island I found it unthinkable to leave Life and enter death but after all it is in death that I will meet all the people of this world who have been fooled into thinking that real life is lived in their physical bodies. I could go and be with my Father which is far better or I could remain in this body the Koreans repaired in this world where death rules; to make this second decision would quite literally mean I would have to force feed a body that was weak and failing and see if it would gain energy enough to perform the necessary maneuvers to reenter the convergence of death and the many who are caught on the sleepy quiet tundra river which is the way of the entire world. I have no certainty that such a plan will work.

I actually felt like I was considering how to jump start a vehicle that had been stripped of all electrical and fuel power. So many people thought I was considering this trip as an attempt at suicide but I knew it was simply an effort to draw closer to the One who first Loved me. By the end of the second day my consideration of making a trip to try and find the river I came from seemed like genuine suicide. I was at peace and the deepest rest I had ever known in my life, and I was considering the thought of going back into the dark churning waters that concealed the submerged forest of dead trees; does that sound like sanity? Yet, I still believe that True Love is not some warm fuzzy feeling we get when we are with those we feel good to be around; no True Love is defined by a Person who would give His life not just for good people but for those that even hate Him. If I wanted to know the Love I was held by on the island I did have a choice, I could simply remain and follow what happens by the Power of Creation or I could risk my life to return to a world that left one message on my cell phone.  As mentioned before, everything depended upon miracles; the miracle of a weather change, the miracle of making an injured body gain strength through nourishment and rest, the miracle of going down to a dark river to see if it were possible to fight powerful currents, the miracle of trying to find my way back through a labyrinth of river threads all flowing against the direction I would need to go, the miracle of reconciling the single chance I had at finding the unseen character of the glacial river that betrayed the hidden peace of a tundra river in waters that were as dark and murky as all I had been in. If I were to make it back, I would have to look for a miracle that would prevent my kayak from being punctured by submerged broken branches. Yes, the wonderful event that was happening on the island was extraordinary and supernatural but it would take similar powers to try and leave.


I lay down in my tent and returned to the blissful nurturing peace to consider everything under the guidance and counsel of He who held me safely and quietly.

    

Continued in Chapter 10

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English Lessons

From the Days When

Meaning Was Conveyed Gracefully

 

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.--PS. cxxi. 1.

My grace is sufficient for thee.--2 COR. xii. 9

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I look to Thee in every need,
And never look in vain;
I feel Thy touch, Eternal Love,
And all is well again:
The thought of Thee is mightier far
Than sin and pain and sorrow are.

S. LONGFELLOW.

 

How can you live sweetly amid the vexatious things, the irritating things, the multitude of little worries and frets, which lie all along your way, and which you cannot evade? You cannot at present change your surroundings. Whatever kind of life you are to live, must be lived amid precisely the experiences in which you are now moving. Here you must win your victories or suffer your defeats. No restlessness or discontent can change your lot. Others may have other circumstances surrounding them, but here are yours. You had better make up your mind to accept what you cannot alter. You can live a beautiful life in the midst of your present circumstances.

J. R. MILLER.

Strive to realize a state of inward happiness, independent of circumstances.

J. P. GREAVES.

 

   

 

 

© Bill Watterson

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