Where is Gold?

12/2010

Once men threw down all the gold into the street until God said “Enough” and turned it over to the law who paved it with liquid and strew it with hay.

Then when all of flesh had become gold God turned up in the world he cared for with all his heart and paved a road into the heart of a man. The man was me and I was gold tempered over once and then once again so I had insight into things that were of heaven and of a world lost to the worlds of men for century after century.

I found life fun but I hated it for the sake of what men did to me. I wanted change so I was willing to show men once how to find riches but then to let them go after the first time unless they made me an offer I could not refuse.

Since this meant becoming more and more and more each day in God, well, there were none on this world who cared for riches of things of God as I had and perhaps still do.

Of course that is a claim only God can pull from a Hat and once this is over with in the grave, as in the light of gold and stuff for fun, then God will show men how much I am really worth in life and in the world at large.

I am the richest of men.

Yet in the nature of this world I am among some of the poorest, at least in the light of money and income, though not necessarily in how much stuff one has for I have much from sale upon sale.

I make a living by doing one thing I love and that is doing garage sales for they are connected to the b in life and in things to come.

Add b to garage and you get garbage and that is not a coincidence. God made a garage and it was a garage he made for me so I could fill it by choosing to see that it would fit almost anywhere and people would see it in places that were odd but who would check if the land was owned by either me or a friend who let me park the garage there?

Thus I could travel and people would see a garage and they would be laughed at because no one flies a garage these days unless its some kind of punk garage rock or something or other.

Anyway the point of life is to let me have the true and the Truth. I want the land you pick for the gold and I want to pick over it first for garbage and then you can have the gold under it which is the way of men in our day.

So if I find man-made gold then to you it might be nothing worth fighting over and that is the proof of life with heaven who holds me up to thank me for the light of a word of Faith because that is the light of a word not seen or heard but known even if no one out there but He who is God can see or hear.