Sarellah said:
Oh by the way if "G-d" told me to kill my son I wouldn't do it.
Of course, it would be hard for me to even image something like this coming from a divine source - but - then again, there is supposedly a biblical story that illustrates this as something that happened in the past. Hard for me to imagine though.
In hindsight of my experience - we are never commanded to do anything that would be against a 'conscious' free will understanding. One experience pops to mind to illustrate the point.
In 1987, I gave up everything to start over in Hawaii. I gave up my job, my home, my life and packed up and landed in Waikiki Beach. I had no plans what so ever - other than to follow after a path I felt the "Spirit" was pointing toward. So, I was standing in the middle of Waikiki and sort of said a prayer or statement toward God,
"Okay, I am here. Now What? What the heck am I here for?"
I wasn't really expecting a direct answer in that moment - but - I got it a 'telepathic' message come to me. I was told,
"Look over your shoulder. See those 3 young men? You are here to befriend them in the name of the Father and for the interest of the hidden truth you seek."
I turned around and saw three young men in the late teens or early 20's. I shook my head and said,
"Absolutely NOT. If you think I am going to walk up to three complete strangers and tell them - hello, God sent me to you - your crazy. Find a way to introduce me to them in a more normal manner - then we can talk about this. Get them to shake my hand so I don't look like a crazy man - talking about God sent me to you."
They looked like 'homeless street thugs.' I had no interest in befriending the likes of them. I couldn't see the sense in it.
Of course, I was homeless at that point. I found a job managing a halfway house for the homeless interestingly enough. I managed two actually, in a very exclusive neighborhood. I was very particular about who I admitted from the network of houses that were operated by the owner. It was designed for those who were trying to get ahead and off the streets. I had to interview my 'clients' and they had to fit a certain profile. I really loved my job and I had a spiritual foundation I was looking for in being in service to the community and helping people in bad situations.
6 months later, I was interviewing a young man and couldn't shake this feeling that we had met before somewhere. He looked so familiar and for a while - I thought it may have been due to a 'past life' association but noting was coming through to validate this. I admitted him and he asked to recommend two of his best friends and said he could personally vouch for them as good guys. I set up the two interviews together and when I saw all three of them at once and was shaking their hands - I broke out laughing. They asked why I was laughing and I promised to tell them another day - after I got to know them all better.
A short time later - I 'died' in front of a small group of witnesses. They were in the small group and the main characters in the drama that went down. There was no doubt in any one's mind that day - that I had died and mysteriously came back to life. That is when the door to spiritual dialogue was opened up and I was able to reach them with in a deep profound way. This, of course, established the fact that I was a very devoted person to my 'spiritual beliefs' and they all knew this. I was willing to 'die' and come back to life - for my beliefs.
A few months later, we were all sitting around playing cards and I was reminded of the day I had first met them on Waikiki. I finally told them the secret of why I had laughed so hard the day I shook their hands. I told them the story and they were all sitting around the table looking at each other with an odd look in their eyes. One of them finally said,
"You expect us to believe that?"
I asked them if we were friends and then said,
"I don't think it really matters if any of you believe me or not. I have accomplished what God said I was to do. Your belief or disbelief in the truth isn't going to change that fact one way or another."
When the 'voice of spirit' comes to a person directly
(such as myself) - you know without a doubt it was from the Creator of all souls, past, present and future. The problem with that is - you can't tell anyone with a half a mind and expect them to believe you and know
(without a doubt) that it came from the 'Creator" of their soul.
One of my friends said, "Why didn't God tell us that while we were standing on that corner?"
I told him,
"How do you think you found your way to me? He told you what you needed to know in silence without being wise to it."
I felt that for many, 'God' speaks to us in the shadows of our own conscious mind in silence. I told my friends,
"I am the stubborn one. I am like and old mule and God has to shout at me to get me to go the right direction. You guys aren't so stubborn and respond to subtle requests without making a big fuss about it or putting up an argument like I do. When God looks down from heaven and tries to look after you three guys - he probably has a big smile on his face knowing your guys are easy to get along with. God looks down from heaven and knows he is about to work with me and says, Oh no .... not that stubborn mule again. Give me my megaphone so I can break through that boys thick skull and get him to follow after my advise for him."
Sincerely,
DKing