Welcome of the Father

This is the blog of a mystical Great Pyrenees who valiantly brought much Joy and many surprises to Linda and Martin. One day, after many months of careful observation, he announced his readiness to start his very own blog. Of course, it had to be designed around his favorite color: fuchsia.

So here it is! A blog by a dog who had a lot to say and yearned for a property where he could roam free upon the land. Feel welcomed to browse this blog to your Heart's content or visit the online store to download free e-book compilations of all entries.

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Hope you In-Joy finding and receiving the many gems made available here, but if the information presented here doesn't float your boat simply continue looking for greener pastures elsewhere. Your Peace and Spiritual Progression do matter.

May the Father Walk with you.

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I didn't think

I just want to say
that unto each and every day
there comes a Righteous and Holy Way.

I just want to say
there are another way unto a Different Day
that I don't play.

I seek the Father Way.
I just want to say I didn't mean to play.
Unto each and every day I don't mean to play.
I just didn't think it would make me sick.


That is all I have to say.

perception of deception or The Language of Father ?

Today's entry is an inspired contemplation of Mister and the chickens:

Like little rooster, who speaks not the language of farmer,
I call and call
asking my needs be met.
“I need water,
I need feed,
I need (no) worms or bugs,
I need a nest,
I need to roam free…”

But while the rooster crows and the farmer hears,
farmer does not understand little rooster’s language
and he meets only what he sees of little rooster’s needs.

Because little rooster crows not the language of farmer,
he fathoms not the random nature of his provision.

There is a valiant dog called Mister
who receives all his needs.
He asks for pepperoni and he receives pepperoni.
He asks for summer sausage on bread and butter and he receives.
He says his body is missing salt and he receives.
He says it is time for iodine and he receives.
Farmer joked that the iodine nourishes Mister’s supply,
when in reality
because Mister speaks a language farmer’s wife can hear,
farmer can know what Mister perceives his needs to be.
A walk …
a cool dark napping spot …
all abundantly flow to Mister.
When Mister talks the language farmer’s wife can hear,
all is well and farmer lovingly, graciously provides Mister all.

The idea that we speak not the language of the Father, and therefore, the Father can provide only what He sees of our needs when we crow and crow, or bark and bark — annoyingly and in frenzied supplication — goes against all indoctrination of religion of a worldly perception.

Somehow it escapes our attention that we have been like the dog or the rooster, loudly pronouncing our need in a language “alien” to the Father. Somehow, in our depth of submersion in the deception, it has never crossed our mind that we are speaking to the Father in the language of deception and crying that our “prayers” go unheard.  We ask why the People who embrace deception receive all they need and we are so lacking — when the answer has been obviously simple — directly and immediately available.

Those who speak the language of deception and ask the unrighteous - unholy for all they desire, are being heard completely and accurately, and rewarded according to their participation / subjugation to the unrighteous - unholy.

When speaking to the Father in the language of deception, rather than Divine Nomenclature, perhaps the Father can hear our call, but not understand it, thus He provides only to the extent of His Perception of our need. Just like the farmer, if he sees a need for water, he fills the bowl. If he sees an empty feed plate he fills the bowl.

When we have moments like the valiant dog who ends his barking (equivalent to talking the language of deception) and begins silently speaking the language farmer’s wife can hear (equivalent to Divine Nomenclature), then our needs are met Joyfully by the Father.

This whole concept would be considered heresy in the worldly perception of “father / god”. However, what if the notion of “an all knowing all seeing god who can encompass all languages of all People” is a false witness presented by the unrighteous - unholy to keep us stuck in the deception? What if, because Father has no perception of deception, He does not answer the call (bark, crow) of deception?

Father has Said to us that all languages being spoken at this time by the People are of unrighteous - unholy origin.

Why would we think that Father speaks or is versed in
the language of the unrighteous - unholy?
If Father is Love,
why would He speak or be versed in the language of hate?

Just a thought …
Linda and Martin

No attack

I want to say
I want to do it a Different Way,
that is why there was no attack this day.

Martin's note:
Mister is referring to his encounter with the snake.

Those cats

Those cats just walk there.
I tell them not to walk there.
But they just walk there.

Stay cool

I want to say
that to do it a Better Way, a Different Way,
I need to go out not to play.

To do a Different Way this day
I need to stay cool,
that way, there will not be sorrow.

I want to do it a Different Way this day.

L thinks Mister actually intended humor. When he said "stay cool" he was talking about staying cool in the air conditioning and this helping him keep a "cool head" or "cool attitude".

In the cool of the day

I want to say
I want to go out and Play
but you don't want me to Play in the cool of the day,
you want to Play when I want to go far away.

I don't want to Play when you go far away.
You shouldn't want to Play when I go far away.

Therefore we should say we should Play in the cool of the day.

That's all I want to say.

Too hot

I want to say
it is too hot this day...
make it go away.

I want to say
when it is too hot unto each and every day
I can't Play.

That's it.
Make it go away.

Peaceful Countenance

I want to say
I want to do it a Different Way this day.
That is why I started with Peaceful Countenance.

I didn’t want to start this day
what she says “yelling and screaming”.

I want to be at Peace this day.

I want to do it a Different Way.

I want a Different Way

I want to say
to do it a Different Way unto All Righteous and Holy Day,
there has to come a moment, an Opportunity where you can say
I did it a Different Way.

I do not want to play,
so get thee away.

I want to say
while you do it not a Different Way
you go out to play and there comes not a Different Way.

That is all I have to say.

I want a Different Way.

Your Light

I want to say
each and every day not to go away.
Do not play.

I want to say
until you do it a Different Way,
you cannot go out to play
and have a good day.

While there are not another way,
you can't have a good day until you do not play.

Linda thinks he is saying that until the change comes for the planet because the People have chosen what Linda would say is the Way of Truth, that you got to do what you got to do. You can't stop.

I want to say
you don't do it a Different Way
when you go away to play.

Martin asked Mister to explain what he means by "when you go away" and he responded:

When you don't let your Light shine.

When you don't go away

I want to say
when you don't go away,
you are fun to have and be around each day.

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