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March 9th, 2007
Santa Cruz, California
Received by FAB
I am here, Old Joe.
I was a slave in Atlanta, Georgia. No pen can describe the
unspeakable tortures, both psychological and physical, we
slaves were subjected to. How I avoided committing suicide
is remarkable. But when I came over here, I was so
grateful to leave all that horror behind.
I learned over here that the color of a person's skin has
absolutely nothing to do with character. I had an
unusually good heart, and this resulted in many acts of
kindness and love. But my white masters, instead of
responding in kind, felt threatened by me, and expressed
their jealousy in many acts of cruelty too numerous to
mention.
Naturally, I felt very bitter about this. But amazingly
enough, my soul did not turn to hate. I adopted a
philosophical view, and came to have hope in a better
afterlife and in a loving Savior. This conviction
preserved my soul, which I felt was all I had.
Yes, I came to believe in my soul, and thus walked through
my dark forest with faith and hope in a better future
after death.
And I was not disappointed. And - your intuition is
correct - I wound up ministering to, and trying to help,
the very white demons who tortured me. Their condition was
so pitiable and helpless that I melted in kindness toward
them, and they could not look me in the eyes. It was the
ultimate vindication for me, and I was very grateful to
the loving God who made this possible.
Many slaves were not as fortunate as I was, and succumbed
to hatred, indeed nursed their hatred. I found that one of
my works over here was to help them see that their hatred
was only hindering their progress. I was successful
sometimes, and at other times not. But it is abundantly
clear that the law of sowing and reaping is exact, and no
one can escape its harsh demands.
Thank you for your kindness in taking this message. I feel
that my earth experience is instructive in the unfolding
of God's beautiful Plan for America and the world.
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