Seventh to Be Born, First to Live

God has always been there for me. He’s been there since my early childhood, He was there even before my birth.

I was the seventh to be born, the first to live.

He was there, when oldest young brother ascended and helped me to curate his early memory lively.

He was there at the edges of my life, so no literal missteps, no irresponsibility saw me pass away.

God was there to protect my children, saving them, pulling them from the brink of death and nurture them to be one of a kind Blessings in the world for both the Nature and the humanity.

God was there, when I wasn’t there for Him.

He showed me how to love as He does, He showed me how to see as He sees.

He’s been helping me to be more complete and unique, and He has been there for me even when noone else.
God has taught me to accept the light in me and understantd my real value. As He opened His heart I could experience: in a way He is as fragile as we all are…

I was the seventh to be born, the first to live.

Yet, I died.

 

Not even once…

 

 

Joshua Dragon

 

 

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Asked

As I Can See

I am often asked why I’m so different or bigot or just simply, why I do not lead a life like any other.

For a long while, I always started to explain, reason, give insights to share my understanding, being always polite, listening and only later respond. However, all these ended up with the unpleasant feeling of not being heard, listened, cared. It took time I realized, most of the conversations were one-sided, nobody was really curious about my response. As I grew, I learned and experienced: for everything a mutual give and receive pattern is necessary…

I am firm in my faith. To be blunt, I do not believe. I know.

I was called by God, in several ways, although, in the midst of the spiritual growing plenty of times I missed the guidance, skipped the boat of fortune and was stubborn in selfishly vain. Whenever I was asked…

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Asked

I am often asked why I’m so different or bigot or just simply, why I do not lead a life like any other.

For a long while, I always started to explain, reason, give insights to share my understanding, being always polite, listening and only later respond. However, all these ended up with the unpleasant feeling of not being heard, listened, cared. It took time I realized, most of the conversations were one-sided, nobody was really curious about my response. As I grew, I learned and experienced: for everything a mutual give and receive pattern is necessary…

I am firm in my faith. To be blunt, I do not believe. I know.

I was called by God, in several ways, although, in the midst of the spiritual growing plenty of times I missed the guidance, skipped the boat of fortune and was stubborn in selfishly vain. Whenever I was asked, it was a definite headache for my Heavenly Father, whether I can make it, live up to it, or keep repeating what shouldn’t. It affected all my family, people and in many ways the world around.

Only when I stopped self-accusing, all the deaf speakers started to listen and care.

Elders, better-established members of the society, even family and people of faith came to seek advice. Later on, they stopped talking, they only wanted to listen, hear and being advised, healed.

Perseverance. Perseverance was the most challenging in the times of lonely self-doubts. Praying, meditating, reading, studying, repeating, correcting, analyzing, checking, trying, failing, re-trying – all led to the state of self-esteem, a state of value. I couldn’t be humble when I said it; when I forgot it and myself an example occured for others.

Being afraid of loosing my old self was a great obstacle during the years. That time I didn’t know I could be more, still me, but much closer to the absolute values. As I immersed myself in the living for the sake of others, enormous gifts of life appeared, and state of resonance, a living proof of God in me and in life.

How, why, when – people are constantly searching for God, our Heavenly Father. Life and heart is my answer, their ladder, their link.

 

(from the book: God is Within)

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