Mother Sky

By: Woodrow Odom Lucas

There was once was a time of great light,

But the Lord loved darkness too,

For in the shadow of darkness there was mystery,

And in this mystery he placed the treasures of the cosmos.

There was once was a time of great light,

But too there was darkness,

And in the shadow of the dark,

There was mystery,

Beautiful mystery that comforts the man who has lost all hope and fears tomorrow,

For in that mystery, he knows that something else awaits him.

There was once a time of great light,

But the Queen of all things decided to make a dark place,

And in this place, she made mystery,

Wondrous mystery that reminds the woman living on the streets, desperate for a home, that something else awaits her.

And so there was once a place of darkness,

Beautiful darkness, shrouded in the glory of mystery,

And the Lord decided to make a sky to begin to unfold her treasure,

And she called the sky, “Mother Sky”

And then she gave Mother Sky a child to watch over,

And Mother Sky called her child, “Earth.”

And time passed and Mother Sky and her child The Earth, danced in a reverie with all of the creatures of the cosmos.

And one day, The Earth, spoke to her mother, Mother Sky, and said, “Dear Mother, I love you and I have enjoyed our repast but now I ask that you give me children.  Now I ask that you give me children dear mother so that I can nurture them as you have nurtured me.  And so Mother Sky said to the Lord, the Lord who served the Lord, she said, “Lord Jesus, my child, The Earth wishes to have her own children, is it possible?”

And Jesus said, “Of course my daughter!! For with me, all things are possible!! Your daughter can have her children, I will call them HUMANS.  And they will be like me, but first they must master the mystery of my darkness, and then all will be one.”

There was once a sky, her name was Mother Sky and she had a daughter, Mother Earth and Mother Earth had many children called HUMANS and they were glorious creatures all of them, every one.

These humans loved everything about them.  They felt the rhythm of God in all they did and they began to create like the God that made them.  But always, they seemed tormented by the combination of darkness and light.  And they could not comprehend why their mother, Mother Earth would bring them storms and pain and earthquakes, or why Mother Sky would sometimes refuse to rain, or why the God who made them all allowed them to suffer cruelty either from each other or from the misery of their own fragile forms.

And so HUMANS became frustrated and a bit bitter and began to find reasons for their suffering.  They began to create constructs of Good and Evil.  They began to label the sick and infirmed as weak and the cruel and ruthless as strong.  They began to develop machines, good machines that reflected God, but machines which also caused them to forget about their mother, Mother Earth.  And they began to become more cruel toward each other and to harm their mother, the very mother who asked that they come into being.  And as their cruelty increased so too did the incredible mystery begin to flee from their darkness, such that their darkness stopped being a place of treasure and rather became void, abrasive, and painful.

And so Mother Earth cried out to Mother Sky, “Mother, what shall I do?  If I do not do something to help these children they will destroy each other and me in the process?”  and Mother Sky looked to the Lord, the Lord who serves the Lord, and said, “Jesus, you gave us all life.  Surely there is something that you can do?”  And Jesus said, “Dear Child, I love all beings.  And some time ago my Mother, the Mother of me as I am the Father of you sent me to The Earth to visit your grandchildren.  And I died on a cross to save them.  But they have misinterpreted the meaning of my sacrifice and have made it sacrifice.  They have been deceived into seeing my cross as a source of separation rather than realizing that it was my gift to them all so that they would receive treasure from the darkness rather than feeling the void that they feel now.

So now dear daughter Sky, I want you to rain down upon them.  But do not just rain water, but every time you rain, rain down the mystery of my unconditional love for them and for all creatures and of my father’s unconditional love for them and for all creatures and this will save them.   Daughter Sky, I do not want you to rain destruction upon these children, rather I want you to rain my Spirit of Life, my Holy Spirit down upon them so that they may know of their beauty, the wondrous beauty within them that will help them to comprehend the darkness and not run from it.  Daughter Sky I want you to rain, my child.  I WANT YOU TO RAIN!!! Rain down upon them daughter Sky!!! Rain down  the reality that they will not perish and that I have destined all of them to live with me and each other in harmony.  Rain down upon them daughter Sky.  Rain down upon them that it is not up to them but that I have already secured their fates, and that their fates are good.  Rain down upon them daughter Sky that it is not upon to them and that they cannot destroy themselves for they did not create themselves.  Rain down upon them daughter Sky.  Rain down than none of them will perish or writhe in torment.  Daughter Sky, scream out to them with thunder and whirlwind that my love for them is so great, that whether they choose me or not, I will always be there for them; I will always be there with them guiding and nurturing until they understand all things.  Rain this down upon your grandchildren Daughter Sky and this will free the Earth and her children.  Rain down this one truth Daughter Sky.  Let them know with Thunder and Whirlwind that I am real and that I will love them forever.  Have no fear daughter Sky, for all of this, all of this is part of the glorious mystery of my darkness and I know how this ends, and it ends happy my daughter.  It ends happy!!!”

And so Mother Sky began to rain as the Lord had told her to do.  And as Mother Sky rained down upon the soul of WOMAN.  And as Mother Sky rained down upon the soul of MAN.  A great trumpet was heard throughout the land.  And the very DNA of the human fabric began to sing a new song.  And there were miracles so many miracles heard like thunder throughout the creation.  And WOMAN and MAN embraced the darkness and in that darkness they saw the mystery of their own Divinity staring back at them.  And in that moment, the Holy Mother-Father in Heaven wept tears of joy, for the victory of their Son was secure and THE DESTINY OF THE COSMOS WAS FULFILLED!!!

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