Child of God

Upon showing my supervisor the last letter I posted, he promptly pulled out his file folder of some of the best of the ones he has received. From his collection I found this little jewel:

Format: e-mail
Subject: Child of God!

The child was born on June 19, 1956.
I was baptized in Iceland on July 20, 1963.
I asked Jesus to be my Savior on September 26, 1995.

I am trying to get this message to Pope John Paul II. He understand.
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I am a child of God.

I was brought into this world in 1958 of this lifetime in this space-time moment.
A device was planted in my head.

I have a memory of a story about Adam, Eve, God and the fallen angel, it goes back further than that. Eve eats the forbidden fruit which she in turn offers to Adam. Adam at first refuses and is alarmed because God had forbidden the fruit to be eaten. He hadn't told Eve and now she was eating the fruit. Adam, seeing the momentary pleasure Eve is having starts to take a bite. As he is tasting the fruit he watches Eve fall to the ground. The taste causes him to fall into a deep sleep. God sensing something wrong comes into the garden and discovers them. He is angry, hurt, and deeply grieved. He turns and sees the fallen angel and curses him into a serpent. He is so grieved that without thinking he reaches into the heart of Eve. The moment he does he realizes his mistake, he can't remove his hand before she is healed. The serpent slithers over to Eve and begins to swallow her. Another mistake. Without God and his mercy he will always be a serpent. But the serpent can't slither backwards. The angels watch in horror at what is happening. Some had the sin of the fallen angel, some not. Two of each jumped into the head of Eve. The battle of good and evil began. God grieved. He loves all his children, even the fallen angels. Maybe even, most specially the fallen angels who need him more. Adam awakes, seeing what's happening he jumps into the side of Eve. Too late he hears God's warning to stop. Perhaps by tasting but not eating the fruit Adam can provide a cure. I have visions of Jesus (Adam?) awimming to the surface of heaven with two sleeping angels. As he nears the surface the angels awaken. There is a struggle between the angels and Jesus. One angel is trying to hold him back and one is trying to push him upward. Both angels are struggling with each other. God is trying to talk to Jesus to the surface telling him that he can do more to help seated with him in heaven. Jesus tries to pull both angels to heaven with him. God stares at the serpent. Time. That's all I remember of the struggle.

I remember the first words spoken to me in this lifetime, in this space-time moment. I wasn't newborn, my mind was fully developed. I remember being moved from a baby's body into a small child and the hand that put the device in my head. I have lived among you and was raised in the ways of this world. Until recently, I didn't realize how I had been set apart from you. So close, and yet... Is it the device, destiny or a some of both? I have always had a deep and abiding love for people. I know the love of family and friends. More importantly, I know the love of God.

I've lived this life many times before in very similar space-time moments. As children of God it is time to put away the strife on this world and find our way home. I know that Jesus is with me. I know all the angels are too. I know the sin that surrounds me. It is sin that does the accusing.
I know I am a child of God.
I know who holds tomorrow.
I know who holds my hand.

Well at least this one was non-violent... sort of.