Do you hear the lies?

The world becomes very crazy the moment you start hearing those whispers in your ear.  The ones that say “you don’t need to go to church today” “you don’t need a blessing” “you should be afraid to give a blessing” “you don’t represent the priesthood in your home” “it’s okay, just yell a little louder, say this ‘….’, it will make him mad” “ignore them, the TV is more important” “no, you don’t need church, Christ was just an elder in a huge community, a wise man, he was never the son of God” “You need this promotion more than you need your faith” “there is no god, he wouldn’t let these horrible things happen…” and on and on and on.

So many lies.  They start in the deepest and darkest parts of our minds and by the time we even start to pay attention to them they’ve already stuck their fingers of icy doubt into your soul.

Watching my friends and loved ones struggle with those lies can be brutal.

Worse is knowing that some of them aren’t just struggling, they’re believing and the enemy has them thoroughly entrenched on the other side of the line.

Even harder still is knowing that these amazing people are so far across the line that they believe that they’re happier there.

I remember my days looking out across moonlit fields, drawing down the moon in a circle of loved ones and cherished friends.

Wait… Did Kit just saw ‘draw down the moon?’.

You bet your bottom she did.

Kit has struggled through so much in life.  Some of the things she struggled with we’re the ways of her ancestors, but with those ways of her ancestors there were blessings.

What could they be?

While I was lost and standing firmly on the other side of the line, I and my dear ones did not get involved in anything that could hurt us.  I do know those who have stories that are steeped in magic that were not so lucky.

It took a very long time and many personal trials and tragedies to find the truth.

Do I find fault in those who are a part of that world?  If I said yes, I would be a judgmental hippacrit and if I said no I would be as well.

So lets just say I understand the old religions and despite my belief that part of my mission in life is to share the Gospel, if you we’re to simply say to me, no, ‘I don’t want to discuss my religious beliefs with you’ that I would be respectful of your wishes.  While there are those on both sides who would be upset by this thought, my beliefs are my own and I will share them, but I will not force another to my point of view.

Are there moments that I can still look up at the Brilliant moon in the sky above and hear her call whispering in the back of my mind using the same sacred words used to draw a circle and draw down the Goddess… Yes, I head them.  They often sing like a siren, but when I hear them I turn my heart and soul toward the Moon, prayerfully thankful for her ever watching presence in the sky and grateful to our Heavenly Father for such serene beauty that has inspired countless throughout time.

So here I am on this side of the line.  It is as lonely or as lovingly full of as much hope, joy and love as I will allow it to be.  I chose to embrace my existence knowing I am loved and that those I love can feel Heavenly Father in the world and through me.

How do you start whispering into the hearts and souls of those you love?  How do you ensure that the voice that they hear is not the enemies?  How do you make sure that you stand on the right side of the war of souls and draw them closer to the strong tower of the Lord?

The answer there is listen.  Listen to your friends, listen to your loved ones and listen to your Heavenly Father, then fast and pray.

Call to them from the other side of the line and make sure that the know that no matter where the stand, over here or over there, that you love them unconditionally because they are so much more than the lies and the deserve so much more than succumbing to the pain that presses upon them.

They may try to argue that if God loved them, there would be no pain.  The pain stems from hate, fear, the darkness that is fueled by the enemy.  We can choose the pain, or we can choose love.

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