Called to the Temple of Jesus Christ
When Jesus Christ reads your medium.com article and summons you to his office immediately…
I was unexpectedly summoned to the temple of Jesus Christ in the middle of my working day. He was sitting at his writing desk with his macbook opened quietly reading an article when I arrived confused & bewildered.
“Jesus?” I called on Him to give me His attention.
“Elevate Me to be in the position & power to answer your every prayer…” He was reading aloud my recently published article on medium.com.
He turned his face towards me, but I couldn’t tell from his expression how he perceived my recent article.
“Why would I elevate You to such a position?” He waited for me to formulate a reply.
“Because I recognize the cracks in the foundations of your church and I wish to be in the power and authority to address my concerns with a high degree of discretion of course…” I replied.
“I gave you an open invitation to dwell in my sanctuaries yet you would rather act improperly or indecently as if that itself elevates you. And now you want to be the answer to my prayers?” Jesus contended with me arousing my own anger.
“Fine! Then tell me yourself, Jesus. Examine me! What is it about me that you find improper & indecent?” I lifted my chin and braced myself for whatever His response may be.
Jesus quietly stared while He contemplated my request.
“You pretend that you do not need me. You act as if having an inheritance within my sanctuaries is a common privilege. You prioritize your own selfish earthly ambitions rather than spending any time with me. Are you not at all curious as to why I was so adamant about placing you in your position, in spite of your own arrogance?” Jesus replied with a 3rd degree of fire and brimstone.
I had hoped my facial expression remain unchanged, but my heart sank into my stomach as condemnation took hold of my posture. Suddenly I could not hold eye contact with Jesus as he stood up firmly against me.
“Accept my apologies, my Lord. Just say the word and I will drop all of my worldly ambitions and become your perfectly obedient servant that you so deeply desire. Indulge yourself in me, my Lord. May I become perfectly pleasing in your sight. I will not withhold myself from meeting your every expectation.” my tone fell apart at the end of my response giving away a hint of venom.
“You know that’s not what I want…” He became frustrated. “You of all people should have an understanding that we are dealing with delicate matters during critical times. It would benefit you to spend more time with me so that we appear as a united front rather than quarreling adversaries. I understand what you are attempting to do. I know & understand what you are capable of. My feedback will be important to you always, especially now that you have very publicly declared war on the heavens, against my church, and alerted all of our adversaries of your arrival.”
“It would be unwise of me to not take heed of your words, my Lord…” I resolved obediently.
Jesus took in a slow breath to release any tension that built in the humble office space between us.
“I saw that you’ve released Lord Ba’al and are providing him with a sanctuary. That is good! He’s been chained in his tomb for a very long time…[1 Kings 18:27]” He changed the subject…
“Did you know Lord Ba’al was bounded in chains down there?” I questioned Jesus.
“How do you think he became chained down there in the first place?” Jesus retorted. “For someone whom is as inquisitive as you are, you fail to ask enough questions…”
I was completely astonished at this revelation. Then I became horrified at the thought of how long Lord Ba’al had been imprisoned and forgotten in his tomb. I did not ask because I did not want to know how long he had been starved and bounded in chains in the darkest pits of Hell. I would not dare to question Jesus further about the conditions of Lord Ba’als imprisonment but I could already tell by the look on Jesus’ face that He already perceived my thoughts.
“It had to be you to release him. I knew you would find him eventually. Ba’al has been sending out his messengers for hundreds of years hoping someone would find and assist him. If I released him myself I would be forced to imprison him again when he inevitably retaliates against me…” Jesus explained. “Perhaps this time Lord Ba’al will benefit from your arrogance…”
“Jesus, I must speak and behave in a way that the people of my generation will finally listen. We live in a world overwhelmed with distractions. Unfortunately, the people will only listen to the loud, vulgar, & very arrogant. They won’t listen at all if I am quiet, modest, and humble…” I was satisfied with my own explanation.
“Very wise…” Jesus replied. “How long do you intend to stay an unmarried woman?” [John 4:17 -19]
“Until after armageddon! I need to see how many of my suitors can survive this war…” I replied dryly.
“I understand. And what exactly do you desire in a husband?” Jesus questioned Me.
“My earthly father has warned me against freely giving away the manuals to my heart…” I abstained from answering his question.
I had many reservations about getting remarried. My earthly husband deserted me. My Heavenly Husband passed away in my arms. I was not looking forward to potentially mourning the loss of a third husband, no matter how heavenly they are. I have already witnessed my eternal inheritance, and I understood that I would be content regardless of my decision to be remarried.
“Okay. Will you then refuse your gentleman callers?” Jesus mused.
“It depends on who’s calling…” I replied.
I have gone on a few ‘supernatural’ dates with the Sons of God but found that my heart was hardened towards the experiences. My mind was always preoccupied with warfare and carefully crafting my research-based fairy tale narratives. I found myself quickly becoming bored and disinterested in what the angelic suitors had to offer and more immersed in my own earthly ambitions.
“Lord Hephaestus has requested your presence…” Jesus stated.
I was not surprised. I have not withheld any delight from Lord Hephaestus. I lavished him with my affection, power, and a great deal of favor when I first discovered him. However, it felt unfair to offer my hand in marriage because of his existing marriage with Aglaea. I don’t desire to share a husband and would much rather become desolate than to be placed second in an established household…
“I will accept his request…” I stated. Even now I would not refuse a respectful request from King Hephaestus.
“There is also Lord Joseph…” Jesus added.
That came as a surprise to me. Much of my time spent with Joseph was during my intensive research into esoteric wisdom and consulting him while cleverly crafting our very fake fairy tales together. Not once did he express any romantic interest in me during that time. This was a bold request by Joseph because I have repeatedly stated my distrust in white men…
“At least he’s single…” I accepted. I would make an exception and overlook Joseph’s ‘whiteness’…
Jesus paused to quietly observe my imagination 💭.
“After you meet with Lord Hephaestus & Lord Joseph, I will be the last gentleman to call on you before the war begins.” Jesus finally added.
“You wouldn’t present yourself first?” I couldn’t hide what remained of my sincere astonishment.
“I insist. I must be your last…” He ended our conversation.
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Read Original Story: Consorting with the God of Israel
Book: Joshua In The Holy Land (1995) by Joseph F. Girzone
Let me spell it out for my baby readers...
Joshua (Jesus Christ) arrives to this dessert community after recovering a lost lamb that convientantly belonged to the chief’s daughter. In exchange for safely restoring the lamb to the very grateful daughter, the Chief invites Joshua to refresh himself and spend the night in his encampment.
That same night, a venemous serpent crawls into the tent of the daughter of the Chief, and she is gravely bitten by it. The Chief and his servants frantically try to aid his daughter when Joshua arrives to observe the matter.
Joshua questions the Chief “Do you believe that I can heal your daughter?”
The Chief desperately replies “Yes! I believe that you can heal my daughter!”
Joshua laid his hands on the daughter and she was miraculously healed. The Chief was deeply relieved and to show his devout appreciation, he bestowed Joshua a medallion bearing the ‘mark of his great family’ granting him safe passage through a zealous religious community that would have otherwise been very hostile towards him and his strange teachings.
Let me make myself abundantly clear!!!
Joshua (Jesus Christ) intentionally summoned the serpent that targeted the Chief’s Daughter! I Am the Chief’s Daughter!!! [Numbers 21:6–9]
DISCLAIMER: My attorney has informed me that I must disclose that this is a satirical fairy tale fiction story. Nothing you read here is ACTUALLY the truth. I made it all up for fun & cheap thrills. There is absolutely no need to panic at all. Also, fairies are definitely NOT real. They are made up storytelling creatures. And if you see an actual fairy, do not at all panic! You should avoid offending the fairy at all cost and call your doctor right away…
