Awareness Of God - By David Hakim

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THE AWARENESS OF THE PRESENCE OF GOD 
 
 

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As many believe, I used to believe that God was more present in spirit than here on earth.  Of course, the energy is different, either more negative or more positive, depending upon the spiritual and material realms one is present. 
 

However, with discussion with others I have come to the conclusion that God is universally present both here and the hereafter.  He is as much present here as everywhere.  We are part of Him, wherever we are, and are always open to His love. 
 

I still am having difficulty recognizing that one need not ask for mercy from God, since by His very nature He is nonjudgmental, always with us and loving us. 
 

Of course one may be more open to his presence depending upon his or her circumstances in life.  And by life I mean one’s eternal existence.  
 

It is our own perception of God that is different. The more positive we are, the more likely we would be aware of His presence.  Of course, the higher the realm of spirit one is in, the more likely he or she will meet more individuals that display positive aspects of God.      
 

Within this paper I will set forth the beliefs of various individuals as to their awareness of the presence of God. 
 
 

Witnesses to the presence of God  
 

Bishop Sandra Adler of the Peace Community Church says it this way:

 

The facts for me are that I am one with all things and am the creator of my life. I am what I think and that can change daily with my free will. I have spiritual helpers who have mastered the lessons I am working on to help me do the same (and they have their helpers and so on).  I am a soul with a physical body here on Planet Earth to accomplish my life purpose that I chose before I got this physical body and that I will never die because I am energy - electromagnetic energy in a physical energy form.  Energy cannot be created or destroyed; it just changes form.  I am God; everything is God; I attract to me what I desire and what I fear so I can learn and evolve to mastery and enlightenment. 
 
I am in this physical form in the present.  I am now, I have always been and I will always be because I am energy.  I chose to come here (I've been here many times), I chose my parents to give me the physical body and I will choose the time to leave it and how to leave it.  I will also choose whether or not to come back to accomplish another 2-fold life purpose which is to refine my soul energy more and to provide more service.  I will go where other souls are that have a similar state of consciousness that I have because like attracts like in energy.

 

If I have mastered my life's purpose (or spiritual thrust) when I decide to pass on and have become all loving, caring, sharing, kind, understanding, non-judgmental, patient, respecting myself, others and the environment, I will go where others are like that.  It is the farthest region from Planet Earth where souls reside.  It is total freedom.  From there I can choose whether I want to be a Spiritual Helper for someone on Planet Earth or take another opportunity.  It is called heaven, nirvana, the Kingdom of God, 'D' zone, loyalty to self and other names.  It is where our Spiritual Helpers, Angels, Great Spirit, Ascended Masters, Messengers of God, etc. can be found.  It is all positive energy.

 

If, when I pass on, I am still judging, competing, fearful, on a glory trip, jealous, devoted to things outside myself, possessive, hateful, prejudiced, etc., I will be confused and I will go where souls are similar to me. I will stay there until I decide to change.  My helpers never leave me until I make a new plan.  It will be a comfortable place since others will be confused and have lack of understanding like me.  This state of confusion can be called hell, purgatory, negative energy, the devil, etc.  The only difference between this and earth is that on earth there are many states of consciousness to learn from so it's easier to grow and that's why we come to this planet.  In the spiritual world we go to the level of consciousness we have attained; we can go down to lower levels but cannot go up because of a lack of understanding.

 

God is everywhere; God is atoms and molecules - energy; I am energy, one with all things; I am God - everyone is - whether he knows it or not.” 
 
 
 

Dawn Overstreet - National Promotion Director of the Inner Peace Movement says it this way: 
 

“I am, I have always been, I will always be energy.  To my own self, be true. I came with everything I need to go beyond any limitations. Those gifts are the ability to heal in an instant those areas that may confuse me or keep me separated from my Christ consciousness of that good, kind, loving person that I am.  I have choice. With choice, I have the assistance of my "board of directors" or angels to give me insights into the details of my decisions so I can see myself in all that I do. I am the greatest each day when I feel good. I abound with inner freedom knowing that I am surrounded by inspiration and encouragement from within.  I love life because it is my opportunity to create the picture that I want to be involved in.” 
 
 
 

Bishop Lorraine Olsen of the Peace Community Church, San Antonio, Texas, states: 
 

Lighthouses were first used by the ancient Egyptians and have evolved over the centuries to what we now know them to be.  They have always been a beacon of light to warn the ships of impending danger and to give them direction.  Many times ships were damaged when for some reason they didn’t see or pay attention to that beam of light shining through the darkness. I firmly believe that spirit is like my lighthouse and my angels are the beams of light that are there to warn me, back me and to help me through troubled waters.  I need to listen to that still small voice and to discern what I am seeing.  These visions, feelings, thoughts or knowing come to me often but I sometimes don’t pay attention.  This is when I can get into situations that I could have avoided.  Thank goodness it doesn’t happen too often and if it does my angels help me discern what the problem is and what the solution is. Thank you, Spirit, for always being there for me, and love, joy and laughter to you all!!  
 
 
 

Rev. Estelle Minor of the Peace Community Church, San Antonio, Texas, states: 
 

BY THE GRACE OF THE PCC ANGELS and in humility and grace, I wheel myself in before the start of a YMCA exercise class, radiant with joy. Those already seated typically leave where they are and come to interact ostensibly with me but actually with the healing the extra angels I have brought with me. In different venues this year, I’ve witnessed people flock toward me. I am humbled because that reaction is the power of the PCC angels manifesting. 
 

I frequent medical complexes in large cities, hospitals and seniors’ exercise classes. People are there because they want to “get better”. What I’ve found about those who live with pain, whether they exhibit the trademark sense of humor or the crumpled, tight demeanor is their keen sensing of where relief lies. There is ubiquitous thirst for the energy that we carry around us as participants of this church without walls. More acutely yet, medical providers exhibit this need for a “breath of fresh air" and for words echoing our orientation lecture! My part is to be in tune with the patient, all-accepting, comforting love of the PCC angels.  
 

My day must start with regrouping to clarify inner direction and the sense of why I am here in the big picture. I must allow adequate preparation and time to not be hurried along my day.  
 

Next I cultivate in myself love of life in the moment, of a sense that encountering another human being is a gift, and of a belief that every encounter can bring healing at least in one’s soul! My body benefits and my inner self taps into more peace than I can put into words, so I volunteer to be a vehicle for healing angels. That is why my entry onto an elevator full of people can be met like an awaited blessing: I notice the very young, the very old with their helpers, the ones that thought they would be crabby this day, the shy ones who normally wouldn’t speak out like this to a stranger lean slightly towards me, take a deeper breath, and relax as a blanket of comforting love and hope descends upon us. By the time the doors open again, their eyes have the Light and their faces have been uplifted. May we all be humbled by the power the PCC angels manifest around us!  
 
 
 
 

Rev. Zoe Jungbluth of the Peace Community Church, San Antonio, Texas, states:  
 

Remembrances of PCC Opening Circles at Camp:  The July morning air is soft on the cheek—nature’s complement to angels’ touch. Our grassy spot in the yard is gathering searchers to our circle. In slight mist they come, as if planned, from all directions. Still near sleep, the mood is reverent, contemplative, feelings gathering in a spiritual ballet of accord. Any speech is hushed as searchers almost float to us, as the last vestiges of dreams are regrouped and wired into the coming day. Our circle comes together in song, sharing and respect for one another. Reaching out to all the earth, we are soon fortified with healing, and off to our day’s possibilities.  
 
 
 

Ginny Hazelton of Rochester Hills, Michigan, a woman in her 80’s, sees His presence in a newborn baby, who is [usually] born alike with other infants:  the same structures, the same limbs, the same amount of fingers and toes.  She is especially struck by the uniformity of their blood vessels which maintain their lives. 
 
 
 

Peter Benford of Austin, Texas, states: 
 

I certainly concur that God is All Things; I would express it:  God is all thoughts and all feelings, all matter and all energy.  There is nothing that is not God:  The real and the illusionary; the best and the worst; motion and stillness; receiving and giving (back).

 

In fact, the nature of God (the Cosmos) is a complex of hierarchies, too massive and too complex for us to embrace, in our present dimly lit consciousness.  All hierarchical elements of the complex, at every level, express the benevolence and Divinity, eventually, of the One Most Holy God. 

 

Mankind exists to serve.  That is our fundamental nature and motivation (deny it though many of us do, so vehemently).  Our current undertaking is to steward (serve) the evolution of this planet (and all who ride with her).  Truly, to serve it is, inevitably, to be it.  Thus we made the sacrifice of devolving, vacating the ecstasy of our true divinity, to evolve anew as part of the planetary process.  The burden is heavy but the reward is huge; to become masters and to progress to unlimited choice of service at higher and higher levels, far removed from the burdens (dragging these bones) we are now familiar with. 

 

As we are at present, everything that we can be aware of, as physically anchored beings, in truth can be regarded as illusionary.  The lower physical that we inhabit is "not reality" because it expresses separation, sequence and resistance; these in the nature of separational distance, sequential time and resistive density.  In truth these dimensions, equivalent to darkness, fade and eventually lose their grip on us as we progress in the evolutionary reunion with our Higher Self, or Soul, to become "the Light". 

 

We are guided by those who are "further ahead" than us along the road to home.  They are, however, bound by the same laws that we are, mainly the Great Law of free will.  Basically they will not violate our free will, even for our own good.  If there is such a concept as "sin" it surely must be "violation of the free will of (one or more) others".  All things must be free.  So in a non-corrupted morality it's OK to be entirely free provided we avoid depriving others of their right to be free also.  It is as if the higher level administrating such laws is saying "Just get involved and learn to live together.  Remember, you are all One, aren't you now . . ."

  
 
 

All Are One Divinity   by Peter Benford

Take a silent time each day –

Do not be denied!

Just to meditate and pray

And find peace inside. 
 

We will be heard and shown the road

Walk beside the Guide

Along the way to Home and God

The path is firm and wide. 
 

Closer now to Spirit be

Say:  “I am the Soul”

All are one Divinity

All will be healed and whole. 
 

Each step leads to God and home

Our staff of truth is stout

Belief is power to overcome

The weaker strength of doubt. 
 

From morning’s earliest waking hour

Though cold the earth, damp the air,

Angels with us give us power

And stay beside us everywhere. 
 

Then carry us on wings of light

And help us through the hours of night

In vigil patient with no end

To cleanse, recover, start again … 
 
 
 

Kahlil Gibran in The Prophet (Borzoi book) speaking on religion (78) says it this way: 
 

“And if you would know God be not therefore a solver of riddles.  Rather look about you and you shall see Him playing with your children.  And look into space; you shall see Him walking in the cloud, outstretching His arms in the lightning and descending in rain.  You shall see Him smiling in flowers, then rising and waving His hands in trees.” 
 
 

                                    David C. Hakim

                                    Rochester, Michigan

                                    April 3-May 5, 2007


The following is an inspirational true story (click the link below for more information) that has been heavily circulated by email for several years:
http://www.truthorfiction.com/rumors/s/smellofrain.htm

The Smell of Rain 

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the Doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. Still groggy from surgery, her husband David held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10,1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24 weeks pregnant, to Danae Lu Blessing. 

At 12 inches long and weighing only one pound and nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. Still, the doctor's soft words dropped like bombs. I don't think she's going to make it, he said, as kindly as he could. "There's only a 10 percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one." Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Danae would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on. "No! No!" was all Diana could say. She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. 

Through the dark hours of morning as Danae held onto life by the thinnest thread, Diana slipped in and out of sleep, growing more and more determined that their tiny daughter would live, and live to be a healthy, happy young girl. But David, fully awake and listening to additional dire details of their daughter's chances of ever leaving the hospital alive, much less healthy, knew he must confront his wife with the inevitable. David walked in and said that we needed to talk about making funeral arrangements. Diana remembers, 'I felt so bad for him because he was doing everything, trying to include me in what was going on, but I just wouldn't listen, I couldn't listen. I said, "No, that is not going to happen, no way! I don't care what the doctors say; Danae is not going to die! One day she will be just fine, and she will be coming home with us!" 

As if willed to live by Diana's determination, Danae clung to life hour after hour, with the help of every medical machine and marvel her miniature body could endure. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Danae's under-developed nervous system was essentially raw, the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn't even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Danae struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl. There was never a moment when Danae suddenly grew stronger.

 But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Danae turned two months old, her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later-though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero. Danae went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.

Today, five years later, Danae is a petite but feisty young girl with glittering gray eyes and an unquenchable zest for life. She shows no signs, what so ever, of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she is everything a little girl can be and more-but that happy ending is far from the end of her story. 

One blistering afternoon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Danae was sitting in her mother's lap in the bleachers of a local ballpark where her brother Dustin's baseball team was practicing. As always, Danae was chattering non-stop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent. Hugging her arms across her chest, Danae asked, "Do you smell that?" Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, "Yes, it smells like rain." Danae closed her eyes and again asked, "Do you smell that?" Once again, her mother replied, "Yes, I think we're about to get wet, it smells like rain. Still caught in the moment, Danae shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced, "No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest." Tears blurred Diana's eyes as Danae then happily hopped down to play with the other children.

 Before the rains came, her daughter's words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Danae on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well. You now have 1 of 2 choices...you can either pass this on and let other people catch the chills like you did, or you can delete this and act like it didn't touch your heart like it did mine.   

IT'S YOUR CALL!