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"Christian" living throughout the year

The Christ-friend:

As I recently took a look at the calendar, I discovered that on the first Sunday of Advent, there was a small note: “Beginning of the Church year.” With this, I realized how much the rhythm of the year – which just about every in these parts is bound to – is marked by greater and smaller religious holidays. Whether Christ­mas, or Good Friday, Easter, Pentecost or All Saints Day – these are the highlights throughout the course of the year.


Christian holidays – how do the Christians celebrate “their” festivities?

Christmas, for example. There is hardly another celebration that is as externalized as this one.


For instance, while leafing through a mail-order cata­log, Christmas came at me from all di­rections. Aside from nice clothes and many – at times beauti­ful, at times practical – sound house­hold objects, everything that could possibly be imagined in asso­ciation with Christmas was found on those pages. Evergreens and candlelight, shining child eyes, family happiness at gift-sharing, it was all there. Santa Claus with his red cheeks and mischievous smile showing off a bulging sackful, little terracotta or plastic singing angels playing different in­struments; a musical jewelry box offers the choice of “Silent Night” or “Joy to the World” or “Away in the Manger.” Christ­mas mangers made of wood or plastic, offered with the sweet little Jesus babe lying in a wood or plastic crib. His hand is raised in blessing and at His side stands a devotional Mary while Joseph raises a stable lantern in which burns a bulb with just the right lighting. You see kneeling shepherds, little sheep and the three Kings of Orient in splendid gowns and shining crowns on their heads. The radiant star, the musical cher­ubs, their rounded bodies draped with gently flow­ing pieces of cloth – everything that belongs to the “right” touch of Christmas is there.

A couple of pages were devoted to necklaces in the form of crosses, some with corpus, others not, in gold and silver and studded with dia­monds, and for those with a smaller purse, with zir­cons. Aside from the traditional Christmas cookies and pastries, we find the finest goose paté and tasty ham stamped with the seal of quality, and much more.

Captivated by the over 1000 catalog pages produced by trained advertis­ing experts, I encountered all the imaginable wishes and desires possible, all the clichés that come so alive in people during the Christmas season. If this were not so, then the clever psychology of trained advertising experts would not be put to use so effectively in these pictures. I was dismayed and thought: What have we Chris­tians done to Christmas!

But at the same time, I realized that although I felt totally like a Christian during the time of my membership in the Catholic Church – before I left it eighteen years ago – this external Christmas with all its clichés and sentimentality was also a part of my world. Even though I had gone faith­fully to Sunday morning services and Christmas Eve services year after year, I first became aware of the real meaning of Christ­mas when I turned my back on the church and went looking for the truth. So I wonder who really thinks about the actual meaning of Christmas, who is even aware of it?


The prophet:

Just as it was for you, it has been the same for many, many people who call themselves Christian. Christmas has been turned into a big fair, a spectacle of human pleasures and vanity, which, in the final analysis, a person can draw away from only when he has dealt with the question of following Christ and develops inner values. It is only when we become aware of the fact that Christ is alive in our hearts – and that by actively practicing the commandments of God and the Sermon on the Mount of Jesus our life can change – that our world of pictures, that is, programs, concerning Christmas will change. And then we will think about the Son of God, whose birth as a human being lies behind the Christmas celebrations.

When I hear about the birth of Jesus, my heart opens wide. Especially during the Christmas season I become aware again of how the Son of God left behind the heavens, the glory, the Being, the peace, and not least of all, the eternal Father and His throne at the right hand of the Eternal – in order to be born into a human body, into a baby. As with all children on this earth, He took on a physical world, raw and cold, in order to live in it. The wealthy people of this world have warm, richly furnished homes; their life runs its course within the social parameters of the affluent, in which it may very well be that the one doesn’t exactly think or talk about the other in friendly terms, but in which wealth always covers over the many human irregularities under the worldly maxim which says: “Don’t do anything to me and I won’t do anything to you.” Many rich people live in this consciousness and, insofar as one can talk about good living, they live very well. You can afford everything that you can imagine because you are well situated in life.

But how was it for the One who comes from the fullness of the heavens, the Son of the Highest, who came from the Inner Kingdom where all beings live in fullness as heirs to infinity – thus, truly affluent? Jesus came into a carpenter’s family, to Mary and Joseph. He did not come to an affluent family on earth, but to people who, through their God-conscious life, were pleasing to the Eternal, who announced the glad tidings to them through His angel. Mary and Joseph were, therefore, very devoted to God, who carried in their souls a mission which they fulfilled – to take into their midst the Son of the Most High. He came into their midst, surrounded by shepherds, sheep and other animals present at His birthplace, the stable which gave shelter to the light of the heavens.

Even though I have had to make certain sacrifices during my life, I am glad and thankful that I am not externally rich. Possessions, power, a prestige weighed down by millions, would press me down before the face of God who let His Son be born among the lowly of this world, entrusting Him to people who possessed only a tiny house, having no more to eat than what Joseph could earn with his own two hands.


The Christ-friend:

If God were for the wealth of the rich, then He would have let His Son be born into a wealthy family, or helped Mary and Joseph gain an affluent hold in life. Especially Christmas symbolizes God’s love to me. Especially Christmas shows me that I am on the right track with my few goods and possessions. Especially at Christmas I can feel that it all depends on doing what the Co-Regent of the heavens in Jesus taught and lived for us as an example. Especially at Christmas I feel that I, a small, tiny light, may follow Him, the great Light, by igniting myself again and again on the great Light, on the Christ of God, so that my tiny flame of love can grow larger.

For me, Christ is no longer what I encounter in the special display markets of Advent or Christmas, in the storefronts of the cities, in the offers of the catalog houses – instead, the Advent weeks and Christmas itself have become a very special time for me. The time of Christmas is, for me, as if the floodgates open in my inner being and forces are freed which do not bring me closer to the babe Jesus, but to the Christ of God who came to us as Jesus, who entered the darkness of this world and brought us the light of the heavens, the promise of the love of God and the promise of redemption for all souls and men.


The prophet:

How right you are! Christmas is a special time. It can make the hearts softer of people when, during the year, they have done and practiced what dissolves the hard crust of egoism and profit-thinking, making the person more reconciliating and peaceful; it is the clearing up of the all-too-human aspects in order to enter into the following of Jesus, the Christ. Then our soul has become lighter, because we feel that the year that is drawing to a close has been worthwhile for us. Our life then takes an ever more conscious turn, because Christ has become the center of our life. We have taken steps which lead us to our neighbor, to be there for him. The positive communication increases – with our fellow man, with the animals, plants, stones, the stars, the elemental forces, with everything that lives. This brings out a deep gratitude in the sense of fulfillment, which means inner happiness and which makes us rich – regardless of how things are on the external, material level. A person who develops the inner wealth rejoices in the small things of life, he becomes a person who is aware of life and near to life. He affirms the positive in all things, even if he also sees the negative. He will give no strength to the negativity, linking with the positive instead, that is, entering into communication with it.

We are, after all, on earth in order to go through the school of earth and this means to take our learning steps day by day, by recognizing the aspects of our sinfulness which the day radi­ates to us, repenting of them and clearing them up, so that with the help and guidance of the Christ of God, we may grow closer to God, our Father. On this path of recognition and purification, we become more sensitive and open to our fellow man because our soul ignites over and over again on the light of the Christ of God.


When we look into this world, we see again and again among all the catastrophic, power-hungry, exploiting and greedy wheeling and dealing a small, little light, a person, who has turned from this vampire-like existence, who has turned toward Christ – thinking of something better and measuring his thinking and living on the Ten Commandments of God and the teachings of Jesus. That these points of light are increasing in number, that they are reaching out, unfolding a network of light that goes round the earth and draws to it those who want to ignite the light of their hearts through a positive life turned toward God – it is in this that lies the hope for a better and truly Christian world where Christ is the center, the “Living in the Spirit of God.” Such people are gentle, that is, of tender heart, because during the course of the year they have struggled with their faults and weaknesses, with their egotistical way of thinking and acting, in order to become free of it with the help of our Redeemer. They are people who in many ways have turned away from the hoopla surrounding the wax, wood or clay figurines which are supposed to symbolize the babe in Bethlehem, in order to turn to the risen One, whose redeeming power dwells in them – as in each one of us. It is those who decide to keep the order of the temple in themselves, which means to cleanse the temple of God, the soul and body, of sin so that the great light – which you just men­tioned – can resurrect more and more in the temple, in the soul and body of the person.

These God-oriented people are the ones who know about the all-power and might of God that dwells in each person and in all forms of life in nature. For them, what holds is: Lift up the stone and you can sense God in it. Feel into the drop of water, into the brook, into the mighty waves of the ocean, and you experience Him. Observe a tiny animal, and you perceive the divine life. Look at a flower, and you see the light of the heavens. Look into the firmament, observe the stars, and they shine the all-power of God toward you. Accept your neighbor, and you experience that the love of God dwells in him.

For such people, the Christmas celebration is a great celebration of thanksgiving for the year that draws to a close. They live in inner contemplation and know that they, too, are children of the Highest, who again are growing spiritually during their life on earth into a son, a daughter, of God in or­der to enter into eternity, into God, that is, to return to the One who sent His Son, Jesus, the Christ, to us human beings.


During the Christmas season, huge sums are expended in order to externally produce, on the streets, in the houses and even in the front yards, the light that has not been lit up in the inner being of many people. It may very well be that the spark of divine light, the spark of God and of our Redeemer, lies indelible, deep within our soul and, especially during the Christmas time, it may very well be stirred in many. But wherever the ice in the heart has not been made to melt during the course of the year, the yearning sensations coming from the bottom of the soul, from the bottom of the heart, will be able to bloom hardly more than as a diffuse sense of melancholy, a maudlin sentimentality. Sentimentality can be recognized as such, in that it remains fruitless for the individual, without consequences for his way of thinking or living. Sentimentality means that you stir around in the pot of vague feelings of melancholic nostalgia and guilt not admitted to, and mixed in with self-pity and the regret for having missed some things. A person who gives into this sentimentality will hardly become blissful from it. On the contrary, often his finger points to the guilt of his neighbor, and accusations, reproaches and, not seldom, aggressions don’t wait long in coming up. Often quarrels break out right in the middle of Christmas Eve, perhaps only waiting until the children have gone to bed before “getting on with it.” Many drown their strong and aggressive mood swings in champagne and wine. “Silent Night, Holy Night.” Next day, business as usual.

If only some were to look into their Christmassie moods of sentimentality, letting their feelings come up, they would gain self-recognition and the strength to repent of many things done or missed in guilt. In this way, they could thus make amends for much with the strength of their – our – Redeemer, Christ, introducing a turn for the better in their lives.

Just as the sun cannot transform a great block of ice into living, flowing water in one day, so can the heart of many a “Christian” not become soft during Christmas, when the energy of his days was used to press his fellow men into service, or to squeeze from them whatever could be gained to his advantage. Many have already long since silenced their conscience, so that they barely become aware of a fraction of what they have done during the year – that they have despised their neighbor, abused him for their purposes, exploited him, made claims for themselves, put pressure on others so that the latter do for them what they themselves don’t want to do, elbowing their way up the ladder of success. It was and is a kneading at his fellow man to make him more yielding through defamation, discrimination, spreading untruths and much more. Many people have reached the limit of minimal subsistence, millions are unemployed. And yet, thousands upon thousands are millionaires, who continue to fill up their bank accounts to remain affluent all their lives. All of them, rich and poor, exploiter, inciter, rapist, child abuser, bordello owner, animal torturer, blackmailer and many more, all call themselves “Christian”; many are Catholic or Protestant. They sit in the intimate circle of their families as father and mother, around the freshly cut evergreen tree which breathes out the aroma of its last breath. Using proper manners, they consume the lobster thrown live into boiling water or the fatted and stuffed roast goose; they sing “Silent Night” and perhaps even brush away a quiet tear of nostalgia because, caught up in the Christmas mood, they remember their own childhood where father and mother, at least during the Christmas hours, brought the hint of a perfect world into their living room.

The Christmas celebration, the “highest celebration of the year,” has become the crowning touch in turning Jesus, the Christ, into a ludicrous figure. Why don’t we shed some light on the fraudulent world which takes place in the name of “Christian”? The year comes to an end around the time of Christmas. We look back over the year. A few days after the Christmas festivities, the New Year tumult begins. Here, “Christians” blow away several hundred millions on fireworks as a sensational way to begin the year. How many people could be helped by these millions! – children wasting away in orphanages, people living under bridges, big-bellied children bloated by torturous hunger in under-developed nations. Child­ren die at their mother’s breast because she had no food and could produce no milk to feed the little one. People, who die of starvation by the tens of thousands, people who waste away in the wretched city slums or in refugee camps, whose bodies are overrun with illness and who simply have to wait for death to come because the Christian, who should be practicing love for neighbor, doesn’t bring the necessary medications, not even a handful of rice, a handful of grain, a piece of bread. The “Christian” has blown it away.

Happy New Year! The alcohol is flowing, many a “Christian” is drunk. Still others parade their well-fed bodies and out of excess simply don’t know anymore which culinary delicacies they should stuff away. It doesn’t stop here: Happy New Year is followed by Carnival. Glittering and intoxicating parties, in nightclubs, discos and fancy dancing bars, offer the chance for a man to pick up a woman and a woman to pick up a man. You simply offer yourself up. What is faithfulness anyway, if you feel like intensifying your pleasures?


The affluent and the rich all over the world come together for gala parties and evenings. Who stands before the door? A poor tattered boy, symbolizing the hunger of many people, a young woman, thin and impoverished, who bears a dead child at her breast. They personify the streets of wretchedness.

The poor boy and thin young woman cradling her dead child symbolize the words of Jesus: “I was hungry and you gave me no food. I was thirsty and you gave me no drink. I was a stranger and you did not welcome me, naked and you did not clothe me, sick and in prison and you did not visit me.” Their answer will be: “Lord, when did we see thee hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison and did not minister to thee?” And then He will answer them: “Truly, I say to you, as you did it not to the least of these, you did it not to me.”

All of them, all those who stand before the entryways of gala events, before the clubs, the posh hotels, symbolize the search for shelter of Mary and Joseph. Mary, in an advanced stage of pregnancy, and Joseph went from house to house and knocked at people’s doors because Mary was near to giving birth. The doors stayed closed. A person, who himself hardly had a home or food, gave shelter to Mary and Joseph; we call it the stable of Bethlehem. There, Mary gave birth; there, lay the child in a manger of hay. Today, a child in tatters, a young woman with her dead and starved baby stand before the gala event. Where? In London? Delhi? Rio? New York? – among us, here and today – among those who call themselves “Christian.” Are you listening, you “Christians”? Some weeks ago from the same hall of festivities resounded, “Merry Christmas to all!” and, “Come, come all you little children...” And now a few celebrators with sentimental leanings leave the festivities through the blazing lights of the ves­ti­bule. Their bellies are full of wine and delicious foods, of fish, turkey, larded haunch of venison, tastily prepared roast breast of rabbit, that is, wild game for the “Christians”; but a finely prepared roast beef cannot fail, a piece of pork is a must, and let’s not forget a nice chicken, duck or goose thigh, festively prepared, but of course, in the right sauce! The high guests throw a few coins into the small hands of the thin, tattered boy. They pause horrified before the thin woman with her wide-open eyes, deeply upset by the sight of the dead child. They shake their well-groomed heads and think, “What an affront! And before our club!” and continue on their way, indignant. Their flickering sentimentality gradually disappears in the gentle swaying of the luxury limousine which brings them to their warm house, their warm apartment, to their perfect and beautiful world.

Carnival now draws to a close, and Ash Wednesday approaches – ashes upon the cherished brow. It means, “Remember, man, that you are dust and will return to dust.” But who thinks anyway about the dust that he, the person, is supposed to be? For many, this is something that just lies on the street. Or, it is the people who lie poor and suffering on the streets of this world or begging before the noble halls. As long as the “dust” can clothe itself in expensive garments, the “dust” is the others.


And now, fasting time is upon us! Oh, no! For many in Bavaria this means time for strong beer! Now, strong beer flows, less wine; the “Christian” has to get drunk on something. Outside, in front of the beer tent, is a child, an old woman with a freezing child. She carries a basket in her hand and offers flowers for sale to the beer-strong men. Jesus stands before the entrance in the small child and the old woman.


O Christian, how do you behave,

a worldly child with wealth to save?

Has Christ a place within your heart,

when parties rave, the drinking start?

In every person is our Lord,

through them He calls, “Hear you

My word?”

A child is pleading, “Give me bread,

in need, a woman, bows her head.

What will you,

drunken Christian, do?

Your conscience knows,

but how’s with you?

Generous, the pennies flow,

a gift doth help the pity go!


When the fasting period and strong beer time is over, Easter week approaches. Weeks before, Christians think about where and how they will spend this holiday time. Many add on one or two vacation days so that they can drive to the moun­tains or to a warmer region at the seashore. What do the many “Christians” care about Good Friday? Many say, “The preacher’s sermon on Good Friday or on Easter has been the same for years anyway.”

For many Christians, Good Friday means they remember the death of Jesus on the cross. On Easter, they remember the resurrection of Jesus. And so, one remembers. Throughout the last two thousand years, did the Christian also happen to wonder how come the dead man still hangs on the cross – yesterday, today and tomorrow – despite the resurrection of Jesus? For many Christians, these days of remembrance, Good Friday and Easter, are only reminders of what happened 2000 years ago and which the preachers warm up over and over again.

Resurrection means: Christ overcame death.

Why? I repeat: Why, that is, for what reason and purpose, do they take back His resurrection year after year? Figuratively speaking, why do they kill Him again? This is how they make a fool out of the believer who – through the “It Is Finished” of Jesus, the Christ – bears redemption within and wants to walk the path to becoming free of his sins by following Christ, the risen One. This is a scorn and mockery of Christ, a scorn and mockery of all those who take up their cross in order to free themselves of the burden of their sins, with the help of the Christ of God and thanks to His resurrection – raising themselves and walking toward the kingdom of peace and of love.

In the face of the dead man still hang­­­ing on the cross, many people ask: What did the death of the Nazarene bring us? The world hasn’t gotten any better. All the many well-meaning words of ministers and priests did not make a paradise of this world.

So why bother with Good Friday and Easter? Maybe – so think many – maybe the whole thing is only for old people and for all those who still need a little bit of sentimentality. Maybe it’s like the philosopher Nietzsche critically wrote, about a God... “who cures us of dandruff at the right time or lets us step into a coach right when a downpour begins” – just like a person would like to have it. Others have totally left behind their faith and secretly act as Nietzsche did, himself, for whom the churches are no more than “tombs and monuments of God.” And as a sign that the philosopher was right, there hangs the dead man motionless on the cross while, according to Nietzsche, a “pulpit crow” gives the service.

Well, many Christians may not go so far as the philosopher, but they don’t pay much attention to the words of the pastor. However, they will at least keep up appearances. And in order not to seem totally without conscience, they just manage to join in on Good Fridays and Easter. On Good Friday, a day of fasting, you eat fish. Of course, it should also be fresh sole, or a freshly caught trout or cod. Yesterday they took a walk on the edge of a stream and rejoiced in the merry jumping trout and the graceful movement of the same species. Tomorrow these may lie as ca­davers, tastefully prepared, on the dinner table. Without a care for the trout and its dead staring eyes, the meal is taken. You don’t think about the fact that only yesterday it was these same fish that swam so lively and full of joy in life, rejoicing in their existence. For the animal-cannibal man, it doesn’t matter, whether trout or pike. For him, what’s important is pleasure without annoyance, apparently even when a person such as I addresses his conscience.

Many are of the opinion that man has become an animal. Please do not insult the animals! Often they are far nobler and more sensitive than the coarse, cannibalistic human being.

What the upper ten thousand can afford, including the church authorities, is also what the taxpayer wants. Especially the church authorities – this is how an imitator thinks – must know; and so he goes along with every custom, whether heathen or cannibalistic. He, the simple Christian, doesn’t murder or slaughter himself. He lets others do this bloody work. Yesterday, the Christian took a walk and saw a lamb frisking about the pasture, a small rabbit hopping through the meadow, a fawn slipping quick­ly through the bushes. He rejoiced in the life of the animals, in their beauty and gracefulness and joy in life. Tomorrow, on Easter Sun­day, the church Christian will eat the leg of lamb, the roast rabbit or the larded saddle of venison. The farmer, also a Christian, has slaughtered the lamb. The hunter – himself a Christian – has hunted and killed the frolicky rabbit and the graceful deer. After all, why not? You need to feed your­self from something! Lamb, rabbit and deer just happen to wander into the frying pan, cut up into pieces, skillfully larded, and then – onto the table of the church dignitaries and their church-Christian imitators.

The second neighbor, which we call pigs, doesn’t have it any better. Yesterday, the piglet was still happily scampering about, today it is slaughtered and dismembered. Pieces of its dead body were smoked by the butcher, made ready for the pleasures of the palate and put up for sale. Many church Christians who know what’s proper wrap the smoked ham in a fine, clean cloth and take it in a basket to the priest at the church. The latter offers up his blessings upon the “gift of nature.” Now, the ham is blessed and ready to be consumed; blessed be the body of the animal-cannibal – through the consecrated ham. And on the fringes of all this, you’re still “Christian.”

The Christian conscience, which ori­ents itself less to the Ten Commandments and the teaching of Jesus than to the example of the theologians, is flexible. After all, on Good Friday there was fish, on Easter – completely according to Easter tradition – a piece of blessed ham for breakfast, a larded saddle of venison or rabbit or a piece of roast beef or a leg of lamb, because, after all, “Jesus ate lamb meat, too.”

A person who still visits the church for Easter Sunday services will sing with sure and strong voice the well-known Easter song: “Jesus lives, and with Him me. Death, where is thy terror?” The Christ of God is truly risen. His spirit lives in us – but do we live in and with Him? Does the Christian do what Jesus taught and lived as an example? Or have many people become terrifying specters to the animals of the forests, fields, air, water and barns? Did not many become terrifying specters to all of nature? A Chris­tian fells trees no matter whether in spring, summer, fall or winter, just like he maltreats, strikes and kills the ani­mals. Christians have become the slaughterers and butchers of the king­doms of nature. Ani­mals flee before the unrestrained actions of animal-cannibal man.

Many Christians take all of this for granted – and feel as if they were lords of the earth and society. But which society? A society of butch­ers, thieves, murderers, blackmailers, robbers, deceivers, brutes, liars, defamers, discriminators, adulterers, child-abusers, those who do violence to nature, animal torturers, defilers of plants and minerals, and, and, and – in sum, those who are destroying the whole planet earth.

Many, may now protest indignantly: “But not me!” He must be countered with: “Prove it!” How do you behave toward your fellow man with your words and actions, let alone in your thoughts? How do you talk about your fellow man? What are your deeds and works? How great is your love for God and neighbor? Blessed is the one who feels kindness with all his heart, who desires kindness, who wants to give kindness, who thinks kindness and behaves accordingly. He will have a quiet conscience, that is, a peace-filled heart.


The Christ-friend:

Stop! Enough! I had such a nice image of the Christmas celebrations. I must have been crazy to have gone along with such a thing as a church Christian! I feel ashamed to be a Christian at all, because with what you’re saying, I’ve had to point a finger at myself a lot. But Jesus also ate a piece of lamb during Passover. And besides, He also multiplied the fish. Didn’t He show us with this that – at least every now and then – it is okay to eat meat?

The prophet:

In “This Is My Word. Alfa and Omega, The Gospel of Jesus. The Christ-Revelation which the world does not know,” Christ explains the following to this:

“Neither the apostles nor the disciples gave the order to slaughter a lamb. But as a gift of love, parts of a prepared lamb were offered to Me as well as to the apostles and disciples. With this, our neighbors wanted to make a gift for us, for they did not know better. I blessed the gift and began to partake of the meat. My apostles and disciples did the same. Afterward, they asked Me in the following sense: We should refrain from consuming meat. This is what You have commanded of us. Now You, yourself, have consumed meat.

I instructed My own that man should not wantonly kill an animal nor should he consume the meat of animals which were killed for the consumption of their meat. However, when people who are still unknowing have prepared meat as nourishment and make of it a gift to the guest, offering it with the meal, then the guest should not reject the gift. For there is a difference whether a person consumes meat because he craves for meat or as a token of gratitude to the host for his effort.

However, when it is possible for him and outer circumstances and time permit, the knowing person should give general indications to the host, but should not want to set him right. When the time is ripe, the host, too, will understand these general indications.

In this world, understanding and tolerance, too, are aspects of selfless love. Leave to each person his free will whether or not he wants to understand and accept your general indications. If you always think, speak and act selflessly, you abide in love and love will bless you. What is then offered to you, as a gift of love, is blessed.

With the multiplication of the bread, the fruit and also the fish, I showed them that no person has to hunger nor be in want, if he fulfills the laws of God.

In this so-called miracle of the multiplication, it was revealed that man could live in the fullness, if he fulfilled the will of God; because the universal law is inexhaustible for spirit beings and for the souls and human beings who do the will of My Father, who is also their Father.

My disciples brought Me bread and grapes to be multiplied. On that day, dead fish were also offered to Me in order to be multiplied. As I took this dead substance into My hands, I explained to the people that the power-potential of the Father, the high power of life, was gone from it for the most part and that I would not create live fish so that they be killed again.


I explained to the people that life is in all forms of life and that man should not kill them deliberately. The people, especially the children, looked at Me very sadly. They could not understand Me, because they lived for the most part from fish, bread and little else. And then I spoke to them in the following sense: The energies of the earth are still maintaining the dead fish. And so, I will not give you living fish from the spirit of the Father; but – from the energy of the earth – I will create for you fish that are dead, that is, poor in vibration. They will never bear life and cannot be killed. I will show you how living things – bread and fruits – taste, and in comparison with them, the taste of dead food.

And from the energies of the earth, I created for them fish which bore little spirit substance. I gave them the dead fish and, at the same time, I offered them bread and fruits to eat, so that they could recognize the difference between living and dead nourishment between highly-vibrating and low-vibrating food.”


Many of my fellow men may become quite indignant over my rather drastic remarks concerning many Christians, but isn’t it as I have explained? I don’t want to exclude myself from the accusations I’ve made of the animal-cannibalism of many Christians, because I also was a Catholic and experienced similar things in my parents’ home. The whole family, including all my relatives, was Catholic. Every single one did what the church authorities preached and lived without thinking about what Jesus wanted. We knew about the commandments of God where we read: You shall not kill. But church Christians think this holds only for people and not for animals and other forms of life in nature. It is only when it dawned on me about what was done to the teaching of Jesus, about how it was twisted and bent and what Jesus had to suffer for – all those things which the church authorities held as pleasurable and agreeable – it was then that I turned around on the spot and left behind me what until then I had always considered normal. All of us, including myself, have to reproach ourselves: Why don’t we think about the cannibalism toward the animals? Why don’t we feel that in nature, too, is found the life of God, being the creation of God? If we hear the words, “Make the earth subject to you,” this doesn’t mean exploit it fully, instead, it means: Serve the earth so that she may serve you many times over.

But instead, what happens all over and in the earth? Many Christians are inconsiderate toward the gifts of the Creator, and thus, are against the Creator. Jesus showed a totally different picture of what it meant to follow Him. His words, “Follow me” – that is, Jesus, the Christ, mean: Become meek and humble from your heart, and love one another as I have loved you as Jesus and love you as Christ. Mother Earth and everything that lives in and on her, and in the oceans and in the air are also included in this.

Ever since the church authorities took the commandment “you shall not kill,” and turned it into “you shall not murder” a few years ago, killing in so-called self-defense and in a “justified war” is apparently allowed. But God gave us a brain to use. Is it a just war when a Catholic sniper kills patrolling Protestant soldiers in Ireland? It borders on schizophrenia if the Catholic Church forbids abortion – please take note that the Original Christians are also against abortion – and then allows killing in self-defense and a “justified” war. Let’s think this case through: First, the embryo is protected, and so the child is born and perhaps baptized Catholic. Later, as an adult, he turns Protestant and becomes a patrolling Protestant soldier. He is shot by a Catholic sniper because the latter – just like his Protestant counterpart – thinks he’s taking part in a “justified” war.

By the way, who actually determines what a “justified” war is – whereas Jesus talked about love of enemy? As cruel as human beings are toward each other, that is how they are toward animals, plants and minerals, too.

And then, at Pentecost, the power of the Holy Spirit should descend upon the “Christians”...


The Christ-friend:

And the Holy Spirit should speak only indirectly through the preachers like the bishops, pastors and priests. Because these have not planned for Him, the great Spirit, the free speaking of the Christ of God. According to the second Vatican Council (1965) we read: “The work of revelation and salvation by God was fulfilled and completed in Jesus Christ. In Jesus, revelation has come to an end, as long as time exists.”... “For this reason the Christian order of salvation, namely the new and final covenant, cannot be exceeded and no new public revelations are to be expected before the appearance of our Lord Jesus Christ in all His glory.”


The prophet:

You don’t really believe that God would orient Himself according to the church authorities and that such should be first announced 1965 years after Jesus?! He respects the free will, as well as the self will, of the church authorities. This is why He no longer speaks within their churches, even if the altars are ever so much inlaid with gold and the so-called representatives of God shine in crimson robes. Jesus did not lie in a crib made of gold, nor did He wear crimson robes. This wants to tell us something – but only to those who think about it.

The Holy Spirit, the Spirit of the Christ of God, is in each one of us. In the very primordial base of our soul, the great life is knocking and calls to us to again become sons and daughters of heaven, that is, beings of light from His light. The Holy Spirit is knocking and calls us to keep His commandments and follow Jesus, the Christ, who not only announced the love of the Father but was Himself the revelation of the love of God. Jesus loved the people, and always spoke, again and again, of the love for God and neighbor. Jesus loved the animals, the plants, every single stone. For Him, nature was the great garden of God where He lived, which He cherished, which He cared for in His feelings and thoughts, taking care of the animals as far as this was possible for Him.

In “This Is My Word. A and W. The Gospel of Jesus. The Christ-Revelation which the world does not know,” the following is written concerning this:

“And it came to pass that the Lord departed from the city and went into the mountains with His disciples. And they came to a mountain with very steep paths. There they met a man with a beast of burden.

But the horse had collapsed, for it was overladen. The man struck it till the blood flowed. And Jesus went to him saying, ‘You son of cruelty, why do you strike your animal? Do you not see that it is much too weak for its burden and do you not know that it suffers?’

But the man retorted, ‘What have You to do therewith? I may strike my animal as much as it pleases me, for it belongs to me; and I bought it with a goodly sum of money. Ask those who are with You, for they are from my neighborhood and know thereof.’

And some of the disciples answered, saying, ‘Yes, Lord, it is as he said, we were there when he bought the horse.’ And the Lord rejoined, ‘Do you not see then how it is bleeding, and do you not hear how it wails and laments?’ But they answered saying, ‘No, Lord, we do not hear that it wails or laments.’ ...”

Even when a person has acquired an animal, it is nevertheless not his property. Just as the spiritual body, the soul in the human being, is part of the eternal Being – because the Eternal also created the spiritual body, and the spirit being lives through the Eternal in the eternal Being – so was the animal created by the eternal Creator-Spirit and is part of the life which is and lasts eternally – God.

The whole of infinity is serving love, serving life. Man, too, is called by Me, Christ, to serve his neighbor in a selfless way. This also includes his second neighbor. For the animal, too, is endowed with the gifts of selfless serving and serves gladly and readily the person who loves it.

When man does not selflessly love his neighbor, that is, his fellow man, he will not serve him selflessly either. He then transmits his selfishness also to the worlds of animals, plants and minerals.

An animal cannot speak. It suffers and endures silently and can hardly express its pain and grief. Only the one who selflessly loves people, animals, plants and stones perceives the pain and agony endured by the animal.


The egocentric person, the domineering man, expects his fellow man to serve him. He also demands that an animal serve him beyond its capacity and strength. He gives orders – and does not serve. For this reason, he inflicts unspeakable torment on people and animals. If a person makes his fellow men dependent on him – as if they were slaves – he will also enslave the animals. The one who no longer listens to his conscience becomes hard-hearted toward man and animal. He cares solely for his own interests, his self-interest. He is full of self-importance and, in this process, forgets that his neighbor and his second neighbor, the animal, suffer under his egocentric dominance. Nor does he sense anymore what his neighbor and the animal need. When a person’s senses have become brutal, the whole person is poor in feeling. However, he will react more sensitively when his own ego is addressed and his actions are questioned.

Recognize: The one who is solely with this world also looks at just the small, limited world of his ego. He thereby becomes numbed to the law of life, thus becoming a spiritually dead person. Spiritually dead people are deaf and dumb to the true life. They will be born again into matter, as long as this is still possible according to the laws of incarnation, so that, in the course of their changing fate, they will learn and experience that their neighbor, who stands beside them, and the animal, feel and suffer – particularly since all of them receive their life from God.”

With this, Christ revealed the consciousness of the great unity in God which makes us into His sons and daughters. For every being is cosmic Being, which is in communication with all the pure forces of infinity.


If we human beings strive for this, then step by step we will transform our sins into light with the help of the Christ of God, which means that we repent of the sins we have recognized, clear them up with the help of the Christ of God, our Redeemer, and no longer commit them again. Then we gradually immerse into the primordial base of our being, which is divine, and are in communication with the Holy Spirit, the Spirit of the Father-Mother-God, which is the life and the resurrection in Christ.

If we rise – the same as resurrect – in Christ, then the might of the Spirit radiates through us, and we will think, speak and do what God wills. And then we no longer need to wait for whether Pentecost will come at some point. Pentecost was almost 2000 years ago. Pentecost was yesterday. Pentecost can be today and tomorrow when we are ready to receive the Holy Spirit.


Dear brother, dear sister, let us resurrect in Christ so that we are again conscious sons and daughters of God who live in peace with one another, who cherish the earth and everything that is on or in her, and thus we will receive from her what we need for our life on earth.


The Christ-friend:

But until then it is surely a long way. As you just now spoke the high words of our true Being, a terrible picture came up in me. If I remember rightly, it is around the time of Pentecost that the young of animals are born. For some years now I often drive in early summer through a small village where a flock of young geese more or less live out their lives on a rather small piece of land. They are happy and contented with the rather limited space they have to live in. I have watched them grow and asked myself why people keep so many geese when they hardly have enough room for them. When I asked this question of my friend, he said, “Boy, are you ever naive! During the past years, haven’t you seen that starting with Advent they get less and less in number until after the 24th of December, after celebrating the birth of Christ, there are no more to be seen?”

It was as if the scales fell from my eyes: The same, every year! The poor animals! They were not allowed to even live out one year before being eaten up by animal-cannibals. Since then, I also want no part of featherbeds. Who knows how many Christmas geese had to give up their feathers for this!

My friend went on: Don’t you know how many baby seals are skinned every year so that high society ladies can show off an especially beautiful seal-skin coat? My friend spoiled the rest of the day for me with a couple of other examples. He continued to tell me that Christmas geese, particularly, are not only simply killed, but that above all, their bill is violently forced open and special feed is pressed down their throat, even to the point of being stuffed full with the handle of a cooking spoon, so that the poor animal has to swallow, swallow, swallow – and the animal-cannibal man can enjoy a very fine goose-liver paté for the celebration of the birth of Christ; that hens are kept in the most limited space, in laying batteries, and, when grown to the right size and weight, chickens are beheaded and end up in the pot or frying pan or skewered through and placed in a show window so that the cannibals can pick out their own chicken. He also told me about the slaughterhouses where animals bellow in fear of the death shot, because they sense that their life will be violently taken. The animals know very well that they are being led to the slaughter-block when they leave the farmer’s barn.

My companion explained further how medications and hormones are given to the animals to speed up their growth process, going all the way to chemically and genetically induced changes in cows whose resultant udders can hardly be carried between their legs. The crowning statement in his words was, “Everything, but everything, is being milked. The great of this world are milking the lesser, and the great and lesser are milking the whole Mother Earth until it is totally ‘milked out,’ that is, eaten up, by a monster who calls himself man.”

Thank God that I have not recovered from everything that he described to me! I have become a different person, who cherishes more and more what God daily gives to us, who is more and more aware of what love for God and for neighbor means, who is becoming more and more aware of what the institutional churches really are.


The prophet:

How wonderful that a few change their way of thinking and gradually learn to give honor to the One to whom all honor is due. The person who honors God gradually comes to see what the honorable institutional churches have set up. They have led and lead their imitators – the believers whom they have made dependent on their cosmetically-treated teaching – far from God. And so many believers take in what has been conveyed to them in the following way:

“What you recognize as right and true, believe in it. But to practice it is too hard because we humans are, after all, sinners.”

How right was Jesus who spoke about the pharisees and scribes of those times saying:

“Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you are like white-washed tombs, which outwardly appear beautiful, but within they are full of dead men’s bones and all uncleanness. So you also outwardly appear righteous to men, but within you are full of hypocrisy and iniquity.”


Their words are smooth and soothing, but what does it look like underneath, what are the words filled with? They have made the name “Christ” their own, but are their convictions, their teachings, Christian – let alone their doings?

Two thousand years have gone by. Few people have learned from what the church institutions have served them up with, year after year: a mixture of heathenish cult and cosmetically-treated teaching. Both pieces of work – heathenish cult and cosmetically-treated teaching – were melted together into one work, which was named Protestant on the one hand, and Catholic on the other. If they had taught what Jesus had wanted, then people would be familiar with the law of sowing and reaping, and so many, who may have wanted to commit an assault on his fellow man or on the Mother Earth, would have changed his mind in time, aware of the words of Jesus: “What you do to the least of my brothers” – with this, He also meant His sisters – “you do to me”; and at the same time, each one does it to himself because the Christ of God is in each person. This also holds for the kingdoms of nature, for the mighty Spirit of the eternal Creator is in all forms of life.


In this brochure, “The Prophet,” my concern is that many people look into my words and hear the cry, the call, of an instrument of God, which says:

Follow no men! Follow Jesus, the Christ, and reflect upon His statement: Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Or: What you don’t want others to do to you, do not do to others. This also holds true for animals and all the life-forms of the earth.

We just heard: Whatever we do to our neighbor, we do to ourselves, according to the law of sowing and reaping. The one who becomes aware of this will also understand why this world is the way it is. The great support each other and trample those below them. To this effect, the church and the mighty within the state – often in unity – are the masters who make of the people, the apprentice. But we, who are the people, should not continue this trampling on others by crushing our fellow man underfoot and thus turning away from Jesus, the Christ and crushing Him underfoot in our neighbor. The person who keeps the commandments of God step by step will straighten up internally and look to the One who called us to follow Him.


With all my heart, I wish that ever more people awaken, that many a one reflect upon his dissolute and egotistical life and dissociate himself from what lies in his feelings and thoughts, the blackmailer, the inciter, the animal torturer, the animal-cannibal, the thief, the vengeful and, and, and ... My whole desire is that ever more people find Christ in themselves and live consciously in Him, so that they may daily recognize their inflated ego and repent of their sinfulness and clear it up with the help of the Christ of God. The person who then no longer commits this sin lives in His Spirit more and more and is His follower, a person of character, that is, of good convictions, who is able to live with his fellow man, who respects and cherishes nature and finds himself again as the son or the daughter of God.


The Christ-friend:

Pentecost celebration, however, for many people, does not mean turning to the Spirit of God, the Holy Spirit. Many go on vacation for a few days in order to turn to the rays of the sun. Summer is beginning; a tan means prestige. You see to it that you “keep up with things.”


The prophet:

Yes, you can just barely still afford a vacation. A person living today cannot by a long shot afford to continue to sin against God, because not only are the earth catastrophes approaching us ever more, but especially our immediate catastrophes, too, are, for example, unemployment, tight money, illness and the many consequences of environmental pollution. Health insurance will get tighter and tighter, even though every second person will soon have to file a claim for it because of allergy attacks and the flare-up of certain types of illnesses which one thought were under control through the improvements in living conditions and vaccinations. Oh well, so what? – thinks many a one and scratches and scrapes together the last bits of money for a summer vacation, resigned to his fate, to the possibility that next year he may not be able to afford a vacation at all. Thoughts, thoughts, resigned to fate – the limitations become more and more serious, the losses more painful. Few, however, think about why it is so. “Today is today,” thinks many a “Christian” and stretches out his summer vacation, living it up like an un-Christian.

The year has moved forward; the second half is upon us. How quickly time passes! Already summer stands before the door. I already see the long lines of cars rolling toward the south, trailers and motorboats, spaced out between the fast cars. The person who can drive 10-20 mph faster toots his horn at the others to make way. If the latter is not willing to do this immediately, he is given the finger. Every year, freeway jams, and yet, the caravan drive to the south must be kept up each year.

During those long hours in the traffic jam, the front-seat passenger, wife or husband, is often a welcome object for getting off your chest all those things that were bothering you already for weeks or months. A quarrel builds up; perhaps even the children join in, bored in the back seat. Now it boils and bubbles away in the little car. In front and behind you can still hear them honking their horns. It continues. To where? Of course, toward vacation; you want to recover from the stress and monotony. In some cases, recuperation lies in picking up a member of the opposite sex. And then, the quarrel that began in the car continues into the evening. The husband thinks: “My ‘shadow-vacation,’ my new acquaintance, is much better suited for me. She is much more pleasant and understanding than my wife. I really missed out when I got married. If I could pick again it would be the new one. She is just right. She fits in with me.” Already, you start thinking about what a divorce would cost. Or, should she be the “other woman”? Can I afford this? How will she take it when I suggest it? And how will my wife react, who, anyway, has a constant companion at her side simply to have a break from our marriage?


For not a few, after the vacation it means, we unhitch, that is, we no longer draw the marriage-wagon together. We get a divorce or we reach an agreement that each one has another man or woman. For many, vacation meant the end of the couple, the end of a marriage. Family ties break apart. If there are children from the marriage, then often they don’t know to whom they belong, to the father or the mother. The one or the other hears protests – for example, from the mother-in-law – that divorce isn’t allowed by the church. But who worries about this, about the mother-in-law or religious customs? The priest may very well speak about a marriage willed by God. But here, it’s like in other spheres of life: The traditional customs, the rules and commandments have no validity anymore. A person does what he wants, and then sooner or later, he experiences who or what he is and what is due to him. Because according to the law of sowing and reaping, he will receive and reap what he has sown.


The Christ-friend:

If I take a look at all the goings-on of vacations, the parties, the night-clubs, the naked bathers on favorite beaches, the sex tourism and many other things, then the question becomes whether one shouldn’t suggest that the “Christian” could give up his sanctimonious “Christianness,” and describe himself as, for example, un-Christian, or, think better of it. “Chaos man” draws through the whole year from Christmas to Christmas It is an incomparable mockery of the Christ of God! It is a life of hopping in and out of hot and cold showers that has nothing to do with being a Christian.



The prophet:

How wisely you have spoken. But who would even admit to being an un-Christian, when it’s always the other one who’s to blame for his situation? Who beats on his own breast and says, “It’s my fault, way too much my fault”? If a person were to do this, he would have to admit to his part of the blame in the wretched state of his marriage and the chaos of this world. Many soothe their conscience by many a church statement of belief, like, for example, “After all, we are sinners.” This is a very simplistic institutional teaching, an excuse, actually, to simply explain away the sinner as merely a sinner.


The Christ-friend:

Besides, the Catholic priests can take away the sins of the sinners, if they simply visit the confessional. Three “Hail Marys” – and that’s the end of it. Tomorrow the sinning continues – “after all, we are sinners.” It’s even easier with the Protestant churches in the so-called “congregational confessional,” where not a single sin is called by its name. Everybody stands up and the minister talks in general terms about repenting of our sins and the desire for forgiveness. And then the minister asks whether the church-goers believe that the forgiveness which he, the minister, will accord to them has the same meaning as the forgiveness of God, and everyone intones the answer, “yes.”

Then the minister absolves everyone from their sin and grants them forgiveness and then, on certain days of worship, above all on Good Friday, the ceremony is repeated, because for the Protestant faith it is also, “after all, we are sinners.”


The prophet:

Jesus does not allow for these excuses, because already 2000 years ago He said: Be perfect as your Father in heaven is perfect. About “steadfast sinning” Jesus never spoke, but Luther alone said, “Sin steadfastly, but believe even more steadfastly.


The Christ-friend:

This is how it is, year in, year out, and just like the seasons and celebrations of the year are repeated, so are the sins. I am shaken by what you have said about what goes on in the course of the year. All of that has nothing to do with being a Christian. All of it is one single solid mockery of God.


The prophet:

And that isn’t the end of it! Slowly it starts picking up, heading toward the high point of this mockery of Jesus, the Christ – toward Christmas.

The first thing to come after summer vacation is the first days of work. Proudly they show off their tan at work and in their family. It is a matter of prestige to have been on vacation. In time, the whole extent of what their “vacation” turned out to be comes out when the marriage that still existed before their vacation is now only a sign hanging on the front gate or an object of divorce. You talk about your vacation, showing off and telling what a hot-shot you were with everything that you did. And many did do a lot, including despicable things, which, of course, is blamed on another. But slowly telling the same things over and over again gets old. All our acquaintances and relations have already admired the slides and know all the comments, the jokes and punch lines. You get to be less and less interesting, and finally you sink back into anonymity. And so, the accustomed deficit of energy, the boredom, draws back into your everyday life; the chances to exalt yourself are rarer than ever. And so you start looking at the calendar to see on what day All Saints Day falls. Perhaps it falls on a convenient day for planning a few days of vacation.


But what happens until then, we’d just as soon not look at, because one would have to quote Jesus, the Christ, again and again and, in the end, ask Him to resurrect in the flesh and take up the whip and drive the un-Christian or the haggler and usurer from the temple – today, the so-called house of God – where the un-Christian hypocritically sings the “holy songs” and exhibits such sanctimoniousness as many a churchman, who, in the end, doesn’t himself believe in what he preaches.

As long as a person does not sanctify his own temple of flesh and bone in the awareness that the one Holy One, the Holy Spirit, dwells in him, he will always seek out a church of stone in order to pretend to be what, in reality, he is not. At some point in time, the “Christian” colored glasses will be taken from many a face. And then he will not only see and recognize who he really is, but will also see, that is, see through, the person who for years served him up with sanctimonious sermons. Of course, he will see nothing of Christ, because his sins will, like the moon in a solar eclipse, block the sun.


All Saints Day is the celebration of the saints. It is a Catholic holiday. Why should the saints be honored, when one should give honor to God alone? All Souls Day which follows right after is, of course, no holiday, but a regular work day. One honors only the “saints”; the “souls” remain poor souls. Why should we have a holiday for souls which as people had their holidays anyway, fully living them up: weekends, church holidays as well as other personal free days, like, for example, vacations. Many who once celebrated their holidays are now souls. What do they now see? Each one sees himself according to the law: What you sow, will you behold and reap. And so many a “saint” will behold his “sainthood” and have to recognize that he may have been declared a saint by “His Holiness,” but suffers, that is, expiates, just like all other souls. Whether on earth we celebrate All Saints Day or remember the souls – the reality will become visible in the beyond: What a person sows, he will reap and as a soul he will behold and expiate it manifoldly.


The wave of recuperation-seekers rolls south again on All Saints Day. We should rest and recuperate on vacation because we’ve had a couple of months work already. We still have a job! Perhaps some may already get fired tomorrow. Many a one may very well think about this but repress it right away or think that nothing could happen to him: “I’m a good Christian. I pay my taxes, pay my church dues and go to church every now and then where I sacrifice a couple of coins. And if a collection is taken up for the starving in Africa or for the renovation of the church, I’m always a part of it.” Not so, my good “Christian”! Jesus didn’t mean that. Many may now answer: “Maybe not Jesus, but the church I belong to told me so – after all, they should know.”

Four weeks after All Saints Day, all the show and activities starts building up toward its high point.

The highest celebration of the year begins with Advent. There is a Christmas song in Germany with the following text: “Every year the Christ-child comes down to earth, where we men are living. To each house goes his blessing, he goes with us on all our paths and byways. He is at my side, too, and unknown to me, quietly and faithfully leading me by His loving hand.”

Which “Christ-child” should come down to the earth – Christ, the Son of God, with the whip, should come to each home? Or is it enough for us that we take the dust-covered wood or wax figurine, the “Christ-child,” and the dusty manger with Mary and Joseph and all the oxen and donkeys and bring them down from the attic on the last day of Advent, dust them off and again put them under the decorated tree? Not a single piece is left missing, not an ox nor a donkey nor a sheep nor goat. Of course, on Christmas Eve, a special place is arranged in the manger for the “holy couple,” Mary and Joseph, and the shepherds. The duster is black with dirt, but the manger shines brightly and the person sings with full heart: “Every year the Christ-child comes down to earth, where we men are living. To each house goes his blessing, he goes with us on all our paths and byways. He is at my side, too, and unknown to me, quietly and faithfully leading me by His loving hand.”

The question is whether the dust-free mini-manger with the dust-free Jesus “babe,” with Mary and Joseph, with the shepherds and animals, really brings a blessing to the people. Who ever thinks about the fact that they should finally dust off all their malicious feelings, thoughts, words, actions and all their vile tendencies? No one has time for that, not at Christmas, nor at New Years, nor Easter, Pentecost or All Saints Day, let alone during the Christmas season. You tend to think about all sorts of things, for example, who gives what to whom; but few think about which gift they gave to the Christ of God, their Redeemer, during the course of the year. He, the Spirit of the Christ of God, the Holy Spirit, which daily knocks at the door of our heart and truly goes on all paths and byways with us – for most people He is undesirable, because the One who almost 2000 years ago came to us on earth as a babe, and who as Jesus, the Christ, the greatest prophet of all time, announced to us the love of God and showed us the way to the Father, made and makes, for many, too high demands.


Jesus taught us the love for God and for neighbor. He taught us about loving our enemies and lived this as an example for us. He taught us about equality and brotherliness. He gave us the parable of the beam and splinter. Jesus lived the Ten Commandments for us, which God gave man through Moses, and taught us the Sermon on the Mount, which also was His life. He said, “Follow me” – that is, the Jesus – and this means: Fulfill and live what I, the Christ of God, have called on you to do.

Jesus did not teach us to set out a dusty manger with its contents year after year.

Jesus did not teach us to let holy songs drone on and on in stores and markets in order to fire up the buying mood.

Jesus did not teach us to give our neighbor expensive gifts, all the way to fur coats made from the skin of baby seals.

Jesus did not teach us to hunt animals and shoot them, to slaughter them and then consume their cadavers.

Jesus did not teach us to exploit nature, to defile the earth and destroy the atmosphere.

He did not teach us to fell trees in memory of His day of birth on earth, to decorate them and put them in warm rooms and then, after ten days, to cast them into the streets of this world, like used-up cadavers of nature.


Jesus did not teach us to commit our ears to church authorities.

He did not teach us to pay church taxes so that the ecclesiastic authorities become rich and increase in prestige and power. (In Germany, church taxes are built into the state tax-collecting system).

Jesus did not teach us that we should attend the so-called “holy masses.” He taught us to turn within, into our inner being, and at that, in a quiet chamber, that is, turned away from church luxury and grandeur.

He did not teach us that after His resurrection, a body, symbolizing His death, nicely carved from wood or fired from clay or porcelain, should hang on the cross for 2000 years.

He did not teach us to maltreat and kill everything that has its existence in and on the earth, in and on the waters and in the air, and that everything that is suitable for consumption should be slaughtered in order to be eaten as a cadaver.

He did not teach us to be animal-cannibals, child abusers, blackmailers, rapists, adulterers, defamers, discriminators, thieves, liars and so much more.


He taught us high ethical standards, not the disintegration of all customs and values.

He taught us what is moral and not what is immoral.

He taught us, said in a general way, that we should live in the awareness of the filiation in God.


But what has become of mankind? Many think they live. But in reality, they are spiritually dead, for their hearts are of stone, just as their souls are shadowed. In our life on earth, rich and poor have crystallized out and been given shape. The rich are the holders of power, the poor, deprived of any power. But since rich as well as poor can see in movies how a rich person can live, the poor strive to gain a little piece of the cake of wealth.

The person who carries brutality within himself as an all-too-human inheritance, which he may have acquired in previous incarnations and not yet laid aside, will many times over become the one which I have already described several times in the series of “The Prophet.” He becomes the hypocrite, the thief, the rapist and much more. Others, in turn, who do not carry the nature of brutality in so marked a character trait, simply waste away, living under the bridges of this world, lying on heating vents to gain some of the warmth from underneath for themselves. Still others, lie or sit begging in the streets or, like Mary and Joseph on their search for shelter, go from house to house, eventually perhaps finding shelter on a bitterly cold night.



It is Christmas Eve. A man with a woman in advanced pregnancy knocks on this or that gateway asking for shelter. Each time, they are turned away. Today, almost 2000 years after the original event of Christmas, two people are thinking: Maybe a church dignitary, a bishop, can take us into his palace with all its many rooms, after all, he represents the Christian values of his church, the values of love for God and neighbor.

It is already late in the evening. The man and the woman stand before the palace and look up at the lights in the windows. The light penetrates through only a few windows, most of them lie in darkness. The man says, “Wife, we will surely find shelter here. The palace has many rooms, and one of them will surely be made available to us.”

Timid and apprehensive, they knock on the majestic portals of the Lord Bishop, in humble submission before the great Christian man, who surely walks in the footsteps of Jesus. Their knocking is not heard.

Despite their anxiety they venture to knock again, somewhat more firmly on the great portal. From within the warm and grand house, voices are heard. Both people, freezing and huddled together before the entranceway of the great episcopal house, must listen to the words spoken from within the building: “How impolite to knock on the episcopal portals and invade our Christmas Eve in such a disturbing way. All the invited guests are already at the table and around the burning fireplace. Who could that be?”

The housekeeper approaches the front door cautiously and looks through the peephole. Outside stand two people. She does not know them and calls back into the house, “Are we expecting more guests?” The bishop comes to the front door and says, “It’s already very late. We’re not expecting any more guests. But those standing outside do not look dangerous. Let’s hear what they want.”

The safety chain is slid back and the door is opened as far as the chain allows. The bishop asks through the narrow space, “What do you want?” The man answers, “My wife is very pregnant. I ask for shelter because the night is turning very cold and we have no place to stay.”

The bishop straightens up and suppressed outrage can be read on his face. His thoughts are, “I should take in these two people in dirty, torn clothes? There are enough inns where they can find a place.” “My dears,” he says gently, pretending great humility, “It isn’t possible for me to take you in, but certainly there is a place for you in one of the surrounding inns.” The man answers, “We have no money and are very hungry.” He gathers his courage and continues, “Please, lord, let us in; give us shelter in your great house. Give us food for the mother and the child that is about to come.”


Quickly the bishop pulls out his purse to give the two people money for overnight shelter and food at the inn. Suddenly he stops and thinks, “It is beneath me to give cash like this. A bishop gives his blessing but not contemptible mammon. Besides, this has to do with the department of social services. The government, or if need be, the episcopal treasurer is in charge of such things; after all, he receives a lot of money every year for charitable services.” The bishop’s purse disappears into the folds of his wine-red cassock. But where is the treasurer charged with giving alms? The prelate is not in. The bishop remembers something else. Yesterday, respectable sums came in from good-hearted people for the restoration of a house of God. “I will give both a small sum from that.” Again he hesitates and thinks, “A few houses down the road is a farm. The farmer could shelter them in his stable. There, the woman won’t cause too much trouble if her birth-pains start coming.” The high and great-hearted man, the bishop, offers both people the farm and money for an inn.

Sadly, both people look at the well-dressed, well-fed lord, in his warm bishop’s palace. A trace of pity is reflected on the face of his excellency. “Now,” says he, “here you have a few coins from the contribution box,” and shows them the way to the farm.

And so, the search for shelter begins again. This time, the two of them, man and very pregnant woman, are not without hope, because they can give his excellency, the bishop, as a reference. Again they knock at the gate. This time, the farmer comes and asks, “Who is knocking so late at night?” Outside, someone says, “Please, I humbly ask for shelter. His excellency, the bishop, sent us to you.” The door opens up and the farmer says, “There is no free room in my home. But perhaps in the stable here at the side you may find shelter. The animals, the ox, cows and sheep I have sold to the butcher for a good price – one has to see how one gets along ...”

Thankfully, they accept. They enter the cold stable and lie down on the straw. There are no animals to give them warmth.

Two thousand years ago, it was similar with Mary and Joseph. Today, two thousand years later, morality has fallen even lower. At Christmas time countless animals are slaughtered – the stables are emptied – except for those animals that are held ready for the New Years’ days and for the nights of the grand balls of Carnival. You want to still have a couple of good roasts for the table then, too. In both people, we encounter Mary and Joseph and the still unborn child Jesus. Who recognized them? Who understood the symbolism? Neither the bishop’s housekeeper, nor his excellency, nor the farmer.

Only one, the wife of the farmer, came to the stable and brought both of them warm blankets and something to eat. She is the only one who thinks, “This is extraordinary, wonderful! I have to think about what happened 2000 years ago! The parallels are too obvious. Does God want to show me something through these two people?” The woman stands still for a few moments. Then she says to herself, “Can it be? Has He come to my house, to my stable, the great Lord who is the Redeemer of all people and souls? Or is it only a feeling that overcomes me because today is Christmas? Is this the truth? What does this want to tell me?” Her heart beats ever more loudly. A warm feeling comes up in the farmer’s wife and she thinks, “It isn’t just every year that the Christ-child comes down to earth where we men are living. Each day, each hour, each moment, actually, during my whole life on earth, the Christ of God is with me and goes on all my paths and byways with me. He is at my side and, unknown to me, quietly and faithfully leads me by His loving hand.”

A person has awakened and now understands the silent and holy night. We should sanctify our life, day by day, in the awareness that the Christ of God, the great Spirit, dwells in each one of us. We are the temple of the Holy Spirit and we should love and help one another as Jesus, the Christ, loved and loves us, every day, by the hour and the minute, at our side. A transformation takes place in the farmer’s wife. She goes to both people and offers her help. A child comes to the world, a child like you and me. And in it, too, is the Holy Spirit, the Christ of God, our Redeemer, just as in you, in me, and in us all.

A person turned night into day. The day of Christmas is another day and the coming year will be another year. The one person, the farmer’s wife, daily asks herself: What does Jesus want me to do now? And this person, the woman, receives the words of the Holy Spirit in the following sense: Do what I, as Jesus, called on you to do. Measure your feelings, sensations, thoughts, words and actions against the Ten Commandments of God and the teachings of the Sermon on the Mount so that you become rich in your inner being, so that the kingdom of God that is in your inner being may develop and you may become again a daughter of God who is rich in her heart and lives in peace with all people and with the kingdoms of nature. Only then, will there be peace.




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