It is said that one day, when the world is in turmoil and humanity is lost in chaos, the Brothers shall return. It is they who will shine the light of love into the darkness and reignite the spirit of unity.
Even now, as Eva sat in the roadside diner on Route 40, the recollection of her last day at work brought an ear-to-ear grin to her face. On the day of her thirty-fifth birthday, she had walked into her managing director’s office and handed him her resignation from her job as creative director of one of L.A.’s most renowned advertizing agencies. Doug just stood there gobsmacked and took the news from his most valued and successful employee without the slightest hint of emotion. He had not seen Eva’s announcement coming and was too busy processing the news to feel anything yet. Fifteen years of working closely together had come to an abrupt end.
“And stay out of the tall grass, Jude. It’s crawling with snakes there,” Jude’s grandmother warned.
“Don’t worry, Nana,” Jude shouted, slamming the screen door shut behind him, as he ran out into the backyard.
Nana smiled with a hint of melancholy. She was proud of the way her six year old grandson was taking his loss. It was almost a year ago when his parents – Nana’s son and daughter-in-law – were killed in a car accident. Soon afterwards, Jude had moved from the city to live with her and Grandpa on their cattle station near Mount Archer. At first, she had been afraid that Jude would shut himself off, but the move to the country proved to be the perfect remedy. Jude had found solace in Nature.
Kindle your inner power
From the very beginning, I followed the Way of Love with them, Yeshua and Magdalena. Together with her, I stood by him as he hung on the cross. And afterwards, I sailed with her to the shores of the Languedoc to spread his teachings from the Book of Love. I am here to guide those in need of healing, so they may rediscover their inner power and reawaken.
From: The Story of the Black Madonna
Tears of joy flowed over Sarah’s face when her newborn baby boy, wrapped in a warm blanket, was placed in her arms. She took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. The scent of new life and purity. For a few moments, she was able to forget her life of destitution and loneliness. All that mattered to her now was her son. A strong and healthy boy to whom no gift could compare. Filled with gratitude, she closed her eyes and let her weary body rest.
Sunlight burst through the enormous windows and flooded the church where the young boy’s father preached. The boy stood there, unable to move, and gazed up in awe to where the light entered. It was then that he understood that in the same way light now reached into the darkest corners of the church, so would light reach into the darkest of hearts.