These times have truly tested my application of these teachings. In following my vows to try to spread truth without fear, I go to Fox once a week, when I can, and sort of angelically troll them with differently messaging. Oftentimes, when I stay too long, my body begins to feel very uncomfortable. On Thanksgiving, a friend who was also…
These times have truly tested my application of these teachings. In following my vows to try to spread truth without fear, I go to Fox once a week, when I can, and sort of angelically troll them with differently messaging. Oftentimes, when I stay too long, my body begins to feel very uncomfortable. On Thanksgiving, a friend who was also my teacher of the course sent me a beautiful excerpt. I passed it along to Fox viewers 12 times. I never felt anything...I think I was protected from that insidious fear and hatred by Love. It is an incredible power when we use it. One Fox viewer actually responded and tried to tell me not to preach to him against hatred and that I need to let him do it his way. He repeated, "Let me do it my way!" several times. It was so fascinating. I did not think I was preaching, just presenting another way of looking at things. Was that a momentary crack where the light gets in? It was one of the kinder, more thoughtful responses my comments have ever received on Fox.
These times have truly tested my application of these teachings. In following my vows to try to spread truth without fear, I go to Fox once a week, when I can, and sort of angelically troll them with differently messaging. Oftentimes, when I stay too long, my body begins to feel very uncomfortable. On Thanksgiving, a friend who was also my teacher of the course sent me a beautiful excerpt. I passed it along to Fox viewers 12 times. I never felt anything...I think I was protected from that insidious fear and hatred by Love. It is an incredible power when we use it. One Fox viewer actually responded and tried to tell me not to preach to him against hatred and that I need to let him do it his way. He repeated, "Let me do it my way!" several times. It was so fascinating. I did not think I was preaching, just presenting another way of looking at things. Was that a momentary crack where the light gets in? It was one of the kinder, more thoughtful responses my comments have ever received on Fox.
Yes. That was a crack. And Light immediately entered. Love and Light, Penelope!