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God Does Not Lie, nor Die. Thursday's Homily for the Devout 8, to Ruby Jean Richert

Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.

Biblical Wisdom

"Behold! I am with you always, even unto the end of time." (Matthew, 28:20)

A Dedication, to my very dear friend Ruby

There is a very beautiful story of a devotee who has just returned from his Spiritual Master's presence. He had just listened to a most inspiring talk called, "God is Everything," and he was filled with spiritual fervour. Suddenly, he heard a loud voice and looking up, he saw an elephant rider shouting at him: "Get out of the way!"

"What!" The young man said. "Didn't my Master say that God is everything!" So he stood where he was and was mauled by the elephant. After some time lying between life and death and with the Master's Grace, he recovered, only to call the Master a liar.

"Master," He said. "Didn't you say that God was everything! If so, then why did the elephant trampled me down?"

"God does not lie." Responded the Master. "Indeed, He was also in the voice of the Mahut, begging you to get out of the way." The young devotee understood.

"The earth is the Lord's and its fullness thereof, and they that dwell there in it." (Psalm, 24:1)

"What! Know ye not that you are the temple of God, that the Spirit of God dwells in you and that you are not your own?" (1 Corinthians, 3:16)

Finally, the Psalmist David gives us this message in a most illumining way: "Yea! 'Though I walk in through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil, for Thou art with me, Thy rod and Thy staff shall comfort me.

Surely goodness and mercy shall guide me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord, forever." (Psalm 23:4 plus)

It is much easier to serve and love God in humans, whom we can see, than to love and serve a God we cannot see. This was the wisdom of the Apostle Paul and it sounds good to me. For the atheist, there is no God, but many are very kind and loving. They embrace their children, do good deeds and are sometimes very creative and holistic.

When we worry too much about semantics, it affects our judgement and we can easily carry disdain for our fellow humans. What does it matter if we know scriptures by heart, believe or don't believe in a God, but feel no Love inside? We are better of dead, then. We have eyes to see and yet we do not see. Thomas A Kempis was very wise.

There is a way of seeing without competition. This way we do not say our children is first and God second, rather we see them as one … as the Spirit dwelling within the Heart, like Christ said.

We do not say that you have many Gods and I have my Jesus, The Christ, but we see them as One. We do not say that the God of Islam will die, but I have a living God. The Absolute Supreme Beloved does not die and lives in All. So when I see my daughter, I am seeing God and when I serve her with all my Heart, I'm serving a Higher Reality.

A dead cat is simply a lump of flesh as is any pet. So why do we love them? We are actually loving the 'thing' that gives them all these playful modes, that keeps them ticking, to give us joy. See the compassion of heaven?

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So yes, no need to compete, God does not die and is in all things. He lives in my son and in my daughter also. When I need help, it is He who responds in the Hearts of those who answer my call. Like David, He walks in my abyss as well as in my happiness. I am therefore never alone! When we truly know this, there is no need for semantics … no need to beat ourselves up, for the Mother never truly leaves us.

So I see God in my daughter and all my children, serving and loving them even more, while knowing that they are made in the image of Spirit … indeed are Spirit. Nothing really dies. The absence of the moon, is merely a temporary shadow for the Light to come. A drought may bring heavy casualties, but rain finally falls and produces an abundant harvest.

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Adversity and suffering can be so painful! Yet talk to those who have suffered 20 years later and many would tell us how much they have learned. Everything happens from the perspective of a Higher plan. Nothing is haphazard and the Universe is beautiful and kind. Doesn't she gives us food, water, air, fire, ether?

Mother Earth is constantly trampled upon and yet, like the laden tree, she is always bending and offering her fruits to us. How astonishing! Look at the lilies of the field, of how they grow, yet even Solomon in all his glory, was not arrayed like any one of them. Paraphrased from (Matthew, 6:28)

So God does not die. Everything has a reason, a purpose or a cause. It is all sown in seed form somewhere ... while I can appreciate that it may not always be clear to us, the universe is unfolding as it should … in its own time and in Love's own way. Grace cannot be rushed.

I am enclosing a poem on Parting. The first part is taken from and old poem called No Guide to Grief and the addition includes the message that nothing ever dies and is designed to instill hope. I trust you like this offering for another Thursday's Homily for the Devout. Let us continue to strive to do all things in Love, for the One who dwells within. Alleyuia! Glory be!

No Parting

Here at the funeral parlour, I stood

Over my mother’s casket, and watched her face.

A sweetness had descended, from the great

Void of Emptiness and kissed her cheeks.

On the Elysian lap of death, she travelled,

But Love caressed her Spirit;

Hid unseen within the stillness of her breath.

What Light she exuded; what radiance!

The poignancy of the music touched me,

And my Heart remembered her fortitude; her sacrifice.

My tears travelled four thousand miles,

Only to drop, like dew, in this sacred sanctuary.

Time flew, like the Phoenix, to the eternal gate,

Yet my mother’s Essence lingered, exuding the Peace of Heaven.

Today my soul-bird cried copiously,

And my younger sister, not seeing me like this before,

Dropped her head unto my shoulders and wept with me.

Moses parted the red sea, but from this came deliverance


Man has always strived for beauty, and will continue,

Like Icarus, to reach for the Temple of the Celestials.

A stone did die and rose again a plant;

A plant did die and rose again an animal.

Why then should we doubt, the rise of a spark named ‘human?’

Listen to the singing of sparrows, canaries and nightingales,

Of how their lyrics seem to fade with the sunset.

Don’t they dance on the lap of each new dawn,

Kissing our Hearts with their enchanting symphonies?

You are this music; you are these songs.

Look at the petunias, camellias’ and hyacinths … at how

They make merry and glow. They seem to wither and die,

Yet rise again in the breath of another glorious spring.

Why then all this sunset despair, when

Life will definitely give us, another luminous sunrise?

You are beautiful! So much more bewildering than the

Moon and stars? You are a child of the infinite –

A unique dream and living miracle of Light.

So what if you are stripped of your outer garments?

You are so much more than the golden Beings,

Sitting in the citadel of the sun.

Joseph was thrown into a well of suffering,

Yet rose again to glory in his Father’s Kingdom.

Daniel was cast into a den of lions, but Love

Encircled the lair, with its magical breath of Peace.

Parting, my Empress, is like thunder – a troublesome noise,

Only to herald the advent of the supernal Light to come.

Whether its thorns are human or ethereal, it is only

A temporary shadow … a necessary pearl, preparing the

Jeweller, for the immeasurable diamonds, yet to adore.

Moses waved a magical staff and parted the red sea, an act

Which lead ultimately, to the deliverance of his people.

So rise, my Queen; let go your sorrows and dream big, as the

Beloved awaits in the Shrine of the soul, to welcome you Home.

Manatita, The Lantern Carrier, 20th November, 2019

Attachment and or clinging

© 2019 manatita44


manatita44 (author) from london on March 25, 2020:

So sorry, Ruby. Hold fast!

I think I sent you a Question and Answer from Sri Chinmoy. I have Sean's and Li-Jen's What's App number and I do support them with short inspirational bits. I can include you if you have a What's Ap number.

You should have a community network. You should be able to go to your yard for fresh air. Open your windows and do gentle exercises at home. Listen to Rumi by Dipak Chopra and Madonna, I believe. Rumi will fill your Heart with beauty. I will send you an email link.

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on March 25, 2020:

I have been down in the dumps due to the housebound syndrome, but I know where to go to get my fill of love, kindness and the most beautiful poetry. Thank you Manatita and all my dear friends.

manatita44 (author) from london on March 24, 2020:

Indeed Peggy.

You are awakening my spiritual treasures. God bless youd Spirit.

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on March 24, 2020:

These are words of wisdom and I am sure that Ruby appreciated this dedication to her.

manatita44 (author) from london on December 03, 2019:

Luis, my pleasure.

Linda R,

A great sentiment for which I thank you wholeheartedly.

Linda Rogers from Minnesota on November 29, 2019:

Great variety and Beautiful words about God's love for us. You have such a great gift for sharing God's message of Love.

Luis G Asuncion from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on November 26, 2019:

Thanks Manatita for answering my question. God bless you always for your chosen vocation.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 26, 2019:

Never mind, my sweet, Rinita,

I wrote you one, too. Don't remember if you saw it. Will catch up on all my friends a.m. Thank you for your great contribution as always.

Luis, haha.

Yes, I'm a Pastor of the Heart. We believe in Love … in the beauty and uniqueness of humans. We feel that you have a voice and something special to offer to the world. You and I affect the world by the vibrations that we offer to it and so Love, Peace, beauty … can only increase it.


Yes, bro. You are so right! Wise discernment. There is a Hub for you here as well. Peace.

The Heart, the spiritual Heart … the psychic Heart, is the Centre of God's Love and so I'm a Pastor of Love. This is my experience and what I teach. We are all interconnected and you are very important to me. Glory be!

Rinita Sen on November 26, 2019:

I think many of us can identify with the first poem. Not everyone can write on this topic in a way that you did. Yet, as all your poems, this one too, touches different realms, from death, through loss, through grief, and ultimately to eternal radiance. Happy you are back to your writing way. I am just falling behind on reading them.

Luis G Asuncion from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on November 25, 2019:

Hi, may I ask, are you a Christian pastor, Manatita?

Chris Mills from Traverse City, MI on November 25, 2019:

You are speaking words of wisdom, manatita. "When we worry too much about semantics, it affects our judgement and we can easily carry disdain for our fellow humans." This insight alone could solve many problems, especially in relationships.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 24, 2019:


Appreciated!Much Love.

Luis G Asuncion from City of San Jose Del Monte, Bulacan, Philippines on November 23, 2019:

Thanks for this share Manatita.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 22, 2019:

Thank You, Devika.


Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on November 22, 2019:

A perfect dedication to Ruby Jean Richert a sweet person and a talented writer. I admire your work and writing style.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 22, 2019:

Oh! My condolences, but might I say an awesome choice! I know that people do, but you are the first one I met. Glory be!

Lorna Lamon on November 22, 2019:

Yes it is a beautiful poem and particularly meaningful to me as I read it at my Father's funeral.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 22, 2019:

Well, my Dear.

That is an excellent and immortal poem. So many musical and orchestral pieces have been made from it … so many individuals turning it to song and singing it! Shows the innate and even unconscious yearning in humans for something Higher. My poems would be read like that one day. Thank you so much!

Lorna Lamon on November 22, 2019:

A wonderful poem of comfort on the journey of grief and loss. "Do not stand at my Grave and Weep" is so touching and full of meaning. A lovely dedication to Ruby.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 22, 2019:

Ah, thank you Lynne. I feel like I know you. Much love.

Lynne Samuel from Malaysia on November 21, 2019:

My God lives, amen!

That Matt. 28 verse is one of my favorite, for He truly is with me until the end.

A great reminder.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 21, 2019:

Thank you, DDE. Have you seen the one I write for you? Much Love.

Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on November 21, 2019:

Your idea of this poem is brilliant and true from the heart. Loved it!

manatita44 (author) from london on November 21, 2019:

Thank You, Ruby.

Such heartfelt sentiments. Yes we have all lost loved ones. Now my sister has stage 4 cancer, but mercifully, God has given her many years of living.

Thank you for asking. Now she is improving again after the bad spell, and has probably already gone to Grenada for a week's stay. Praise be!

My father loved the Psalms and I do too. So healing, so comforting! Thank you so much my friend. Very happy you came. Peace.


Considering your sweet sacrifices, you have chosen a very difficult piece. Still, it is a most beautiful and lofty piece. Praise be.

Continue ... continue and wishing more golden showers from above for you and family. Much gratitude ... much!


She is improving. See Ruby,s note. Gratitude.

Nikki Khan from London on November 21, 2019:

Yes, I always get time for my friends out of any routine. Is your sister good? I hope, she gets better sooner.

Patricia Scott from North Central Florida on November 21, 2019:

Adversity and suffering can be so painful! Yet talk to "those who have suffered 20 years later and many would tell us how much they have learned. Everything happens from the perspective of a Higher plan. Nothing is haphazard and the Universe is beautiful and kind." Absolutely....God carries us up and over the hard places and walks with us as we rejoice. Thank you for sharing. Many Angels are headed your way ps

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on November 21, 2019:

Your ' Parting ' poetry brought tears to my eye's, remembering my mother's funeral. All of your writing is very beautiful. I especially like Psalm 23:4 Thank you again for the dedication. I feel honored to know a loving poet such as you. You give all of us hope and you strengthen our faith. Blessings to you and family. I hope your sister is feeling better.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 21, 2019:

You, Again, my Sweet. Family life has spare time? Lol. A Joy to see you always. Peace.

Nikki Khan from London on November 21, 2019:

Ruby is such a great person. Thanks so much Manatita Ji for such a wonderful tribute.

Blessings always!

manatita44 (author) from london on November 21, 2019:

Thank You, Bill. Appreciated.

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on November 21, 2019:

Ruby is one of the finest human beings on HP, and it has been an honor calling her my friend for all of these years. Beautiful tribute, my friend. Blessings and love to you both.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 21, 2019:


I had you in mind also, Mary. I remember my Friends. So happy you came and that you liked the poem. The videos are chosen for their healing qualities. Have a look. Gratitude

Mary Norton from Ontario, Canada on November 21, 2019:

I love the poem very much. It makes me feel better about my own grief.

manatita44 (author) from london on November 21, 2019:


The teaching is that we are all unique … that we all have something to offer. Maybe I'd like to taste your fruit, eh?

By the way, I have hardly published the Hub. How come you are so fast? Much Love.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on November 21, 2019:

Thank you my good friend. You had me write a prose on mother and radiance and our giving calling. It shall not be published. Such is radiance. Knowing when not to show it.

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