I speak to all with simplicity and the power of the Word ..
In My Father's vineyard, the vines of the galaxies are ripening with the fullness of mercy and kindness. Many vines are unkept .. they grow high and wild .. the growth of their leaves are seemingly out of control and their branches are appearing to be in chaos.
Yet, the leaves of understanding are broad and deep .. the branches of life and loving forgiveness reach easily outwards to all. Its grapes are sour and also sweet; for there is a mixture occurring.
And his pruner cometh .. with the sharpness of truth and compassion, he cuts off every branch and leaf that hath served his purpose .. every branch and each leaf remains not upon the great vine of My Father Infinite. Only root and stalk remains after the Pruner of Life comes to purify .. to untangle .. to reweave and bring order to the chaos of every leaf and branch. He maintains his vine throughout existence.
Many cometh .. they glance at the appearance of the vine freshly cut down to not a thing. Barrenness appears .. the vineyard appears to be despoiled and stripped of every beauty. All who look from the viewing point of ephemerality .. the ephemeral eyes which perceive only upon the surface of life .. they see the lack and the chaos and the ugliness of things barren and desolate .. they curse the pruner, saying "why dont you care .. why don't you save all those leaves and branches .. why do you allow the pruner to come and cut away all our beauty .. save the children of the world, and the victims who art suckling upon the vine of life. You tear down all things made by us, and you separate apart our vine .. its creation a thing of our mortal beauty."
The pruner then says, "content thyselves with what you think and thine interpretations which abound with limited seeing coming from your lesser instincts .. and come again at harvest time and see."
Then, at harvest time the naked barrenness of every branch and each solitary portion of the vine was overflowing with luminous leaves .. the stalks of the vine were bright with new life appearing .. heavy clusters of delicious grapes weighed every branch to earth.
The gatherers rejoiced, and each day they carried the richness of this bountiful fruitage to the press wherein fresh, rich, lovely juices flowed.
Behold .. ye shall strip away from the vine of your mortality all things which suckle unceremoniously upon the Life coming from the roots of the heavenly One. Then, shall you create that fertility of receptivity which garners a vast bountiful growth for thyselves.
All gorgeous mortal doctrines and rituals and idols and images and forms of men and women are branches which soon must be cut away, their words and gushings of politeness and the mirages of their social banterings are leaves which must become stripped apart and removed; for these mortal accoutrements are useless to the advancing progression of the individual and race .. these false mortal idols of intellectual vanity and emotional narcissism have grown so great that sunlight no longer reaches the heart .. waters from the heavenly Word cannot flow throughout the veins of their intelligence. Every individual and the entirety of the race hath become dried up of moral cleanliness and ethical decisiveness. A way is prepared by the pruner of life so that all nutrients may flow to every portion of the vine and its foliage may bring the fruits of the Spirit Life.
The vineyard of the Lord thy Parenthood of Life cause you to remove all unnecessary mortal imperfections .. and the earth shall becometh spread throughout with human beings capable of receptivity and reciprocity with the Parenthood Source.
Behold, I am the pruner of all individuals .. the Trinity that I represent cometh to prepare thine bountiful growth, and with the Love of his omnipotence, our fellowship cuts away all unneeded branches and leaves .. I prune thine personhood until all is naught but unclothed stalks of human life made holy and respectful.
My apostles trust in the pruning of their life. They knoweth the beauty of the naked stalks .. they are happiest as the pomposity of thickly overgrown vegetation is dissolved .. so that the stalks of their lives are pure and without suffocation .. I and My apostles bring forth in themselves the divinity abundance and spirit prosperity as the harvest time approaches.
They give their appreciation and cooperation to the pruner that I am .. they have come to collaborate with Me in shorning their personality of every overgrown leaf made by mortal indigestion and interpretation.
They experience the harvesting as a time of celebration and certainty; for they rejoice in My coming and they are brought forth unto the divine press where all hardness and rigidity is pressed out to create the living fruitage .. the essence of Life.
Michael Of Nebadon
The City Of Christ Michael
