You Can’t Save A Story Whose Time Is Done: Dialogues With Divine Father Day Three

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W: Hello Father.

DF: Hello Wayne.

W: Father, I have a curious question for you.

DF: Curious I like. Please.

W: What is this connection that you and I share?

DF: Say more.

W: I mean, is it real, or is it imagined? Who is the you that I contact? How are the people who are reading this supposed to hold it? Am I like, ‘downloading God’? That’s quite a claim. If I could convince folks of that, it should sell for a fortune.

DF: I know you’re playing a bit dumb here, Wayne, but I can play along. Hopefully, we don’t offend folks with our condescension.

Of course, this is your imagination. And it’s very real. Both are true. Every belief about God that is on the planet now began in the imagination of one person, became stronger as that became a shared imagination and what came next were stories. There is nothing more profound than stories to move people and the universe. Hopefully, you and I will get real comfortable in your imagination and begin a brand new story.

W: Wow, so why do we trip over that, Father, the argument that something real isn’t imagined? As you say… what you just said, I can get that everything we call ‘real’, obviously began in the imagination, as an image. ‘Imagination’ and ‘real’ aren’t as far apart… as we imagined.

DF: And I don’t mean to jump to far ahead here, Wayne, but once you get that, then and only then can you actually take responsibility for the stories you are living from, the stories that are living you, and the stories you are giving strength to by doing so.

W: Let’s go there in a moment. I need to feel this piece that God is all in my head.

DF: And your heart.

W: And my heart.

DF: Right.

W: Not sure where to go now, you’re tweaking me.

DF: Tweaking’s good.

W: In the Christian bible… now there’s a story and a half that really held my consciousness for most of my life, first book ever written in fact…the deal was whether I believed the story as offered to be ‘thee truth’ or not that determines if I would go to heaven or hell. Those are two more very big stories, which goes to show…. what, Father?

DF: That anyone can be a really lousy story teller and get lots of people to listen.

W: You’re calling me a dumb dumb?

DF: Ahh, Wayne. No, I didn’t mean it that way. It’s just that we’re going to need to have some fun with this if we’re gonna blow up a story the size of the moon and come up with a new one.

W: So that’s what you have in mind.

DF: Father God vs. Heavenly Father. May the best God win!

W: You’ve already got a bit punchy in the first two days about false god stuff. It scares part of me with the shit you might stir up. I might need to double check with my parts if they are up for this ride?

DF: You may need to. You’re right.

W: Okay, I’ll do that.

DF: Good.

Here’s the thing, Wayne. The whole world is drowning in stories that have outlived their usefulness. The old God stories are stories in the most absolute sense possible. Humans are only and ever moved by nothing more than story.

W: Even I used to admit as a Christian, that the God story of the bible was in the truest sense, only and ever a story, but one that I believed to be a true story, something that really happened, that the story just gave an accurate account of.

DF: But you had no way of actually knowing if the story was a literal account or just a story pulled out of someone’s…mind.

W: All I could do for me, or offer to the person who I wanted to adopt the story like I had, was that they needed to believe, because there was no other way of proving per se. We don’t have talking snakes in our present ‘real’ world.

DF: And you know, that’s another bummer. I think all snakes should talk.

W: You’re proving to be quite a character.

DF: If we are busy reinventing God, don’t you think we should make it interesting? I’d like to be interesting.

W: But God, there’s a lot of people who’d be pissed as hell if these dialogues go anywhere out there in story land, and they’ve proven they can do some serious shit when they all get together and get pissed enough.

DF: And I say, piss on them. Truly. They are in the hell of their own choosing and there is no helping them.

W: Do you really mean that, Father God? I mean, it hurts to feel people really beyond help.

DF: Okay, so I’m a bit of an ass. It’s just how I’m feeling today. Maybe tomorrow, you’ll get something different out of me. The deal is though that people, if they are anything, they are subscribers to story. It is story that leads, guides and directs. Consciousness arising is simply taking responsibility for the stories you’ve let get in on the inside. Want a real and lasting deep life change? Look at the story you are reenacting, and find a new one, or better yet, make one up! God dammit!

W: There’s still stories I still want to change in my life.

DF: See, you’re anything but a dumb dumb, Wayne. You see that everything literal is born of story, and all story is imagination, and an imagination led by heart and love literally recreates the world. Nothing can stop a story whose time has come. And nothing can save an old story whose time is up. Sorry ‘Heavenly Father’,… loving jerk with ninety some percent of your subjects roasting in eternal hell-fires with not even the courtesy of an end to existence.

W: Wow, when you say it that way, you’re not half as nasty as that guy.

DF: You think I’m nasty?

W: I’m just getting to know you.

DF: With a couple reservations…

W: Maybe a couple…

DF: Good, you don’t want to buy any more tall stories.

Thank you again, Divine Father. I want your help in feeling the stories I have running, and guidance around finding replacements. Ones I can feel and heal with.

Let’s do that, Wayne. We’ll get beyond the angst, really we will, into heart and love and passion. I’m not sure what, but like I said, no use coming up with a dull story, nobody’d pay no mind. Manana, Amigo.

Wayne Vriend is a healer and author of 90 Days With Yeshua. Visit soulfullheart.com for more information.

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