Devotion

Devotion

The state of being devoted; addiction; eager inclination; strong attachment love or affection; zeal; especially, feelings toward God appropriately expressed by acts of worship; devoutness.

 

Fatima,

 

It has been 32 days, 14 hours, 39 minutes and 15 seconds since I was able to hear the chords my love in my ear. Today has been one of the days that my spirit was able to make a difference amongst the ranks. I was able to find that it is times of doubt that communication with the source is needed the most. From that communication, it was very apparent that for every battle fought was just another obstacle that the source was using to get my attention. This whole time, he just wanted me to place my focus on him and not on myself. It has been one of the most valuable lessons every taught. It is the diamond that is found when coal reaches it point of exhaustion. In finding that, I have aligned myself with all the great men that surrounded the source, in that, now he chooses to communicate with me directly and not indirectly. I am fortunate to be a David, Mark, Luke, or Paul who were fortunate enough to share a bond with the source during my time on earth

 

Devotion, Obedience, Dedication are all words that are placed in my heart. It is the idea of these words that let me know that my love for Fatima is as solid as the Wall of China.

 

It is Fatima’s air that I breathe.

 

 

For love is a willful stirring of our thoughts unto God, so that it receive nothing that is against the love of Jesus Christ, and therewith that it be lasting in sweetness of devotion; and that is the perfection of this life.
Richard Rolle

 

 

War is Hell

 

To my Love,

 

Day 31 in this 14^th hour, 6th minute, I find myself writing to express how tough war can be on a man in this day. I found myself today asking how would this war be if I chose not to fight it anymore. How would the ranks feel without my presence? Do I make a difference? It is amazing how war can make the strongest of men begin to ask such questions. It is not the war outside that is the most destructive, it is the one that it creates within that is the most difficult to fight. This inner war begins in the mind and poisons any and all tunnels to the inner soul. Imagine trying to fight your enemy with the hollowest of souls! No purpose, no direction, no link to the source of all things. This war that I am fighting is attacking from all places and angles and my truest inspiration for fighting is you, my lady.

 

I am a knight of this millenium and because of this, I know that the ranks need me. The war needs me. The world needs me. Without me, the infectious idea of belief, love, and the winning this war and enjoying peace in the land of the living would cease. It is for knights such as myself, that emulate the personage of David and in times of trouble we find courage directly from the source himself. To walk in to the unknown, and make it known is far more then courageous: It is NOBLE. In this lifetime, I shall not only win this war, I shall have your love, and I shall find peace on earth during my living. I was promised this from the source and it is this war that is purifying me so that I can enjoy you once we are returned as one.

 

Fatima, I hope that as you read this; you can began to find in yourself the strength and courage that I pray for the source to provide you each night. I pray that he allows you to feel the passion in which I pray for forgiveness for my enemies before and during our time of battle. Please continue to to love like tomoroow is never promised.

 

Sincerely,

 

The Millinieurm Knight

 

Definition of Love

To my Love Fatima,

 

On this 30 Day in this 14^th hour, 31 minute, I find myself reading a letter from Paul that affirms what I know to be LOVE. I want to share this with you and hope that it feels you heart for not just me, but for all.

 

Love

 1If I speak in the tongues^[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,^[b] but have not love, I gain nothing.

 4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

 8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

 13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Tears of an Angel

To My Love Fatima

 

On this 29 Day of the 14^th hours, 30^th minute and 30^th second I find myself reminiscing to a moment during my battles when I was fortunate enough to help a fallen angel.

 

To see a fallen angel is to view the sources beauty at it’s best.

What does one do with perfection become imperfect.

For me, I have tasted the tears of an angel

I drank as though these tears were the source of the Nile.

Unbound by consumption; to drank of such can be refreshing and quenching at the same time

Once you have LOVED like I LOVE, understanding imperfection is how my outward appearance reflects my inward grace.

When my Love matches that of the source, it is then that I will find my place high in the rock.

To see a fallen angel, is the clearest vision to oneself

For we are all angels for one another and even in our best moments we fall.

How can one stay down, when our source inspires us to rise again

 

Fatima you are my fallen angel and when you fall I fall. But it is within us to always get up for our source is one that continues to believe when we are unable to believe for ourselves. I pray that my thoughts will awake you out of your sleep and bring our hearts and minds back to a place where all is one.

 

“Love never Fails”

 

 

Unseen Love

God's Minute

I have only just a minute. Only sixty seconds in it.
Forced upon me. Didn't seek it, didn't choose it,
But it’s up to me to use it.
I must suffer if I lose it. Give account if I abuse it.
Just a tiny little minute---- But eternity is in it.

                                    - Benjamin Mays

To My Dearest Fatima,

 

Hello Love. Today’s war seems to be one of the irritating of battles. I actually found myself fighting the most persevering enemy known to man. Imagine fighting something that is always advancing, always growing, leaving rubble in it path as it continues to travel along the divide. It never changes forms and often breaches the heart of men. Although extremely powerful, continuously fluid in its approach towards us humans; this enemy can be taken from someone and will never be returned the same. Imagine what we as humans would do if the sun and the moon switch places?

 

On this day I have seen the sun rise and set 28 times and at this 14 hour, on this 44^th minute; I began my epistle to you my love. I know that you have smiled today due to the smell of lilies in the fields. I look forward to the day that I will hold you again. I hope that my embrace will be one that will remove any doubt in your heart and mind that my absence was not a curse, but a gift from the source himself. I find that each day my heart grows fonder for you.  Has my omission made you upset with me? I long for your correspondence and just the thought of you stirs a tornado in my soul that attaches me to your wonderful hugs and kisses. How is it that I can close my eyes and envision you as an angel walking on earth? Unlike some, I can see your wings and spirit that the source has fulfilled in your heart. It draws me to you like a moth to the flame. To be without it is to be unsound, meager even. I wish only to let you know by my Love that your spirit longs for being one with all things, yet it continues to be surrounded by the same enemies that I choose to fight.

 

I do hope that you are able to see that it is because of you I am able to fight;

It is for spirits such as yours that I have to fight;

As all things are one, I fight for you!

 

Fatima…………….. I Love You

Fatima……………...I always fight for you.

Fatima……………...I always believe in you.

 

It is for you that I

Accepting Love

I am neither superior nor inferior to anyone who exists.

Saint or sinner, the spirit that resides within me is the divine spirit

It has taken on a certain role in this lifetime;

It has taken on other roles in other lifetimes.

I honor the divine spirit in myself and in all beings as holy and sacred no matter what role it is playing.

 

Hello my love. I attempted to touch you today as I continued to pray for you return to me! Did you feel me reaching out? For this day of fighting began on a day with a temperature that would cause perspiration to look like steam. It seemed that each and every breath the men took sent smoke signals in the air so that we communicate that we are still alive and well. I pray this finds you on day 27, hour 14, minute 26, and 00 seconds.

 

I found myself thinking about living life in a mirror. How one can often view what they see in a mirror and not truly appreciate what perfection truly is. I have found that there are times in which I view myself in the mirror and do not appreciate what is being reflected. Our training as knights tend to push us to a place where we view what it is to be a knight as perfection, therefore, looking past thy self in the mirror to a superficial character who has no identity of self. It is amazing how you can be so close to perfection and yet still be so far away. It is in those times when the character traits of arrogance, ostentation, conceit, and imperiousness are the items which we establish our foundation. To watch a fellow knight fall only knowing this foundation is to watch the weeds of earth wrapped themselves and smother the roots of the most beautiful Stargazer Lilly. True Love can NOT grow is such a garden.  

 

True Love has the ability to break such mirrors. I am speaking of a pouring of the riches form of gold directly to the tunnel of the inner soul. A connection with the source, the viewer of the mirror, the weeds of the garden, and the Stargazer Lilly, happens when mirrors are broken the viewer becomes one with all things. In becoming one we find that Love and Acceptance become synonymous and we are able to see perfection face to face. The source grants favor for those who choose to break their mirror because it allows for continuous pouring of the gold that we have been promised. 

 

Fatima in you I reflect the light of a Super Nova. I find a light so bright that at one time I was willing to divulge all my light for what I believe in you. What you taught me was that if I divulge all my light to you, I would be leaving the universe empty of light and no one would be able to find their way home. I have spoken to the source and he has given me the strength and the power burn as bright as I need for as long as I need and he has promised me that in this life and forever he will keep my light shining. The source smiles when he sees how bright I shine.

 

Your Shining Lighthouse

The Millennium Knight  

 

Fatima's Gift

My Dear Lady

 

With fighting being lighter today, I ask the source for time to allow me to touch my resplendent butterfly, Fatima. This day is number 26, hour 14, minute 14 and time is standing on 10 seconds. As I reach out for Fatima, through the beating of my heart, I ask that she allow me to carry her mountains on this day. It seems that on the days when life is not surrounded by the clashing of swords or the screams of daily battles being won and lost, I choose to offer myself to my love. I see here chasing the resplendent butterfly along a river bed with the shine of an adolescent. Boundless, free of worry, and one with the source, the earth, and nature.

 

How can one envision happiness in any other fashion?

How does one leave such a view to come back to a world of fighting?

 

Your mountains are not heavy to me Fatima. This strength that I contain is made up of a soulful LOVE that can only be created from the source of the greatest LOVE. Where you see great mountains, I see mustard seeds. Those mountains shall cease in your field of view and you can continue to chase the resplendent butterfly. What will do when you catch that butterfly?

I shall offer to carry your mountains for eternity because with you I am strong.

Fatima, I am a knight; a man of GOD, a gentleman of purpose and in you I devote my mind, body, and soul. I shall continue to pray for strength, protection, wisdom, courage, and LOVE. I do know that ALL will be ONE.

 

True in Heart

The Millennium Knight