Este fin de semana, entre en el Templo de Dios, estaba lleno de fieles, que solo hacían que hablar. El Padre, tuvo que superar sus voces, para lograr trasmitir su fe; yo estaba nervioso, no me dejaban evadirme, con Dios; mi vista, se distraía, con cada uno de los «fieles» que centraban su atención a lo mundano, y mis oídos, solo recibían mensajes, del infierno.

Estaba de pie, porque no habían, bancos libres, cerré los ojos, cerré los oídos, y solo concentre el sonido, en la voz de Dios, que vino a través del Párroco, hasta que me llego a mi su luz, su energía.

Subí con fuerza y baje glorioso, solo cuando hubo que dar la paz; muchos me observaron atónitos, pero recibieron el mensaje, a mi alrededor, solo se notaba el silencio,

y la energía de Dios, que trasmití con mi mano.

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This weekend, I entered the Temple of God. It was full of faithful, who did nothing but talk. The Father had to overcome their voices to convey his faith. I was nervous; they wouldn’t let me escape with God. My eyes were distracted by each of the «faithful» who focused their attention on the worldly, and my ears only received messages from hell.

I stood, because there were no free pews. I closed my eyes, closed my ears, and focused only on the sound, on the voice of God, which came through the Parish Priest, until His light, His energy, reached me.

I ascended with strength and descended gloriously, only when it was time to give the peace. Many looked at me in astonishment, but they received the message. All around me, only the silence was noticeable, and the energy of God, which I transmitted with my hand.

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