Osiris and Isis Freed from Seth
The Three Thrones of Heaven — Part 4
One night, eye lids close to be taken on a memory lane of rememorize. The girl is now in grade 3. When once again the spiritual realm intends to send a reminder.
Eyes look down see a flow freely white dress long in length freely falling from the shelves and gathered in length distance. On head, she feels the weight of a golden metal of some type. Within her hands, she carries the golden bowl of offering.
With poise and promise, she feels well knowledge with the servitude possession of how her body walks carrying the offering bowl. The bowl is golden with smile embroidery designs along the edges. In the middle of the bowl, she currently sees nothing. Although, something tells her that it normally filled with what ever would please them.
Bare feet walks towards the stage where the Holy Trinity sits with poise. As she walks forward, she knows the path she must follow. Like she has done this million times already, and the only one trusted with such a powerful task. Behind her, she knows angels and others are watching her.
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To her left, she knows sits the Holy Ghost, on his throne. On the right, sits Jesus, himself, with his bared crown. Directly in front of her, sits God. He sits as King of Heaven, the first of the Holy Trinity. He sits with promise of what he has created and the promise of tomorrow.
She knows she walks amongst the three thrones with a trusting dutiful task that has been assigned to her by the Holy Trinity. She walks without much of a glance to the side Thrones, and not at all a second thought to those behind her. She only stops when she has arrived at the steps of God.
Bowing with a female balance and beauty, she positions the golden bowl at the feet of God in offering. She bows down low to bend and expose her back to God, waiting for his permission. “A rise my child, and feed the others!” He speaks with a open heart.
The female bows her head dutifully with a smile. Then walks to Jesus’s throne doing the same. Lastly, she does the same bowing and offering process to the Holy Ghost’s throne.
Once having served them food offerings. Her artistically talents are always put to the test. Silently God gives the command. She is to dance with her white light full of beauty and naturally exposing her offering of a dance. She knows that the Holy Trinity watches and the angels on benches off the stage behind her, admires her fluent dance movements.
She hand raise is matched by the white light of her spiritual magic.
