The fear of crucifixion you experience is, on the surface, not an unreasonable one. You but need look at my life to see the result of living who you really are in the world. Yet it is safe, my friend. I assure you not a hair on your head shall be harmed. I now take the responsibility for my messengers.

Know that had I not chosen to get up on the cross, a legion of Roman soldiers could not have placed me there. The puny Christ you have come to know through religion is not the real truth of the Christ at all. There is great gentleness in the Christ that belies the awesome power of the holy son/daughter in remembrance. The entire forces of creation stand behind one aligned in me.

We are all One with the Father and the Mother. The storms that sweep across the desert, the winds in the high mountains, the earth that shakes rivers from their banks are all but small demonstrations of the power of God in motion. And I AM one with that power and will. To know this ends all fear. There is not one word spoken, not a step taken, that is not allowed by the One.

There is a plan, an order so great as to be unknowable in the minds of men. For it cannot be known by you, save your small part in it. But this plan is birthed by an intelligence so great that it knows the beat of every heart, the duration of every life, how many yawns a baby will take before it sleeps. It knows all. Its intelligence pervades all. There is nothing It does not understand. You may relax, for out of this intelligence is gently rising every urge within your soul.

Each one of you is motivated to do exactly what weaves into the unfolding pattern of the One. Like dancers perfectly choreographed, the great director of all orchestrates your every movement, if you but allow. And even when you do not, even when there is fear, resistance and egoism, He still directs.

I would not come to you, through you, were it not in the divine plan. We would not jeopardize a holy son. Your confession will raise enmity in some, and this, too, is part of the plan. They must now feel the anger of their denial.

I received the full brunt of the collective denial two thousand years ago. If I could be termed a savior, it would only be for my role of saving you from yourselves. You have all forgotten and now deny your divinity. You and I are One. You live but from a fraction of your magnificence. The time for the ending of this is now. The Kingdom is now to be birthed, and it cannot be if denial of your holiness continues. Consider this deeply, my friend. What good does it do you to deny the I that is you, the you that I AM?