Simon Tumwijukye - The Way Ahead

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Simon Tumwijukye - The Way Ahead

Simon Tumwijukye - The Way Ahead

112:4.2 In some way not fully understood, the Universal Censors are able to gain possession of an epitome of the human life as it is embodied in the Adjuster’s duplicate transcription of the spiritual values and morontia meanings of the indwelt mind. The Censors are able to appropriate the Adjuster’s version of the deceased human’s survival character and spiritual qualities, and all this data, together with the seraphic records, is available for presentation at the time of the adjudication of the individual concerned. This information is also used to confirm those superuniverse mandates which make it possible for certain ascenders immediately to begin their morontia careers, upon mortal dissolution to proceed to the mansion worlds ahead of the formal termination of a planetary dispensation.

The Way Ahead
The year is young and I slept in.
My wife and I saw it begin.
There was joy throughout the world.
It spread as Your Will was unfurled!

Do we Trust with Living Faith?
Entrust your will, and find your fate.
Open up the eyes that see
And change your course through reality.

You’re going to feel an inner glow
As your will gets in the flow.
Of Eternity’s Time Creator.
Love is always a peacemaker!

To get to peace we go through war.
We must learn why we do abhor
War’s face when it is at our door.
Of loving kindness, we need more!

What a world in which to live
Where some have never learned to give.
Power corrupts us at our core.
Must history repeat like before?

Not if Love will stand against
The evilness that is intense.
Evil tricks will be exposed
By your insight as it grows!

Thank You, Father, the road ahead
Is something we need learn, not dread.
Faith that Goodness will prevail.
Provides Your blaze upon my trail.

  • Paul Kemp Administrator
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    By Paul Kemp Administrator

    RE: My wife and I saw it begin" What is your wife's name brother? Is she a member on SFN so I can send her a friend request.

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