THE TRUMPETER
His Trumpet plays its holy song.TELLING THE TRUMPETS STORY
Before the world awakens each day, a heavenly Trumpet sounds in realms unseen. Its tone is not made of metal or breath, but of divine intention—pure, resonant, and impossibly beautiful. When it plays, souls stir. They gather like shimmering sparks of light, awaiting their call. The Trumpet does not summon all at once; it chooses selectively, drawing forward only those who are ready for the journey. One by one, each soul steps forward when its name is softly called.
These souls travel on currents of light, gliding effortlessly through celestial space. They shine with a brightness unmarked by earthly things—pure essence, untouched consciousness, and a quiet knowing of their origin. As they descend toward the world below, a veil begins to form around them. They prepare to enter the deep mystery of embodiment, slipping into the shelter of the womb where their earthly life will begin.
Thus the cycle turns once again. Though souls cannot remember what awaits them, they arrive trusting, ready to inhabit a body with a beating heart. On invisible wings, guided by unseen hands, each soul takes its final glide toward birth. Hidden behind the soft veil of the womb, they wait until the moment they emerge, becoming a human being with arms, legs, breath, and voice.
At birth, the soul inherits boundaries—nation, language, creed, and class. Wrapped in flesh and given form, it must find its place in a complex world. Yet within this small, fragile body lives a spirit still connected to its Source. Children feel this most clearly. Their hearts are full of innocence, open to truth by nature. They know no deception until the world teaches them otherwise, until scolding or fear first nudges them from their original honesty
Love and support nourish the new life, providing the strength needed to grow. Everything is unfamiliar at first—what is right, what is wrong, what brings joy, what causes harm. Slowly, through experience and guidance, understanding unfolds.
God continues to whisper into the heart, planting inspirations like seeds. These ideas begin to weave the inner patterns that shape a life—dreams, choices, relationships, and the invisible threads that connect one person to another. Behind every step, the Holy Spirit remains close, a companion that quietly encourages, redirects, or comforts.
Growth, however, is not automatic. A person must decide what kind of soil their heart will offer. If they choose love, truth, and empathy, they grow strong and radiant. The Spirit enriches them, not only with material blessings, but with a deeper kind of wealth—joy, peace, purpose, and connection.
Life presents tests, challenges designed to refine and strengthen. Each decision becomes an opportunity to turn from wrong toward right, to align more fully with the divine spark within. And when a person chooses well—when they act from wisdom, compassion, or courage—something stirs again in the heavens.
The Trumpet lifts its voice, playing its holy song in celebration, marking the soul’s progress on its long, sacred journey from heaven to earth and back again.
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