Reclaiming God: A Heretic’s Call to Remember

I had a download the other day. God said:

“You will be speaking a lot about God now. And you must be the heretic.”

It is time for people to heal their relationship with God, and you will lead them. The more you say the word God, the better. Yes, it will scare some. It will turn others off. But it will also call people home.

People are comfortable with words like spirit, source, divine, and creator. But God… that word carries weight. It has been distorted, misused, and misunderstood. And yet, it is the most universal word we have. For you, it’s become easier to say than ever before. And now is not the time to soften language to make others comfortable.

Say God. Say it boldly.

Help others reclaim it. Remind them that God lives in everything, not just in what is pretty or holy or serene. God is everywhere, because there is no separation between any of us and God.

It is time to release the grip of materialism, to let go of our obsession with power, possessions, and status. Prioritize a life centered around God above all else. Be heretical. Find God in everything. Speak about it — especially in the places others say God cannot be found.

We are being guided back — not to religion, not to dogma, but to the eternal Eden. To God.

We must take back what was corrupted. The bastardization of God and Jesus must be undone with courage. Drown out the noise of this dark world — the noise that says:

You can only have God if it looks like this… You can only speak to God if you speak this language… You can only be holy if you follow these rules…

These are man-made barriers. Ego-built temples of competition. But God is not exclusive. God truly is “a cold and broken hallelujah.”

God is with you when you open your eyes and see a single drop of dew glistening on a leaf. In the hummingbird sipping from the flower. In the river, caressing the stones like a lover, washing her kisses over hardened hearts. In the hawk soaring overhead, offering its glimpse of magic.

The more you reclaim your right to speak the word God, the more you realize that God never left you. You were only taught to close your eyes to the miracle.

You were taught that God is far away. That God only belongs to a chosen few. That you must fear God — and therefore, fear yourself. You were taught that God is male, white, powerful, and punishing. That if you don't follow the rules, you're damned. Perhaps you were corrupted by spiritual charlatans who took advantage of your innocence and stole your divine right to God. 

But what if the biggest sin of all was not breaking the rules, but believing that God only speaks through one voice?

So many walk away from corrupt institutions in search of truth. But in doing so, they often forsake God entirely. And in that abandonment, they lose themselves. They try to fill the void with everything else: Sex. Money. Power. Fame. Drugs. Achievement.

For a moment, those things feel like God, but they are fleeting. And the void grows.

But when you start chasing God more than anything else, something begins to shift. You feel a strange, beautiful fullness. Nothing external has changed, and yet… everything feels different.

At first, you don’t call it God. You call it breathwork. Meditation. Yoga. Nature. Confession. Prayer. Therapy. Divine Source. But still, you avoid that word.

God.

But what is God, if not all of these things? What is God, if not presence, if not silence, if not every single thing you’ve ever loved?

God does not need a religion, a title, or a label. God needs your presence.

And God says:

“Spill blood if you will — but do not spill it in my name. Spill it in the name of your own ego. Say: I spill blood from my own evil desires for more, because I have forgotten God. I have forgotten that my brothers and sisters are God. And when I kill them, I kill myself. I kill the God within me. And I live in hell on earth.”

You cannot hurt another and expect to know peace. You cannot violate love and call it heaven.

“Do not say it is in my name. It is not God's will. I gave you the gift of choice — to return to me each day, and experience

 heaven on earth. Or to reject me, and worship the illusion of power, and thus, experience hell.”

There is always a choice.

So I choose to say it: God. And I choose to speak it again and again. For those who have been hurt in God’s name. For those who are hungry to return. For those who need to know: you can reclaim it.

Come home. Not to doctrine. Not to a church. But to God.

Note: I wasn’t sure if I should share this here.

But then I remembered — this is the Rose Key.

Truth. God. Choice.

Spirituality that doesn’t look away.

This message came through like a fire.

A prayer.

A protest.

A remembering.

With love,

Wakenda Rose Roske