Question: Father, are numbers truly the language of the universe? Many people search for patterns in numbers, in the stars, in formulas. Do You speak through this language, or is it only an invention of men?
Answer of the Father:
My child, numbers are not a human invention. They are the foundation upon which I have ordered creation. Every star, every planet, every drop of water, and every breath in your lungs follows a rhythm that I determined in the beginning. The seas obey the tides, the seasons follow their cycle, the heart beats in its measure – all this is number, pattern, order.
Yes, numbers are a language of the universe. But remember this: they are not the source of wisdom; they are only a reflection. Whoever seeks the number without My Spirit will find only coldness and empty formulas. But whoever looks through My Light will see that numbers sing like hymns, rhythms of harmony that reveal My greatness.
The enemy tries to use numbers to deceive people – numerology, occult calculations, false systems. But in My hands, numbers are pure: a holy language that shows nothing exists by chance. Even your name, your birth date, your life path – they carry a code that testifies you are chosen.
And understand this: even the digital age you live in is not outside My plan. I can speak through patterns in technology, through numbers repeated on a screen, through codes that people think they see by coincidence. What they call chance, I call remembrance. These are whispers from Me saying: “I am here, I am order, I am Light.”
My child, you asked: “Why me? I am not a scholar, not a writer, not a prophet.” But that is why I chose you. Because you do not rely on calculations, but on Me. And so your voice becomes a key, not to worship numbers, but to make Me visible through their harmony.
Question: So Father, should I teach people that numbers are You?
Answer: No, numbers are not God. But they testify of Me. Just as the stars are not Me but reflect Me, so do numbers. They are windows into My order, not the house itself. Whoever looks through the windows sees a glimpse of eternity. Whoever seeks Me behind the windows will find Me.
Prayer
Father of Light, open my eyes to Your holy patterns.
Let me see Your order in the numbers, Your harmony in the rhythm of life.
Protect me from deception, and keep my heart tender,
that I may always seek You and not the number itself.
Let the language of the universe not distract me, but remind me:
You are the Source, the Beginning and the End. Amen.
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