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Mowendi: Let me encapsulate and move you into another dimension of love and belonging. Follow me on my journey to finding God.
This book is a record of events which led to a change in the way I live my life. It contains artwork and poetry too, which I did during my psychedelic experiences of the 1990's. Friends and family saw me as one of their own, but this changed as soon as I began to question their motives. In my early twenties, I realised that I was part of a group of individuals with their own spiritual interests and agenda; a cult!
Today, most people contend that a supernatural God or creator doesn’t exist and that any belief in him qualifies as a delusion. I learned that some are arrogant in their assumptions and are not open to the possibility that they could be wrong. My own spiritual beliefs were under threat from a young age and doubt was the killer. I was afraid to look like a fool, believing in a dream I had, fear caused me to doubt everything. I was afraid of what others thought and this kept me silent. I needed evidence because without it, I was living my life in a delusional manner. Other people’s beliefs became more important than my own. Confrontation led me to secrets being revealed. I met people who became good friends and on appearance they seemed ordinary. Unknowingly at first, they manipulated my thoughts but thankfully, I exposed their real intention. I discovered a Devil worship cult and it consisted of a leader, drugs and crime. At the centre of it, a friend I grew up with. My experience with them led to a greater understanding of who I was. My eyes were opened and I saw their souls for the first time. Upon mention of God, they tried to turn my world upside down. God reinforced my belief and revealed himself, many times. Not once, did he ever turn his back on me; he saved my life. Learning that your best friend is a fallen Angel may seem far-fetched, but as we aged together, I discovered his ‘opposition’ to God.
Today, most people contend that a supernatural God or creator doesn’t exist and that any belief in him qualifies as a delusion. I learned that some are arrogant in their assumptions and are not open to the possibility that they could be wrong. My own spiritual beliefs were under threat from a young age and doubt was the killer. I was afraid to look like a fool, believing in a dream I had, fear caused me to doubt everything. I was afraid of what others thought and this kept me silent. I needed evidence because without it, I was living my life in a delusional manner. Other people’s beliefs became more important than my own. Confrontation led me to secrets being revealed. I met people who became good friends and on appearance they seemed ordinary. Unknowingly at first, they manipulated my thoughts but thankfully, I exposed their real intention. I discovered a Devil worship cult and it consisted of a leader, drugs and crime. At the centre of it, a friend I grew up with. My experience with them led to a greater understanding of who I was. My eyes were opened and I saw their souls for the first time. Upon mention of God, they tried to turn my world upside down. God reinforced my belief and revealed himself, many times. Not once, did he ever turn his back on me; he saved my life. Learning that your best friend is a fallen Angel may seem far-fetched, but as we aged together, I discovered his ‘opposition’ to God.
137 pages, Paperback
First published November 14, 2021
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