A Beautiful and Familiar Sound


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There are very few things of greater value we could share with you than HU. HU (pronounced hue) is an ancient name for God that can also be sung in loving gratitude as the purest of prayers. It raises you up and opens you up to be able to accept more of God’s Love. The author of the following story shares her experience of singing HU for the first time in this life.


The first time I heard about the HU it was slightly out of my comfort zone. I had certainly listened to hymnals growing up and felt uplifted by some of them, but I had never heard about just singing a love song to God as a prayer. So when Del said he wanted to share something very special with us at the end of my class at the Nature Awareness School, it was out of the box that I had about religion. I had tried chants before in yoga classes as a teenager and honestly did not really enjoy them. Would this be like those? No. Would singing this sound bring me closer to God? Yes. Would singing this song really express the love that I felt inside for the Heavenly Father? Yes. Would it be a true prayer? Yes.

I trusted Del. Everything he had taught me so far had rung true and I was willing to give something new a try. There was nothing to lose, and maybe there was actually something to it. And there was.

When the class of about twelve people started to sing HU I felt a little awkward at first, but the more I sang, the more I relaxed. I remember what Del had said before we started, it does not matter so much what your voice sounds like, it is about the love that you send when you are singing. And the more I relaxed, and focused on sending love in each HU, the more familiar it sounded. It was like I remembered this sound, even though I had never heard it before. We sang for about fifteen minutes, and it was the most beautiful song I had ever heard. I heard sounds within sounds. It actually brought tears to my eyes. This was Heavenly music. This was a completely new way for me to pray, to just say thank you and I love you to God. As we sang I just knew that God had heard me and felt such a deep peace knowing that. Something seemingly so simple had touched me deeply.

Now, after almost fifteen years of singing HU, I have grown to understand the value of the gift he gave me that day. Singing the HU has changed my life. I am so grateful to Del for teaching me this prayer. I am also grateful to have had the courage that day to try something new, to briefly step out of the little box I lived in, and experience a new way to express love to the Divine. The HU, a love song to God, so simple, yet so pure and beautiful.

Written by Molly Comfort


Grateful for the Time I Had


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This story is about more than the loss of a beloved pet. It is about having the wisdom, trust, and strength to focus on the positive in a time of genuine sadness. Those who have this attitude of gratitude will be able to travel through the rough patches in life with less wear and tear.


I am eleven years old and I had an amazing, amiable boy cat named Adam. His personality was adorable and I loved him dearly. He knew how to give and receive love. On March 11, 2015 my family and I had to take him to the veterinarian and put him down. He had a urinary tract infection which had damaged his kidneys. He was only three years old and I was extremely sad! I trusted God and knew in my heart this happened for a reason, but it still hurt. Even so, I decided it would be better to be grateful for the time I had with him instead of being sad about the time I didn’t.

I know you can visit loved ones in dreams so I asked Prophet several times over the next few nights for a dream with Adam. I did not receive one right away but kept asking and never gave up. One night I had a wonderful dream with him, it was so clear. In the dream I was climbing the stairs to my room to go to sleep. When I opened the door Adam was sitting right there on the floor next to my bed. Once Adam saw me he quickly scrambled under the bed like some cats do. Sadly I got in bed, wishing he had not scurried away. He then peaked his head out with a look on his face that said, “Oh… you want to pet me.” He then snuggled up close to me purring loudly. I could feel his warmth as I scratched his furry little head. It felt so real! I cried both joyful and sad tears. I am very grateful that God and Prophet knew I missed him. It helped me a lot seeing him again.

After a few months I started wondering about getting another kitten as a gift for my upcoming birthday. I then received a magazine I subscribe to and it had a kitten on the cover, which it never does. The month of the issue was my birthday month. I was then reading a book and the girl who had always wished for a kitten received one for her birthday. I took these signs as confirmation of what was in my heart: I was ready for and desired another cat.

I will always have a strong love for Adam as well as for my new kitten, Milo. I’ll always remember Adam and the amazing gift that God gave me.

Written by Zoe Hall

Alzheimer’s Loved Ones Get Second Chance


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It is hard losing a loved one to Alzheimer’s disease. Even harder living with any sort of regret for not expressing your love one more time, or saying you are sorry for something. In this situation a dream might offer you some peace.


One of the hardest things I have found about losing a loved one to Alzheimer’s Disease is that you do not have a final opportunity to say everything you want to say, to make sure you really say “I love you” and “goodbye.” You realize one day that while your father is still alive in a body, in many ways he is gone. You cannot talk about your feelings, he cannot share his – it’s too late. It is a little like when a loved one dies suddenly and unexpectedly. I am so grateful to know that with a little effort, and by opening up your ideas of how communication between two Souls can happen, you can continue to have contact and all the blessings that come with it.

There came a point during my father’s Alzheimer’s that I knew we would never have a heart-to-heart in our physical bodies again; he was having such trouble understanding the simplest things, like where the kitchen sink was. But I knew that dreams are a very real place where we could talk. I let God know in prayer that I would like to clear up some old issues with my father before he passed away, and shortly after that I had a dream where we came together to talk. Ahead of time, I had thought he would apologize for his mistakes and that I would forgive him, but when we actually met in the dream we both came to the point quickly with a mutual, “Hey, I know I’ve done things to hurt you, I’m sorry for them, let’s move on.” In the dream I was my true self and could own up to my own mistakes better than as my waking self. I got the sense that back and forth in various past lives both of us had hurt the other, but all that truly mattered was our deep love for one another. We were not going to count hurts and expect compensation, we were dropping it all. It was the briefest of dreams but I came away from it with a knowing that we had cleared the air in the deepest sense, and we could leave the past in the past and simply love each other.

After my father passed away, I discovered that my mother, widowed after fifty-five years of marriage, was not at all at peace about his death. First of all, she had deep doubt about whether there was life after death. She had a horrible pain, wondering if in dying he had ceased to exist at all. I felt honored to be the daughter she shared this with, and I tried to offer her my confidence that her husband still existed. That he is and always will be a unique child of God, not here but indeed somewhere, fully himself, whom she would see again someday. I felt some of it seep into her. While she needed to borrow my confidence, part of her trusted the reality of what I described. I left her to percolate on these things and develop her own confidence in them, knowing she should not be pushed.

A few weeks later I had the nudge to find out her current feelings about my father’s death. I asked her if she had feelings of guilt, and she readily admitted that she did. She felt she had not been as good a wife as she could have been. At first I tried to reassure her that she need not feel guilty, that we all do our best but fall short of our own expectations. But then she said something that really struck me, “Do you think he knows I’m sorry? Is he aware?” This showed me that she had reached a place where she trusted he still existed after death, and this was a leap forward from where she was a few weeks before. Now she just needed to be reassured that he could still hear her. I did that, and took it a step further: “You can hear him too. Imagine what he would say back.” And she did; she told me she pictured him reassuring her, gently urging with a bit of a chuckle, “Oh forget it! Don’t worry about it!” I felt a shift, a release in her, a loosening of a burden. It was almost like he said it to her at that moment, as she described it to me.

Knowing we can work through problems with loved ones when physical communication is not possible is exciting and reassuring. We do not need to carry regret forever over words not spoken. Sit and close your eyes, sing HU, and have that conversation now. Or ask God to bring you together in a dream. It is real and it can heal both of you.

Written by Joan Clickner


One Door Closes Another Opens


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Each of us is Soul, a Divine child of God, that can be used by Spirit as a blessing to others. To allow the “Word” to flow through us, it is best to be “tuned in.” Singing  God’s Holy name, HU, with love in our hearts is one of the best ways to do this. There is no greater joy than allowing the Holy Spirit to work through us to bless another.


After I received a job transfer I met one of my new coworkers named Sandy. I found out Sandy was quitting her job at the end of the week because management would not let her change her schedule so she could pick up her daughter from school. She was very helpful getting me acclimated to my new surroundings, and I was a little bummed out she was leaving. On Friday several employees planned a party for Sandy to wish her well in the new life she was about to embark on. Friday morning before work I tuned in to the Divine by singing HU, a love song to God, and also declared myself a clear channel so I could be ready to assist the Prophet in sending God’s Love to wherever it’s needed. Little did I know that God had a special blessing for Sandy. I was about to be called into service as a coworker with Prophet to help pass on his blessings.

About nine o’clock all the employees were called over to the banquet tables that were set up with lots of food and drink in honor of Sandy’s last day at work. As I made my way over to get some food I found my feet wanted to go in a different direction. Sandy was a couple tables away from me, and I soon realized I was being pulled as if by a “tractor beam” towards her. It became clearer as I got closer to Sandy because Divine Spirit was downloading words into my heart to share with her. So while she was getting something to drink I stepped up next to her and said, “It takes a lot of guts to do what you are doing and most people wouldn’t quit their job.” The next thing Divine Spirit gave me to say was, “This is kind of how the Holy Spirit works, you close one door and another door opens, so don’t worry, everything is going to work out.” Sandy looked at me with her eyes about as wide open as they could get, which told me she knew the words I had just spoken were not from me but from God. Only God could know what she needed at that moment as she was about to give up her livelihood.

Now for the rest of the story. Shortly after she left, Sandy was hired at a similar position in a different office where they had no problem working with her schedule. Sandy’s story can teach us to trust in God and His current Prophet who can help us navigate through life’s changes even if we are not aware of His presence. Del, my spiritual teacher at the Nature Awareness School, is God’s Prophet of the times who is here to help all Souls and has personally helped me through many of my life’s changes.

If you desire to be more aware of how the Divine works in your life sing HU several times throughout the day to tune in to the Divine. As your awareness of the Divine Hand of God increases, so will your joy in life. Especially when going through uncertain times like Sandy, you will know God has got your back. This happy ending brings to mind the Bible scripture: “Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?” Matthew 6:26 KJV

Written by Sam Spitale

To Soar Like an Eagle

Whatever the endeavor might be, concepts and book learning can only take you so far. In the case of trying to more fully recognize and manifest your divinity, as Soul – an eternal spiritual being, actually experiencing the qualities of Soul does way more than merely talking about them. Those with a living teacher who can help facilitate experiencing the boundlessness of Soul are most fortunate indeed.


During a recent retreat at the Nature Awareness School my spiritual teacher Del provided us an opportunity to experience more of our true selves as Soul. As God’s ordained Prophet he is authorized to guide seekers on journeys to the inner Heavens. He gently helps his students get to know themselves as the Divine spiritual beings that they are. On this particular day I was blessed to experience the exhilarating freedom of being unchained from the confines of the physical body and its limitations.

Prophet began by asking us to think of something we were grateful for as a way of opening our hearts. I thought of my pet chickens and rabbits that bring joy and love to my life. This brought a big smile to my heart as we sang HU, a love song to God. He then invited us to follow him up through the top of the room we were in, pointing out that in the spiritual worlds walls and physical structures were not barriers to Soul, which is made of God’s Light and Sound. I left my outer body sitting in the chair as I rose up to the ceiling with the Prophet in our light bodies. The roof of the building just seemed to melt away as we passed through without effort. Looking down I could see the pond, the school, Del and Lynne’s house, and its lights.

Prophet then suggested we think of our favorite bird and I immediately thought of an eagle. I found myself soaring high above the trees and mountains. My large eagle wings moving in deep, slow, strong motions that propelled me through the air. I maneuvered unencumbered by the limitations of my earth-suit or the laws of the physical world. I felt free! I was tasting my Divine nature and the boundlessness of Soul. My vision was excellent. I could see even the smallest of details on the ground and watched various critters scurry in the grasses below. As a way of reassuring us that we were still our individual selves even though we were out of the body, Prophet asked us to think of someone we loved. I thought of him, as our love connection is so precious and close to my heart.

Together we soared up the valley and I saw Vision Rock, an outcropping of large rocks on school property that has a magnificent view. It is a special place to us students. I remembered sitting on those rocks watching birds soar by or hearing jet planes roaring overhead and wondering what that might feel like. Now I had an idea, but this experience was not just a joy ride to me. It was sacred and purposeful. It also had qualities of peace, calm, assuredness, and strength that came from somewhere deep within.

Just then, Prophet said, “Do not go too far, stay close to the school property.” I think he may have been talking to me. I was having such a great time savoring the freedom and exploring in this way that I may have gone a little farther than he wanted so I circled back and made sure I stayed close. When it was time to return from our adventure we were asked to gather as a group and circle the pond. I still recognized other students in the class even though they appeared as light. Once we were all there Prophet gently and carefully guided us back down into the building and into our earth-suits.

We are so much more than our physical bodies. We are Soul first that has a body. What a profound and life changing perspective! For those of us blessed with this experience or ones like it, this statement is not just a mental concept or even a belief. It is reality. The Prophet arranges these types of experiences for his students so that we may gain first-hand knowledge of the truth in this statement and activate the qualities of our true self. With Prophet in my heart and by my side, I soar as a spiritual eagle in this glorious reality that is Soul.

Written by Lorraine Fortier


My Dream Swimming Pool


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The days seemingly turn into weeks, months, and years faster with the passing of every season. Through this passage of time the loss of our loved ones is one of the experiences that hurts the most. Even if we have a strong faith in the afterlife it is still sad to no longer be in the presence of our loved ones physically. Fortunately, we can reconnect in dreams and once again share moments of love.


Missing your parents after they have passed on can make your heart heavy sometimes, but when you are blessed with a dream with both of them it can lighten your heart, lift your spirits, and make you grateful for the opportunity to see them again. My parents passed away a couple of years ago and sometimes I go through moments when I really miss them. Sometimes I think about them and the love they shared with each other and to our family and others and it opens my heart. One night I went to bed and said a prayer. I asked Prophet and God, if it was their will could I be blessed with a dream. I did not think of anything in particular to have a dream about, but left it open for Prophet to choose.

That night I had a dream with my mother and father. We were at our house where I grew up and we were standing in the backyard. When I was growing up we had talked about putting a swimming pool in the backyard; at least I did. We had the space for it and I thought how great it would be to be able to swim and float in it when ever we wanted. In the dream as we stood in the yard I decided to wander over to a place where my mother had grown grapes. The vines grew on a fence that my father built especially for her so she could grow grapes. She loved her grape vines and as a kid I remember picking grapes so my mother could make grape jelly and grape juice. As I walked behind the fence where the vines hung, there appeared a pool, a natural spring pool or pond. It was in a circular shape with smooth large stones that lined the bottom and lined the edge of the water. The water was crystal clear and it was very inviting. When my mother saw the pool she immediately wanted to go in. My mother in her later years struggled with walking and always needed assistance in the form of a cane or walker. In the dream I helped her to the edge of the pool and then I helped her in. I got in with her, the water was cool and refreshing, it also was soothing and healing. I helped my mother float around and she gently kicked her legs. She was so happy.

Growing up my mother did not learn how to swim, she would sometimes comment that she wished that she had learned how to swim because she would have enjoyed going in the water much more and not be afraid. In the dream she was totally at peace floating in the water. While we floated my father came to the edge of the pool and I asked him if he wanted to get in, he said yes and decided to sit down and put his feet in. He gently moved his feet back in forth experiencing the refreshing water on his feet and legs. Both of them had big smiles on their faces. Seeing their smiles opened my heart. I was so happy to see them again and to see them do something that brought them joy. I gently floated my mother over to my father and they looked at each other with such love in their eyes and hearts, I could feel it. They turned and looked at me and then I woke up. As I awoke I began to cry, I was crying because I was so grateful for that experience with my parents in the dream. As I lay there I thanked Prophet and God for the dream and for answering my prayer.

After reflecting on the dream I knew that the dream was a true blessing! In my heart I specifically asked the Prophet for a dream, and I received one. I felt that God and His Prophet gave me this dream because they love me and wanted me to know that my parents loved me too. It was also a chance to see my parents again and to know that they are fine, plus swim in the pool that I always wanted. This dream was comforting, uplifting, and healing, and just when I needed it! Thank you Prophet for allowing this to dream to happen, I am very grateful!

Written by Golder O’Neill

Teacher of the Heart


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Witnessing selfless acts of love and kindness can inspire you to do the same. This will lead you to a more abundant life. Those who have a teacher who is a living breathing example of giving back to life in everything they do are most fortunate indeed.


In an early class I attended at the Nature Awareness School there was a student who had recently lost a loved one. At the end of class, Del, the teacher, handed out a small gift to each student in class – a small blue bead that represented our personal experiences with the Divine we each had been blessed with during class. He picked one for himself then gave it to the student in honor of their loved one who had recently passed. I was touched deeply by this. It did not seem contrived or done for effect. It felt genuine and sincere and from the heart.

When I arrived home that act of generosity stayed with me. It kept tugging at my heart until I decided I had to do something, to respond to it in kind. So I sent my blue bead to Del with a short note. His small act had triggered something within me, an innate trust for him buried there. In the note I identified him as a “teacher of the heart.” I am pretty sure I had never even heard that phrase before I wrote it, or given much thought to what one was. Yet I knew without a doubt that he was, and is, just such a teacher. Since that day, he has shown me I am so much happier when I give without expecting anything in return other than the joy of giving. “Giving is its own reward” goes the cliche. It has proven to be very true in my life. It turns out I was not the only one moved by that simple gesture that day. Another student had in fact been similarly touched and had sent their bead to Del as well.

This story is a happy one. Both me and the other student received a replacement bead at a later class, which I was not expecting, but was silently hoping for, and overjoyed to accept. Mine will always remind me that a “Teacher of the Heart,” one who teaches by lessons and by example, is a rare and precious gift. A teacher who hears and speaks to our hearts, who is fluent in the Language of the Divine, and who is adept at reading us better than we often know ourselves. A teacher who knows how to help us be the best we can be spiritually. The kind of teacher to give us practical tools to live a better life; the abundant life God has planned for us. The kind of teacher God would send to His children to help remind us He loves us and wants us to return home again.

Written by Chris Comfort

Every Day is a Gift From God


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An attitude of gratitude makes all the difference in life, and fortunately there is always something to be grateful about. Perhaps the greatest gift, which can sometimes be overlooked, is the gift of life itself. The small things that sometimes get us down melt away when we remember the blessing of being alive to live another day in God’s Love.


Have you ever considered that God gives us the exact experiences we need in life to help us to know that His Divine hand is in everything? I have been blessed by a true spiritual teacher, Prophet Del Hall III, who has helped me to recognize that no experience in life is simply random or coincidental. It is all a part of God’s plan to help us to grow closer to Him and to recognize that His Love is all around. I was blessed years ago when Prophet helped me to recognize the Divine gift of working with a man who showed up at my job one day. His name was Juan, and he had recently arrived in Virginia from Honduras. He was an air-conditioning and refrigeration mechanic by trade, but due to economic problems in his home country he was now working on a landscaping crew with me and trying to save as much money as he could to send home to his family. My supervisor assigned him to work with me most days because I was the only one on the crew who could explain the details of the job to Juan in Spanish. As we worked together for long hours in the hot summer sun I began to see  he had something precious, as precious as any American dollars, he had a grateful heart.

One hot humid afternoon as we pruned bushes next to a busy street, we began to talk about the spiritual side of life. Juan was a devout Christian who spoke about the Bible and God in a reverential tone. He at one point paused and said emphatically, “Every day is a gift from God.” His words went right into my heart. In that moment there was nothing to stress over. The hours of working in the summer heat, the traffic noise, feelings of loneliness since a relationship had recently come to an end, nothing that had been bothering me in days past, mattered at this point. It was a gift to simply to be alive for another day with God. While I felt Juan speaking from his heart in that moment, I know that it was also the spiritual presence of Prophet, the Voice of God, who was speaking words of Divine wisdom through him.

That conversation with my friend from Honduras helped me to look at life with a more grateful attitude. I went on to enjoy many more conversations with Juan as we became good friends. Many years have passed since I last saw Juan, but his words stay alive in my memory. Prophet, through his inner presence, has often taken me back to that moment when Juan expressed his gratitude for God and reminded me of what a precious gift of Divine love each day, and each moment, truly is.

Prophet Del Hall has also shown me that not only is each moment a precious gift from God, but that many of the people that we cross paths with in life may also be the carriers of profound gifts of love. One day when I was talking with Del about how I felt blessed to be able work with immigrants like Juan and to help them to feel more at ease in the United States, he raised the possibility that maybe Juan was a spiritual teacher who God had sent to me, because I was the one who needed some help. He certainly did teach me about gratitude and how to keep a positive attitude at a job that was not always pleasant or easy. He did this not just by things that he would say, but mostly through the example he set of often having a smile on his face and a sense of humor while he worked with enthusiasm, regardless of the weather or the task that we were assigned.

I have grown to appreciate that the Voice of God, the Holy Spirit, is always communicating to us. Sometimes the communication comes to us through the friends, co-workers, and seemingly random strangers, as well as from within ourselves. What a privilege it is to know that there is a Prophet of God upon this Earth who can help us to hear the Divine voice and to be alert to its presence in all areas of our lives.

Written by Roland Vonder Muhll

Call Your Trainer – One Hour Window


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As convenient as modern technology can be, it has its obvious limits. If you do not have your phone, you’re not getting the call. If your internet is down, you’re not seeing your emails. Fortunately, the “inner” communication of Soul is always up and running and can get the message through to those who know the “Language of the Divine.”


It is amazing and beautiful how God’s timing works. Several years ago I did a search on Craigslist for a personal trainer to help me get in physical shape. I said a prayer and asked for God’s guidance to know which trainer would be the right one? God knew. After talking to several people at gyms and fitness facilities, I was lead to the right person. We trained in his fiancee’s garage – not in your normal gym. This was perfect.

We had fun working out and began talking about God, events from our childhood, and the everyday ups and downs in life. We were getting in shape both physically and spiritually. As we talked we saw the blessings and miracles in our lives. We looked deeper into the events that were happening to us and appreciated Gods guidance. We discussed how going through tough lessons in life have made us stronger, and as we went through them, we knew we were not alone. God has been there every step of the way. The year we spent training brought our families together and I was the sister he never had. We kinda adopted one another. We do not always have time to call one another on a regular basis, yet we know we are there for one another.

I had a part time job between Thanksgiving and Christmas. I was working double shifts so it did not leave me much free time. On a Friday afternoon as I left work I got a strong nudge to call my trainer. It was the end of a very long week and all I wanted to do was get something to eat and go to bed. But I scrolled thru my phone for his number but my thumb hit the wrong contact number. “Yes” I said “I would like to talk to that person, but not now.” I kept scrolling and again pushed the wrong contact. I still had this strong urge that I have to talk with my trainer. Finally I got the right number.

I called and there was no answer so I left a message. He called back. I said “Hey, how are you and the family doing?” He says “we are all doing good, I’m a little stressed right now. Are you going to be there?” I asked what he was talking about. “I have been trying to get a hold of you for two weeks now. I dropped my phone in the toilet and lost all my contact numbers. My fiancee and I are getting married in one hour.” I was surprised and asked him to repeat what he said. “We are getting married at the township magistrate in one hour, can you be there?” “Ahhhh, yeah, but I am still in my work clothes and I do not have time to go home and change.” He told me that did not matter, that me being there is what mattered to him and his fiancee. He said “Did you get my email with the details?”  I said “No, what email, I have not received anything. I am following the nudge I got.” I asked if he had said any prayers and he answered “Yes, I prayed last night and asked God for someone from my family to be there for me.” I said “Well, your prayers were heard and answered.”  So, I turned the car around and headed to the marriage ceremony.

As a student at the Nature Awareness School I have learned to listen to and follow the nudges. Every time I do, it turns out to be a blessing. I am so grateful God communicates with me. It was beautiful to see my adopted brother and his fiancee get married. Thank you Prophet.

Written by Rebecca Vettorel

Happiness and Self Control


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God has given us the gift of being able to choose our state of consciousness. This choice is made daily by our thoughts, actions, and attitudes. The choice on whether to focus on things that close our hearts or on things that open our hearts is ours. What a sacred responsibility and opportunity.


Several months ago God gave me a dream that really helped me. I dreamed that I was asleep and in the dream I woke up and went downstairs to find the two main doors in our house were open a crack. I felt uneasy about this. Were they open all night? Was someone in the house? Were they left unlocked? I awoke with a slight uneasiness still lingering inside.

I knew this dream was significant, but I was unsure of what the Prophet was teaching me. I decided to take this into contemplation. This is a most amazing way to receive insight from the Divine. I started by singing HU, a love song to God, with the intent to understand the dream better. I realized while singing HU the doors were symbolic of areas in my life that were gateways to negativity. After singing HU I sat quietly and asked the Prophet to help me see areas that I was allowing this negative influence into my life and consciousness. The Prophet showed me that I had been allowing thoughts of unworthiness to linger within me. These were subtle thoughts of doubting that I was worthy of love. I was not drawing clear boundaries of what I would allow myself to think about. This was due to sloppy thinking and not staying nourished spiritually.

I began to sing a special prayer “The Prophet loves me. I am worthy of the Prophet’s love. I accept the Prophet’s love. I love you Prophet!” I felt my heart begin to fill even more with love. I felt relief from the doubt that I had allowed into my state of being. With this doubt removed, more of God’s Light and Love could then come into my heart! A discourse from Prophet then flowed into me. It is my privilege and responsibility to safeguard what I allow into my consciousness. My consciousness is like my home. I want it to be warm and inviting to God and His Prophet. I want love in my home and it to be a safe welcoming place for my loved ones.

Then Prophet showed me that the other open door in the house was anger. Just the night before I felt anger over something and then I noticed how that anger bled into another issue. I began getting upset about things that were fine! It happened so fast. Prophet gave me clarity to see how quickly I can go down an unproductive road when I get angry. Having the feeling was not the problem, but focusing on it and dwelling in that state was like leaving an open door for more negativity to enter. It is important for me to have self-control in this area and I appreciated this lesson from the Prophet. This is not the first time Prophet has made me aware of this particular passion of the mind.

Prophet explained that there could be other areas to be watchful of, but that the main point was to be aware of my thoughts and remember that it is a God given gift to be able to choose what to focus on. My life is full of God’s Love and that is what I want to focus on. Staying spiritually nourished by spending quality time with God’s Prophet is key. It is because of my relationship with Prophet that I am able to live a life of more freedom than I used to. I have the freedom to truly be happy. Thank you, Prophet!

Written by Carmen Snodgrass

A Sea Shell From God


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The Kingdom of Heaven is here and now for those who know God’s Love. It matters not if we are physically young or old; we are all Soul and it is the Love of God that gives us life. Those whose hearts are open to recognizing God’s Love will indeed be blessed.


A year ago I was at the park with my wife and three children. It was a beautiful day, not too warm or humid. A day that was in many ways just right. The sky was open and inviting, as thick, puffy clouds lazily passed over us. After some rigorous playing, everyone laid down in the grass for a well deserved break for some cloud watching.

The green grass tickled the backs of my legs. I felt the presence of Del Hall, the Prophet, as I lay there. I knew he was always with me in Spirit, and I was keenly aware of him with each of us in that moment. I received an inner nudge that the Prophet wanted to share something with my family. So in a relaxed way, I suggested everyone close their eyes and imagine themselves on the beach with the Prophet. Many times Del has brought me to God’s many mansions spoken about in the Bible. He was inviting us to journey there with him now.

I felt the Grace and wisdom and Love of God that flows through the Prophet as I exhaled deeply and more fully relaxed, aware of the quiet that came over the five of us as the breeze rustled gently through the trees. After a few moments I heard my five-year old daughter get up. I was mildly disappointed as I felt there was a blessing for each of us from the Prophet at that moment, but understood that it was her experience and that one of God’s presents to us left unopened can sometimes be opened at a later time.

I heard her little brother also get up and follow her, leaving my wife, oldest son, and I to bask in the sweetness of the moment with the Prophet. Yet hearing the two giggling with delight nearby, I opened an eye to check on them. What I saw changed my perspective and nearly brought me to tears.

Claire and her little brother had gone to the blacktop of the basketball court, stuck in the middle of a sea of grass, and were joyfully treating it like the shoreline on the beach. They playfully dipped their toes into the imaginary ocean water, running back and forth as if the waves chased them and then receded back and forth. They had not run off to do something else, they had brought the experience to life in a way that was tangible and visceral to them, playfully dancing on the shore with the Prophet!

I had an expectation that they would have this experience on the “inner,” perceiving it with their eyes closed. But Claire had instinctively done what Del had been teaching me to do for years. And she had innately done this in an amazing and childlike way, without over thinking it, without intellectualizing it. She had no concern about how it looked. She just was joy and openness. She was completely in the moment, experiencing it as fully as if she had physically met the Prophet on the beach and frolicked there.

The smile on my face grew and my heart burst open at her infectious joy and laughter. After a while Claire and her brother returned to where we were still lying. The peace was so palpable, it felt supernatural. About halfway back to where we were lying, Claire stopped to pick something up in the grass. She hurried back excitedly. In her little hands was a perfect white sea shell!

When I suggested to her that this was no ordinary shell, it was a gift from God, her face lit up! I assured her that God had noticed how she made her experience real to her, and the Divine had responded. While it is possible there was a physical explanation for how the ocean shell got to the heart of the Shenandoah Valley, over a hundred miles from the Atlantic Ocean, it didn’t matter. It was in the perfect spot for her to find. Claire heard me, not as a five year old girl, but as Soul – that wonderful, Divine spark of God’s creation. She understood this was not a random find. It was a personal gift from God.

Soul is not limited by the body it wears. Be it young or old, human or animal, Soul can awaken to the reality that there is a living God who wants His children to know His amazing love for them. That is one of God’s treasures. Claire recognized it in the shell. God’s Love often manifests as insights, wisdom, and experiences that are sprinkled like bread crumbs on the path ahead for us to find, like Claire’s sea shell. Whether you have walked the path of God for years or want to take the first step to having a conscious relationship here and now, the way has been prepared. God has marked the way home for His children; simple enough that a child of God, joyful and free, can follow it.

Written by Chris Comfort

Journey to Tibet


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If this beautifully written piece does not excite and inspire you with grand possibilities, then I do not know what will. There is so, so much more to everyday waking life. If you seek to understand life’s mysteries and embrace the truths of God, Prophet can show you the way.


Fresh snow danced across the huge stone steps leading up to the doorway of an ancient Tibetan monastery. The jagged peaks of the Himalayan Mountains towered around us silhouetted by the fading evening light. Slowly, the temple door opened.

My body was thousands of miles away sitting peacefully in Virginia. Our spiritual journey was being guided by Del Hall. After singing HU, a love song to God, my consciousness had shifted naturally away from my body much like in a dream, to the distant Tibetan evening. Del’s whole class waited excitedly on the stone steps. This is a very real place; our spiritual journey had brought us here in full consciousness.

An ancient monk clothed in white reverently greeted Del by the immense wooden doorway. They spoke for a moment and observed our group of newcomers. As the door opened it revealed a massive rotunda bursting with light. The light filled my being with hope, reverence, and love. This was no ordinary light. It was the Light of God. As the light shone upon our group I felt it purify, uplift, and nourish me spiritually. Clearly this was no ordinary temple. It was a true Temple of God, ordained and sustained by Him directly, unspoiled by the hand of man, and accessible to man only under the guidance of a true Prophet of God.

Del and the white-robed monk led us into the temple. Our small group paused just inside the door, absorbing the scene with awe. Workers in the temple moved purposefully about the rotunda busy in the responsibilities of this sacred sanctuary. The light seemed to come from everywhere at once, filling every corner and leaving no shadows. I watched the white-robed monk ascend a beautifully curved staircase, his hand upon an ornate golden banister.

He observed our group steadily. Slowly his gaze met mine and he spoke a single word: “Love.” The energy in his voice entered my heart like an arrow! The single word spoke more than many volumes of literature, more than any eloquent speech. It was more than a syllable, more than a word. A mountain of wisdom and meaning surged behind it. It reached deep within me, speaking to the innermost part of my being, Soul, the true self.

The power of his message still reverberating within me, a gentle hand touched my arm. A worker from the temple led me to a hidden staircase descending into the foundation of the temple. He motioned me forward and I walked carefully down the stairs. Before me hung a narrow rope bridge leading to a stone platform. In the middle of the platform a small fire burned. And on the other side of the fire was the white-robed monk himself, sitting hooded and cross-legged. Behind him stood two full bookshelves holding ancient texts from forgotten kingdoms.

I crossed the bridge eagerly, but with a slow and measured pace. I sat across the fire from him and his deep gray eyes met mine. Immeasurable love and peace emanated from him. Not a word was spoken but I found myself drawn into his eyes, like an invisible force pulling me into another world. I traveled into his eyes as Soul. Everything changed; eternity seemed to exist in a moment. The Temple Guardian’s endless eyes became my entire universe. Love was everywhere, but not love as I had known it before, it was a love that transcended emotion, time, religion, everything. I had truly experienced God’s Love. In the days following this experience I was able to share it with the class. Others had similar experiences, personalized for their own spiritual growth. Del guided me in understanding these sacred events. He told me that this teacher had used a single word, such as “Love,” to teach others before. Since the class the word he spoke has unfolded into hundreds of different nuances and applications.

Del explained that the basement seemed to represent the “cave of fire,” a spiritual rite of passage that all seekers must go through on their journey home to God. This is a period of great trial and tribulation. This proved to be an accurate interpretation, for the next several years were a period of intense honesty and self-discovery. This was not always easy! But it led to a state of greater peace, freedom, and stability. Somewhat, one might say, like crossing the narrow rope bridge in the temple onto the solid stone platform.

This took place during my first spiritual class at the Nature Awareness School. In the ten years that have followed, it became clear that this was only the tip of the iceberg.

Written by David Hughes


Sound That Changed Me


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There is a very big difference between having a relationship with God based on love versus one based on fear. While there is a call for reverence, to live with a constant fear or worry of damnation closes our heart and is counterproductive. God desires to bless and guide us through His Prophet but these gifts cannot be delivered to a heart closed by fear. If you wish to nurture a more loving relationship with Our Father, the HU Love Song is one of the best ways to do so.


When I was growing up I lived in a rural town and I went to small church with my family. I was told that God loves us and that Jesus loves us also. I knew this in my heart but always knew there was more. Around twenty years ago, when I went to the Nature Awareness School, I learned a love song to God. Before that I only knew how to respect God or to fear Him as the Bible says. At the school I learned a beautiful song called HU. I was told by Del, my teacher at the school, that it is a love song to God and when you sing it you are focusing on sending love to God with all of your heart. Learning this changed my life. I have experienced, when singing HU, that my heart opens and I am filled with gratitude.

One weekend at the school I had an experience while singing HU. Del was leading the class and we began singing HU. As I started to sing my heart really opened to know that I was singing a love song to God, I could feel the love that I had for God, and it felt strong. By having this experience, I realized that it was a gift. I realized to give love back to God and tell Him that I love Him is one of the most loving things that I could do. I felt that my heart naturally wanted to do this. At that moment I was so grateful to be able to sing HU! While singing HU I experienced in some way that God was blessing others.

When singing I could feel and hear the sound of HU go up to God. This experience was a knowing, not something that I could mentally wrap my head around, but a feeling that was true in my heart. Spiritually I could see a golden ring go around the world and shower it with love, God’s Love. God’s Love went out to people going about their everyday life just touching them with a gift of light. As I saw that, it made me want to give more. The sound of HU surrounded me, also hearing the sound of everyone else in the class singing HU and knowing that they had the same intention, filled me with peace and love. That peace was palatable. I was so grateful for this experience and grateful to Del, a Prophet of God, for teaching me this love song.

This experience was a blessing, and as I reflect back in time, it reminds me that we are loved, God really loves us, and He hears us! God gave us a song to sing. By singing it everyday it opens my heart, it opens my heart to the love that I have for God, and the love that He has for us. It also reminds me that I have love to give to others. Thank you Del for teaching me the greatest song of all, HU.

Written by Golder O’Neill


God’s Love Communicated Through Nature


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God can use anything and everything to communicate with you. Those who have been taught to recognize these Divine whisperings are most fortunate indeed. They will see, feel, and truly know God’s most important message, “I Love you… you are not alone,” everywhere they go.


It was my first spirit week at the Nature Awareness School. We had been learning the fundamentals about Spirit and how it communicates to us from Del Hall, whom I now know as God’s Prophet; my beloved spiritual teacher. Prophet was lovingly pointing the way, toward ways, of perceiving the presence of Divine love in our everyday lives. Some of the students attending the spirit week retreat had grown up with the truth about the Holy Spirit that the Prophet was speaking of. The rest of the group, me included, were not familiar with the reality about a truly loving God that communicated to and through all of its creation. I will never forget how utterly floored I was that I had finally found what my heart had been aching for; a way to recognize the love of my creator. Amazingly it was being expressed literally everywhere at every moment, but I had yet the eyes to see.

That week I learned not to remain locked in the rigid spiritual concepts that were blocking my view of the truth. I learned that a spiritual experience may be seen, heard, and or felt; it is all real. We talked about our night dreams and awake dreams; about how the Divine uses them to communicate with us, as well as how the Holy Spirit can use nature in all forms to speak truth to us when we are at peace and paying attention. About the middle of the week we were invited to go out into nature to spend time alone with Spirit. It was an opportunity to get out and explore in a quietly profound way.

I had previously attended a tracking class during which time we were guided by Del through the forest along several paths leading to various points of interest. I was pleased to revisit a clearing that I remembered passing. Even more, it was such an adventure for me to be focused enough to follow the inner guidance I was receiving in order to reach my destination. As it was, my state of consciousness had been very scattered at that time in my life and I was very good at getting lost. So, I gave thanks to the Holy Spirit for guiding me on my journey to that clearing in the woods and sat down on a tree stump.

I sang HU that is a love song to God. When I stopped singing, I began to contemplate on what a surreal experience life had become. My ways of thinking and being were challenged and revealed as untrue, then discarded in order to make space for love as it was meant to be. I was glad to be there at that moment; felt very fortunate to be attending such an amazing retreat, so very happy to be alive! I opened my eyes and saw a blue bird of some kind in a tree. I looked around to realize that the trees surrounding the clearing were full of blue birds. Since I had recently learned about the spiritual significance of the color blue, all at once it occurred to me that what I was experiencing was communication of Divine love, to me in a way that would speak to my heart. I was struck with surprise as well as humbled by the beauty and simplicity of the message received as tears of thankfulness filled my eyes for that sacred communication.

It was and is a beautiful experience that I revisit as a reminder of how Divine Spirit is always speaking to its creation, and I am part of that creation. I thank God that he has sent His Prophet to lead us to the truth!

Written by Bernadette Spitale

Visit to Grandma’s House


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This is a wonderful and touching story about a spiritual visit to Grandma’s house. The author’s grandmother is ill and desires to move on and go to Heaven. This spiritual experience afforded the author an opportunity to visit and shower love on her grandmother.

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When I think of her the first thing I see is her smile with a long bright row of straight beautiful teeth. She speaks her mind and lets the chips fall. She loves baseball, card games, and romance novels. She is a caretaker. At forty-six she had the last of five children. Give her a cigarette, a cinnamon bun, a cup of coffee, and she is in Heaven.

This wonderful woman is my grandma. At eighty-nine years old she has always weathered illness and bounced right back. Recently she was not feeling well and was talking about moving on from this life. She has been dreaming of fields of orchids. I have seen these fields too while visiting the Heavenly Worlds and I am certain that God is preparing her for the next adventure.

She lives in another state twelve hours away, but on March 15, 2015 the Prophet read my heart and I found myself standing in the center of her familiar kitchen while my body sat here in Virginia. I was attending a class at the Nature Awareness School and we had just finished singing HU. My heart was filled with love. I sat in the quiet time afterwards listening for communication from God. My awareness drifted to my grandmother and in an instant the Prophet took me to her. I had many experiences at once, like a movie playing out, but better because I was not just seeing. I was there in the present time and also re-living some of my most fond visits with my grandma.

The first thing I saw was her coffee pot and I could taste the salty coffee. We had a lot of laughs about this over the years. She had to soften her country water with salt. Then I saw the cookie jar that was almost always filled with homemade cookies. I felt my hand run along the orange counter tops. I could feel the wind blowing over the cornfields and through the screen door in the dining room. I smelled the light scent of manure from the farm down the road. I felt the quiet openness of the property and in the living room I saw my grandpa watching westerns in his recliner.

I felt my face pressed against the brown shag carpet as a teenager on a particularity long holiday visit. Then I was a child again staying up late playing cards with grandma as she smoked cigarettes and told stories. I saw her making homemade noodles and a piece of ravioli being tossed into boiling water. Then I saw her sitting at the kitchen table. The Prophet stood behind her smiling. I cupped her face in my hands and said, “I love you, Grandma.” Then I was clapping for her. “Bravo!” I kept repeating. My heart swelled as I congratulated my grandma on a life well lived.

It means everything to know that my grandma is in the care of the Prophet and that while her body is going through a rough time she is perfectly fine. I also got to love on her and appreciate all the beautiful ways she has touched my life. This was so much more than remembering. God allowed me to re-live these precious moments in time. Sometimes the “little things” that make up my daily life seem like they will happen forever, but nothing stays the same for long. These moments once passed become the “good times” of life.

Thank you God, for reading my heart and taking me to see my grandma once again. Thank you for giving me peace to know that she is in your loving care. When I call her she is confused and does not want to talk for long. It means so much that we were able to communicate Soul to Soul and I could tell her how I really feel before she passes.

Written by Carmen Snodgrass


Just a Hug


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God can work through anyone with an open heart to bring His Light and Love into the world. It can come through in countless ways – from the big to the seemingly smallest of things. Those that have been used by God to bless another know it is a joy and privilege to serve.


On a Tuesday morning after spending a three-day weekend attending a class at the Nature Awareness School, I decided to go to my office early to catch up on some work. I sat at my desk before I started getting into my work and wanted to sing HU, a love song to God. It was quiet in the building and no one was around. I gave thanks to God and I began to sing HU. Afterwards I asked the Prophet (my spiritual guide on the inner) if he could help me serve someone today and be a blessing to someone. I then began to do some work at my desk and within a couple of minutes someone knocked on my door. It was a colleague and he came in.

He stood there and we began to talk about things that were work related, but he seemed agitated and bothered. We continued to talk and then he snapped at me. I asked, “What’s going on, are you okay?” and he replied, “I’m fine” in an unmannerly tone. I could tell that something was bothering him, so I asked again, “Is everything all right?” All of a sudden his tone changed and he began to tell me what was happening in his life, and then he began to cry. I listened to him talk then got up from my desk and went to him and said, “It will be okay.” I got a nudge to give him a hug and when I did I could feel God’s Love surround us. He cried in my arms for a bit and I just held him. While he was in my arms I was asking for God’s help and guidance with this situation. I told my colleague that he is loved, that God loves him, and so do a lot of other people. I assured him that everything always works out, maybe not on our time, but in God’s time. I could feel him relax and release some of the tension that was inside of him. I could feel that he was relieved to hear what was being said; it was a blessing for me to hear it also. I felt in that moment that God’s Love was there and palpable. He settled down and we talked some more and then we went about our day. I was grateful for that moment.

It is amazing to see that earlier that morning I had asked to be a blessing to someone and immediately I was given the opportunity to serve. God does hear our prayers, and if we ask He will respond. Maybe not in the way we think it should happen, but in His own way and time. I believe we can let God work through us if we ask and listen for His response. I was grateful for the opportunity to help a colleague by listening to him and giving him a hug, just when he needed it.

Later that week he stopped by my office and thanked me for listening to him and apologized for taking up my time. I reassured him that it was okay, and that it was a blessing for me to be reminded that God loves us!

Written by Golder O’Neill

Broken Brake Line


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God is constantly showering His children with blessings of all shapes and sizes, one of them being protection from danger. Life is so much more joyful for those who recognize these blessings of God even while something “bad” is happening. Depending on your attitude and your relationship with God, the cup never has to be “half-empty.”

Jason Levinson

Recently I was introduced to a man who has a saw mill. He cuts, dries, and sells wood that I could use for wood working. He invited me over to show me what he has for sale. When I arrived there were a few other woodworkers already there and we spent several hours looking through hundreds of samples that he had milled and dried. I love working with wood, I found some really nice pieces for bowls and tables and got some great ideas from the other woodworkers. I had a wonderful time and was aware of Prophet’s blue light and presence throughout the day. Late in the afternoon, after I bought a half dozen pieces of wood, I loaded up the truck and headed for home.

I drove about a quarter mile to the main road. At the intersection I put my foot on the brakes to stop my truck and the brake pedal went to the floor! My brakes barely worked and I went through the stop sign, and finally came to a stop three quarters of the way out into the intersection. Although having your brakes fail is a little scary, I felt protected. Through the years Del, the Prophet of God, has shown me that when we have a relationship with the Divine everything that happens in our lives is a gift of love from God. With faith, trust, and patience, in time the Prophet will help us see how everything is a blessing. When, through Grace, we are given the eyes to see, we can then connect the dots and be consciously aware of and grateful for the gifts of God’s Love and teachings in our daily lives. Being grateful opens our hearts and helps us develop an even closer relationship with God. It’s a beautiful circle.

I have been blessed to learn how to witness the Hand of God in my life every day! Here are some of the many ways I saw how God blessed me through this particular experience: As I went through the stop sign and into the intersection, all of the vehicles nearby had plenty of time to see what was going on and avoid running into me. After my truck finally came to a stop, I backed slowly out of the intersection, pulled off the road and looked over the truck to see if I could determine what caused the problem? I did not see anything obvious and had a nudge to slowly drive back to the saw mill, testing my brakes regularly to make sure I could drive and stop safely. When the men at the mill looked over the truck, they spotted that the back brake line was cracked and was leaking brake fluid. One of the people I had met that day was still there and volunteered to give me a ride to an auto repair shop. The mechanic at the shop helped me get a tow truck which just so happened to be available and close by. After we got my truck, the tow truck driver got me back to the repair shop before it closed. The owner of the shop had the parts needed, was able to work on my brakes, and kindly stayed open a little longer in order to fix them, and he still only charged me a very reasonable price. My insurance company covered the tow truck cost. And most importantly, I felt the Prophet’s presence and knew that he was with me the entire time, helping, protecting, and guiding me through the events of the day.

I was also shown that another part of this blessing was the timing of when the truck’s brakes failed and were fixed. Brakes of course do not fail while you’re driving but only when you are stopping, so no matter when they fail it is a potentially dangerous situation. I had an hour and half drive home on a highway through the mountains. If the brakes failed once I was on the highway and when I had to slow or stop on a steep downhill incline at 60-70 miles an hour that could have been disastrous.

Later that week I was planning on going to our cabin. The public road leading to our property and the one that is on our property are rough, steep, gravel roads which traverse approximately eight hundred vertical feet. Many places have steep mountain drop-offs, there are no rails, boulders, or anything to stop a vehicle from going over the side. If my brakes had failed there or previously on the highway, I may not be here to write this thank you letter. Not only does my relationship with the Prophet make my life so much more full and abundant, on this particular day his love, guidance, protection, and presence literally saved my live. Thank you!

Written by Jason Levinson

The Lord Spoke, Saying “I Love You”


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To be successful on the path home to God you need to have remembrance of your experiences and blessings. Remembrance builds gratitude and appreciation in your heart, which makes you receptive to even more blessings. This can become an upward spiral drawing you closer to God, His Love, and His truth.


It was the middle of summer in 2010. The sky was a piercing blue above us as we sat nestled in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. A gentle breeze gave a slight reprieve from the hot and humid day which permeated the air.

This was a special day. As a student of the Prophet, I have been blessed to have many special and life-changing days, but this was to become a day that touched me deeply and has stayed with me giving reassurance and a security. In class a fellow student had been sharing a story of how remembering and keeping alive her prior spiritual experiences had blessed her life. She had written many of them in her personal journals and had recently been appreciating, reviewing, and reliving some of the special times she had with God and His Prophet. She was keeping her blessings alive with remembrance and appreciation. Her talk naturally evolved into a discussion between fellow students. We shared about some of our own personal experiences with God over the years that had really touched and changed us, thanks to God’s current Prophet Del Hall.

Gratitude was seeping out of every corner of our hearts as we recalled how much Prophet had not only taught us, but helped transform our lives. We weren’t expecting anything in return, just sharing our appreciation. It was almost as if we were speaking among ourselves about how he had blessed our lives, even though he sat quietly in the back of the room listening. Suddenly he arose and went to take his place in his chair on the low stage in the front of the classroom. I could feel waves of peace, love, and appreciation spreading outward where he walked like the fragrance of the sweetest rose permeating a room. I took in a deep breath. I felt anticipation for something, but for what I did not know.

Once seated, he spoke for God, as a true Prophet of God is ordained to do. “Come together with me. Come closer. Be with me. Just be together with me.”

Remaining in our chairs we closed our eyes and listened. We followed our teacher Home to be with God. The Lord was calling us to be together with Him while we sat alive in physical bodies. We did not need to wait to know the Lord, through His current Prophet we could experience Its Grace now. The following moments were full with the immense and immeasurable beauty of being present with the Presence of God. I lacked nothing nor did I want anything. This one moment was an eternity. All that mattered was loving God and being loved by God.

God speaks in many ways beyond words. On this quiet summer day He spoke in peace, fulfillment, quietude, gentleness, love, grace, absolute contentment, and more. With everything that I know of as me, and with all that I am, my heart poured out to the Lord, saying I love you too.

After what seemed like an eternity of just being and coming together inwardly with the Lord, Prophet arose and walked out of the classroom. Students slowly began to stir themselves and flow out of the classroom as well. That moment was over, but I was transformed. Being that close to the Presence of God brought such a security, and a clarity of God’s Love for Soul that follows me into my daily life. I am so blessed. By the Grace of God I experienced His Presence hold me in loving embrace.

Relishing the blessing later that day with a good friend, I remember saying the amount of Divine Love that I experienced in those moments was enough to sustain me through eternity and transform my view of life, to one of a lasting and true security in God’s Love for Soul, for me. My friend wisely said, if you remember It.

Written by Molly Comfort


“LOVE IS DEMONSTRATED – Making Marriage Sacred Again”


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(Excerpt from “LOVE IS DEMONSTRATED – Making Marriage Sacred Again”)

My wife cussed at me.

My wife rarely ever said a bad word. It was simply not in her nature. It had taken me hours to wear her down emotionally for this to happen. Yet despite her obvious anger and hurt, I considered it a small victory in a verbal war that had been escalating for several hours. I could not say the same about my cussing, and I littered the verbal grenades I had been tossing at her with plenty of them. It added a little extra bang when they exploded. I could not at this moment remember exactly what had started the fight or what point I was even trying to make, but her cussing clearly meant a marked change in the momentum of the battle. I had somehow managed to get through her defenses. This was no small achievement. I had weathered icy walls of silence and a minefield of contempt to get here. At this point I was confident that in another forty-five minutes or so she was sure to concede, finally seeing the wisdom of whatever point I was trying to make. Peace would finally return between us, my beautiful wife would open her heart back up to me, and all would be well again…only that is not what happened after we fought. That was hardly ever what happened.

Still, I pursued my Pyrrhic victory with take-no-prisoners abandon as if I was being deprived of oxygen without it. In the process I ignored the ever-deepening hole I was going the extra mile to dig; the hole I felt like we would never get out of, and the only direction I ever seemed to be able to manage was deeper down into it.

My marriage produced three beautiful children in a wonderful home surrounded by family, friends, and loved ones, but issues between my wife and me always seemed to get in the way of any real stability. It was a relationship that for all practical purposes had been built on sand.

We had met at the Nature Awareness School in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of central Virginia. We were both students there. It was (and remains) our favorite place on Earth. As students of Del Hall, the God-ordained Prophet of our times, we had each grown individually in our relationship with God and His chosen Prophet in the years we had been coming to the school.

When Molly and I began dating I knew immediately she was “the one.” I never doubted she was a gift from God. If I was a gift to her however, she did not seem to have gotten that memo. I was not even on her radar, initially. It bruised my ego that my gift from God did not respond like one right away. I felt I was ready to love her for the rest of this life.

I did not realize however, that there was a test. I naively thought I could just walk in, proclaim my love, and sail away together into the sunset. I would love to reminisce about how calm I stayed during these trying times. How my resolve to love her never waivered. How stoic I remained in the face of adversity, but this was not the case. What began as “set in stone” confidence soon looked like a fleeting chance at best. I felt if I did not keep pressing on I was going to lose the love of my life.

At some point I gave away my peace. This is never a good trade-off, and it was disastrous here. Fear, anger, and neediness soon filled the void my missing peace left. My vision and my decisions became more and more shortsighted. Molly no longer had to push me away. I was doing the pushing for her, all the while shouting how much I loved her.

Written by Chris Comfort


Skills to Cope With Depression


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We all face challenges in life, which are ultimately opportunities for growth. During these times we can actually forge a deeper relationship and appreciation for God. One key is to not lose sight of the Hand of God that is available. Those that ask God for help and also do their part will ultimately come out stronger, versus just “make it through.”

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About two years ago my life changed. Everyone goes through changes, but this was one of those major turning points for me. I had recently moved with my husband and two young children to a town where we did not know anyone. The move required that I leave a job I really liked and enjoyed. Then we had our third child. To me this was a whole lot of change in a very short period of time.

I thought I had prepared for these changes. I am not complaining, I have a very good and happy life. I knew all these changes were blessings, but I was struggling. I was experiencing some level of baby blues or postpartum depression, and all the changes added to how I was feeling. This concerned me because I knew depression. I had been depressed at earlier times in my life and did not want to go there again.

Between my personal history and experience from my previous job I had some tools and skills to manage this issue. In the past I did my best to just “make it through” those tough times, but this time was different because I knew that the Hand of God was working in my life. I have been blessed to experience God’s Love in so many ways. Over the years I have built a loving and trusting relationship with God’s Prophet, the Hand of God. So when I recognized my situation I now knew how to more than just “make it through.” This time I knew I had help available. I asked for help and accepted that help. I listened and followed the Divine guidance given to me with love and compassion. I knew his comfort. I knew that even in the moments when I felt alone that I am never alone. The Prophet is with me every moment. He helped me have the strength to do my part; to wisely use the tools and skills I had been taught in the past, and to truly know I could do it with him. So this time my experience with depression really was different and I am forever grateful.

I kept praying for help and continued attending classes at the Nature Awareness School. That is where I originally learned about God’s Prophet and the importance of our relationship. Everything continued to build toward a good outcome. The inner guide, inner Prophet, and I spent time in scripture, reading spiritual books, putting love into everything that we did throughout the day, and being grateful. Together we sang HU with and to my baby even in those tired, weary, early weeks and so much more. I paid attention to my dreams and used those late night feedings awake with the baby as an opportunity to write them down and say, “Thank you.” The Prophet nudged me to speak up for myself and take care of myself. He encouraged me to step out of my comfort zone and join activities and social groups where I met wonderful, welcoming people in the community.

God responded by guiding and helping me daily. Life was enjoyable and not a struggle. I had faith in Him and in turn He helped me have faith in myself to keep going forward. I came out better than ever and feel I have a stronger and deeper relationship with the Prophet than I even had before. My life was good, but now I was appreciating it more. My sacred relationship with the Prophet makes my life abundant and it is continually growing.

Instead of spiraling down and retreating into depression like I had in the past, I stepped out, survived, and then thrived with my focus on God’s Love. Things were not distorted as they had been before in that same space and frame of mind because the Prophet helped me to see clearly from a higher view, as Soul. That higher view helped me to appreciate the gifts of God that were everywhere around me. My heart was open and filled with love, which gave me the opportunity to enjoy loving and caring for my family again. I allowed love in, so I could give it out to others, and was shown a deeper understanding of giving and receiving love. I am very thankful for the blessing to walk with the Prophet daily and to give and receive God’s Love. It has changed my life.

Written by Michelle Hibshman