Your Magnificent Majesty, King of Heaven, Master of the World, and Distinguished Lord of Unbelievable Greatness and Inconceivable Preeminence,

It is my privilege to recount the progress, and some of the history, of your favored children, those you refer to lovingly as the "Lambs of the Lord." Words fail me! All my learning, given by your glorious hand unto me, is inadequate to describe the accomplishments and triumphs of your kids, affectionately referred to in the remainder of this chronicle as, your kids, Jesus's kids. In a series of letters, over the coming temporal periods, I will report some of their marvelous tales and sing their praises and, of course, not neglecting to praise your Esteemed and Radiant Self.

IN 64 C.E.:
Your kids, from the beginning, realized it would be a monumental struggle. The pagan religions, were worshipping "other goddesses and gods." Those disreputable deities from the south side of Heaven. And, although the Hebrews revered El, your aspect as Heavenly Father, they still included the despicable Asherah, Queen of Heaven. Circumstances appeared quite bleak for your kids. However, as my letters will disclose, they came through with streaming colors.

As you must remember and be well aware, the Great Mother, unwilling to sanction her annulment from your illustrious self, was in her glory. Proclaiming that she brought forth all the Gods, created the earth, and all living things on the earth, she was flaunting it in our faces. Everything was serene in Her lexicon and with her subjects, nor did she neglect showing off her conceit before the Heavenly Host.

What was amazing, at least to me, is that her followers found consolation for the hardships of life in impassioned singing, frenzied dancing, and uninhibited sexual ecstasy. Sex, can you imagine, they actually enjoyed that disgusting, animal ritual a ritual you provided for the sole purpose of allowing mortals to replenish the earth. They made a pleasure out of it. Found it gratifying, thrilling, and often, as unbelievable as it may sound, sought it out for no other purpose than recreation. Consequently, They loved the Magna Mater, worshiped Her, adored Her, and glorified the virtues of Her Womb. It was as if moments of ecstasy, exhilaration, and euphoria, were the beginning and end of life, the purpose for existence. Her expectations of Her children were so jaded that sorrow, grief, and misery were only moderate. Thankfully, your kids soon took care of these disgusting problems. The Goddess would be pulled from her throne, suffering would be ubiquitous and intensified, and sex for pleasure would become a mortal sin punishable by hellfire and damnation for all eternity.

Your kids, vaingloriously perceiving they had discovered the one true God, God of Gods, supreme above all other Gods, defamed, disparaged, and decried any other faith. Can they be faulted for their desecration of the icons of other religions? Vandalism, in the service of the most high, is arguably a virtue. And if your kids refused to participate in the military or accept employment in civil service, is not the call of the Lord more meaningful than that of Mammon? And when some of your kids were a little zealous, brutalizing and occasionally killing followers of the Mother, should they not have been forgiven, their transgressions overlooked? But no, they were sent to the arena to die like common criminals. What had they done to deserve being presented before lions, or burnt at the stake? A few of your kids, with youthful exuberance and enthusiastic rapture, had slaughtered a few pagans. Did Emperor Nero need to issue an order proclaiming Christians refusing to acknowledge other Roman religions guilty of insurrection? Did he expect your kids to live harmoniously with the disciples of pagan religions?

Your kids, Warriors for Christ, were not one whit gentler with other Christian cults, the Montanists, the Gnostics, the Donatists. These were heretical cults, betraying you with pacifism and a desire to live and let live. Was it not clever when your kids pointed to those gentler religions, claiming love, sweetness, and gentleness were at the heart of Christianity? Free then to commit atrocity after atrocity, while asserting that "true" Christians didn't do such things, they eagerly attacked those same "true" Christians. What chutzpah! How proud you must be. Surely their scheming and intrigue exceed your wildest hopes for them..

Yes, I suppose one must admit that Nero was shrewd, requiring suspected Christians to "burn incense to other Gods." Some, false Christians, contending you were supreme, the overgod, were willing to show respect for other spiritual traditions. But, not your kids! They were devoted, demonstrating neither respect for other religions, nor toward the devotees of those religions. M'lord, their love of you was so paramount, not much room remained in their hearts for loving their own kind, or even to love themselves. You are God, the One, the Only, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Your devoted children would lie for you, steal for you, vandalize for you, and kill for you; and have frequently done so. Is it any wonder they refused to betray you by "burning incense" in respect for other Gods? As I pen these words, tears of jubilation roll down my cheeks. All praise to Jesus's kids. Where would we be without them?

Subsequently your kids were outlawed and held accountable. The punishment for criminal activity was death in the arena. Refusing conscription, government employment in any form, and to honor the eclectic beliefs in the Roman Empire, they were burned at the stake or thrown to the lions. Oh Lord, most high and noble, my unworthy eyes filled with blissful and copious tears, my heart soared to undreamt of heights. When your kids, without the slightest shred of evidence, in complete and total faith, spit in the face of the Captain of Arms I swooned with heavenly ecstasy.

Consider the plight of the Gnostic Christians who, esteeming their lives and the lives of others, failed you. Holding it was right and proper to question church authority, spiritual as well as temporal, how did they expect their bishops to survive? When asked to "burn incense" did they refuse? No! When your kids were tearing down idols and icons, were they there? No! When your kids battered and cudgeled pagans and heretics, did they participate? No! They were peace loving simpletons. Knowing full well the Romans were heathens, barbarians, and idol worshippers they did nothing, caused no disruption, and Rome sent them not into the arena. Shameless, they lived in harmony with the populace of Rome. Had the Gnostics prevailed, or even the Montantists, the entire world would still be worshipping a multitude of deities and quite likely living in unproductive reconciliation.

Praise in the Highest,
Eternally, your Faithful Servant,
Archangel Ariel Ramadan Cardova