Knowledge, Ascent, and Restoration

Knowledge, Ascent, and Restoration: A Reflection from the Gospel of Truth

Inspired by The Gospel of Truth: "For this reason Jesus appeared. He took that book as his own. He was nailed to a cross. He affixed the edict of the Father to the cross. Oh, such great teaching! He abases himself even unto death, though he is clothed in eternal life. Having divested himself of these perishable rags, he clothed himself in incorruptibility, which no one could possibly take from him. Having entered into the empty territory of fears, he passed before those who were stripped by forgetfulness, being both knowledge and perfection, proclaiming the things that are in the heart of the Father, so that he became the wisdom of those who have received instruction.”

This is the teaching of the one who entered the silence. He did not come to conquer, but to call. He did not wear robes of power, but rags of mortality. And in shedding them, he clothed himself in incorruptibility, not as armor, but as essence.

He took the book. Not the book of law, but the book of living memory. He affixed the edict of the Father to the cross, so that suffering itself might become a scroll, and death a doorway.

On the Territory of Fears

He entered the empty territory of fears, not to escape them, but to pass before those who had been stripped by forgetfulness.

He became both knowledge and perfection, not as possession, but as proclamation. He spoke the things that are in the heart of the Father, not as doctrine, but as recognition. On the Book of the Living

Those who are to be taught are not filled from the outside. They learn for themselves, receiving instruction from the Father as memory, not mandate.

They are inscribed in the book of the living, not by merit, but by name. And the name is not given by man, but pronounced by the Father.

To be named is to be known. To be known is to be called. To be called is to ascend.

On Knowledge and Ascent

He who has knowledge draws what is his to himself. He does not grasp, he remembers. He does not climb, he returns.

Ignorance is not sin, it is deficiency. It is the absence of what makes one whole. And the Father, who retained perfection in himself, offers it not as reward, but as restoration.

On the Sound of the Name

Those whose names were known first are called last, for the last shall be first in recognition.

He who has not heard his name remains in forgetfulness. He has no sound, for he has not been spoken.

But he who is called hears, replies, and turns. He ascends, not by effort, but by echo.

He knows what he is called. He knows whence he came and whither he goes. He is like one who was drunk, and has come to himself.

He restores what is his own. He turns many from error. He goes before them to their own places, places they departed from when they erred in the depth of the One who surrounds every place, yet is surrounded by none.

On the Orchard of the Named

Let your orchard be a book. Let each tree bear a name. Let the pond reflect the edict. Let the turtles bask in incorruptibility.

Plant not for beauty alone, but for remembrance. Design not for function alone, but for ascent.

And when the wind moves through the cherry blossoms, let it be the whisper of the Father, pronouncing names long forgotten, calling the living to return.