PERSONAL STORIES: How my life has changed since finding the Marvelous Work and a Wonder® and The Humanity Party®

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  1. NOTE: As I write this (May 2, 2019), some twelve-ish years later, I find my memory of events and the timeline they belong to, have diminished, greatly, since I first learned of this “work”.

    Sometime in the summer of 2007 (May, I think), I received an email blast from the local leadership of the church I currently belong to. At the top of the message was an ad with a link, which piqued my curiosity, although I was quite incredulous at what was being advertised—a chance to read the lost Book of Lehi!

    With feelings of a mix of mockery, apprehension and an opportunity to be entertained, I clicked on the link. I was led to a website that advertised that the sealed two-thirds portion of The Book of Mormon had recently been translated and was available to read, for free. Besides The Sealed Portion, there were many other things to peruse and so, with GREAT SKEPTICISM, I began to consume the contents of the website.

    I could find no way, other than to simply say, “This is all so stupid and ridiculous and the people behind this are off on another planet,” to discount the things I was reading! I could find no logical way to discount them!

    Over the next few weeks (almost a month, I think), I consumed various texts, including The Sealed Portion and began to notice that despite my intellectual “resistance”, a process which I initially wasn’t aware of, began to work “behind the scenes” and things I had never thought of, began to pop into my mind that seemed to make sense!

    I don’t remember when I finished The Sealed Portion a few weeks after I had been led to the website, but it brought me to a crossroads where I was faced with an existential dilemma, of which I have no desire to expound upon at this point. Suffice it to say that at that time, I “abandoned” any further reading of the materials on this website and began working on “undoing” what had been done to me, on a very deep level and “regaining” my “testimony” of the church and its gospel and teachings. It took me a few years, but I was fairly successful at returning to “business as usual” and continuing on, in my life’s pursuits.

    NOTE: At this point, I must interject; writing is very difficult for me. I do not verbally speak, the same way that I write and it takes me forever to compose anything on paper or a digital display, so despite my desire to share as many details as possible, I likely won’t, because of the great amount of time and effort it takes, just to compose a mere sentence, sometimes. (I never got good grades in English classes, before I graduated high school and its curriculum was not a part of the nine credits I acquired in the brief time I attended community college.)

    From 2007 to 2010 (I think?), a “background process” had been churning away in my mind about existential things—almost as if pieces of a super-huge puzzle were slowly being put into place, even though I had abandoned this logically-undeniable work.

    Between 2010-ish and 2012-ish, I felt “compelled” to seek out or “return” to this work, read some more of its website’s materials and began listening to and watching the various internet broadcasts it produced over the next few years.

    In a nutshell, the MWAW has provided me with a makes-perfect-sense-understanding of human existence and its purpose here upon this earth. Unlike most followers of this work, I have chosen to continue down the same path I was traveling before I came across it.

    Sadly, my almost-lifelong career and the numberless associations it has given me with a vast variety of other humans and their behaviors, has led me to believe there is no hope for this “group” of humans residing in this “part of the Universe” and that we will eventually destroy ourselves along with this planet. Therefore, I have not found it necessary, prudent or expedient to do or say those things that would otherwise disrupt the lives of those with whom I associate on a daily, intimate and close basis, were they to learn of my belief system and determine me to be a heretic or insane. My outlook is quite simply: in another trillion years, NONE of it will have mattered, anyway.

    While I believe the REAL TRUTHs taught by this work this past year and probably wouldn’t have it any other way, now that I know what I know,…

    Overall, I still regret on a daily—sometimes hourly basis, having been born and being in the position I am in, now. Knowing the truth of our human existence only brings me heartache, despair and frustration and I long for the day when I depart this body I have occupied since 1961.

  2. Aprovecho este  espacio que nos dan y quiero presentarme mi nombre es Nayelit Viveros Flores ( mejor conocida como Paintings Ayelit que mas adelante dare a conocer porque le quite la primera letra a mi nombre real ) soy de la ciudad de México de un pequeño municipio  llamado Atlixco del Estado de Puebla  al lado de un volcán llamado popocatepetl donde vivo junto con mi esposo e hijo y disfruto de lo que más me gusta entre otras cosas es pintar.

    quiero empezar a decir que todo empezó siendo yo la hija menor de mis padres estando criada en la iglesia católica principalmente por mi madre que era la que siempre quiso que yo estuviera encaminada hacia las cosas de Dios que para mi nunca estuve convencida que todo lo que conocia de dios fuera de la manera que me estaban enseñando y teniendo mis dudas muchas veses esperando encontrar la verdad real por algún lado sin llegar hasta ese momento y así transcurrió un periodo en el que seguí mi vida con momentos buenos y malos y muchas veses pensando que esta vida sólo era un sueño y que en algún momento me iba a despertar en otra  vida o en otro momento de mi existir y realmente en ese momento estar en mi verdadera realidad real y no estaba lejos de saber algún día que así es. Y bueno hasta llegar al momento que a los 18 años me “case” por así decirlo porque nunca lo hice legalmente con mi primera pareja teníendo a nuestra única hija y que a la edad de 2 años perdió a su padre por un accidente en donde el falleció, y así fue que tiempo después en 2004 conocí al que ahora es mi esposo y al poco tiempo nos casamos esta vez si legalmente y  tiempo despues tuvimos a nuestro hijo, mi esposo ya era miembro sud cuando lo conocí, el muchas veses me platico sobre lo que hacían y creían en su religión y aúnque me llamaba la atención algunas cosas sobre su religión yo me negaba a conocer más y a algún día bautizarme con los mormones y así tratando de respetar lo que el  creía en ese momento y pasando por muchas épocas malas y también buenas llegó el momento que mi esposo organizo un encuentro con las misioneras para yo poder tomar las charlas hasta ese momento sin saber lo que me esta esperando en la vida.

    Y así yo sin poder salirme de ese compromiso acepte escuchar a las misioneras y tratando de saber más y más acepte pensando erróneamente que esta vez si sería lo correcto y lo que yo buscaba pensando que era la verdad equivocadamente me bautice en la iglesia sud (No recuerdo fechas exactas no soy buena para acordarme) y aceptando todo lo dicho ahí buscando una felicidad y establecimiento firme . Y así empezó mi proceso en la iglesia sud mormona estando como 3 meses o 4 activa después de mi ingreso y ser miembro de la iglesia sud y después inactivandome como 1 año por cambio de casa y ya no pertenecer al barrio en el que me sentía a gusto dejamos de ir.

    Y continuando mi vida en esta tierra regresamos a la iglesia sud mi esposo y yo junto con mi hijo menor por la razón de tener problemas buscando otra vez en la iglesia la respuestas cuando no estaban ahí pero tratando de seguir supuestamente el camino correcto hacia la santidad y así transcurrieron 3 años más estando activos y entregando con todas nuestras fuerzas trabajo  y diezmos generosos a la iglesia sud empecé desempeñandome como secretaria de la sociedad de socorro de mi barrio de ahí vieron que le echaba muchas ganas y me dieron después el llamamiento de secretaria de la sociedad de socorro a nivel estaca dando todo en mi llamamiento dinero , tiempo y talentos a los casi 2 años de servicio  la presidenta pidió mi relevo como secretaria de la sociedad de socorro de estaca y así regresando a mi barrio nuevamente y llamada hacer una de las maestras de la primaria en ese tiempo estaba en la preparación de mi sellamiento en el templo que como dato curioso el que diseñó mi vestido del templo le puso nombre al vestido y le puso si, le puso Ayelit por eso tome la idea de ponerme ese nombre en fecebook yo se que es algo loco pero bueno eso ya pasó.

    Y bueno pues fue en ese lapso de tiempo que fue en el momento  que preparando mi clase para la primaria que a  principios del año 2015 buscando en la wep algo que Me sirviera para mi clase de la primaria vi que decía ” la porción sellada ” y bueno inmediatamente la descargue y guarde para leerla más adelante y bueno pues como era de esperarse sólo una que otra vez le eche un vistazo y empecé a leer y a ver unos videos de Christopher aunque claro a veses estaba confundida pero  después me fui a lo que escribió Christopher sobre lo que le había dicho a la iglesia sud y me pareció muy interesante pero me negue a creer lo que leia pero seguía metida ahí en las cosas de la iglesia y lo dejé ahí guardado cuando para el mes de septiembre – octubre del mismo año del 2015 nuestro vecino y hermano de la iglesia que sólo diré su apellido “Arteaga” empezó hacer más amistad con mi esposo y que yo, algunas  veses escuche sus pláticas y después empecé a unirme a ellas empezó a platicarnos que el también habia descubierto el trabajo de nuestro mensajero y seguimos en la busqueda y se abrieron nuestro ojos  y ahí fue donde para el mes de noviembre empecé a leer de lleno la porción sellada y empezamos a investigar sobre el trabajo de la mwaw y de ahí me di cuenta lo equivocada que había estado yo y así seguí hasta terminar, aún estaba llendo a la iglesia pero para enero del 2016 yo estaba dejando la iglesia por completo y siguiendo los pasos de Christopher al igual que mi esposo y nuestro amigo y parte de su familia a pesar de lo que los mormones pudieran hablar de nosotros, abandonamos la iglesia y empezamos a conocer la verdad real y a nuestro verdadero mensajero y no necesito conocerlo personalmente para saber que el es la persona correcta a seguir lo trasmite y se puede sentir que no miente es real y se siente muy fuerte la verdad que trasmite , y lo busque por fecebook y  por la página de la mwaw y lo encontré, si  encontre la perla de gran precio que siempre siento que estuve buscando.

    Y aquí estoy y así es como este gran trabajo ha cambiado nuestras vidas y hoy tratando de acomodar y ajustarla a lo que nuestro mensajero nos a dicho y siendo libres completamente y apoyando a humanity party y la mwaw.

    Sólo resta decir y no quiero dejarlo pasar que  quiero agradecer a Christopher por venir  y aceptar ser nuestro mensajero en este tiempo y darnos esa luz y conocimiento que alguna vez buscamos donde nunca iba a existir y gracias a esto he podido experimentar esa fuerza, paz y gozo que ningún Dios fuera de mi puede darme sólo por medio de mi verdadero ser en mi, gracias Christopher por existir.

    P.D Ser libre no es para cualquiera.  Hay que tener coraje de quedar mal con mucha gente, despedirse de otros y estar listo para ser odiado

    1. Hermosa.

      1. Gracias 😊 aún no puedo creer que conozco a un verdadero mensajero esto para mi es maravilloso

      2. Muchas gracias por leer mi historia 😀

  3. tanyadevany

    I was born into the LDS (Mormon) faith. When I was seven I decided to read some of my Book of Mormon for the first time. I took it into an empty room, and as I opened the pages, I had the most extraordinary feeling. It was strong – a strong, incredible feeling that what I was doing was good and right. Far stronger than any subsequent feeling I would later come to be taught was from the Holy Ghost.
    I assumed that if the book of scripture the LDS used was good and right, then the church must be too.

    I became very faithful and dedicated to the LDS church. As an adult I tried to “magnify every calling” (go the second mile on every church assignment or commandment we had, as they taught us to to do), and developed a chronic illness from the stress this caused.

    I never doubted the church, although I had many questions because some things didn’t make any sense. It upset me a great deal that we seemed to have so many advantages over others – there were just millions of us LDS, and yet billions of our spiritual brothers and sisters. Yet we were taught that only we could get into the highest part of Heaven, and only we had the extra help to make us want to.
    I didn’t like this doctrine.
    The only thing I could think of to make this fair, was to convert everyone! And I obviously couldn’t do that, so this added to my stress. No other members I spoke to seemed concerned about this, which made me feel the responsibility even more.

    I began to have more questions. I did what I was taught to do when we have questions: I searched, pondered, prayed. A few times I asked other LDS members for their thoughts, but they’d look at me like a rebel for questioning things, so I learned not to do that. My husband hated deep thinking and would change the subject whenever I asked him anything, so I rarely asked him either. But for over a year I really hounded the Lord with my questions, and pondered deeply and with much frustration that I wasn’t getting anywhere. I prayed in the Celestial room (considered by the LDS as the most holy part of the temple, where you’re more likely to get answers from the Lord). I prayed (at home) daily with perfect faith, I kept the commandments. And yet I got nothing! I worried I’d wearied the Lord with all my pestering for so long.
    But he promised!
    Several scriptures promised me that if I asked in faith, the Lord would answer.
    So I carried on.

    I went through a period of really homing in on my humanity. I became better at empathising with others’ difficult situations. I fine-tuned myself, and then my stress for the disadvantaged became really awful. How could a loving Heavenly Father allow this world to be like this!

    Then one day, out of the blue, my husband asked if I would like a blessing. He gave it to me, and I was told two notable things. First – I was about to receive a significant improvement in my health. (What my husband didn’t know was that the previous day, I’d discovered something that I knew was going to dramatically improve the autoimmune disease I’d developed as a result of all the stress I’d been through. And yes, by the end of that week – just days after being given this blessing – I was dramatically improving.)
    And the second thing I was told was that the Lord was grateful for my questions (which my husband had no idea about), and that I was about to receive the wisdom I was looking for.

    Within a fortnight I did a Google search to see what Joseph Smith said about past lives. I’m not sure how Christopher’s testimony of seeing Joseph in the Salt Lake Temple came up from this search, but that’s what I found. Of course I’d been well trained by the LDS church not to read anything anti-Mormon, but the way it was written sounded so much like what Joseph Smith wrote in the 1800s, I got straight on my knees and prayed to know if it was ok for me to read this. For the second time in my life, I felt that extraordinary, strong, incredible feeling that something was good and right. Nothing at all like the feelings I was taught were from the Holy Ghost.

    I read Christopher’s testimony. I was bowled over, but I knew he knew something special. I read the Sealed Portion, and was further bowled over, many times.
    But it made sense.
    It was kinder and more logical than what I was taught in church. I had to re-train my brain many times, to get rid of my former beliefs. It was hard. But it was good.

    After reading the Sealed Portion twice, I realised how incredibly judgmental I’d been as a Mormon. I’d felt like a very righteous person, and yet I had judged so much!
    I also realised how very equal I was to every single other person on this earth. I had thought that I already knew that. But it wasn’t until after reading this book that I truly realised it. I had told myself I viewed everyone as equal, but had still gone around feeling middle class, and blessed above others for keeping commandments.

    Once the Sealed Portion taught me about the three humanity types, I saw people in a completely different way. I’d always viewed my sister as someone who was bad, because she wanted to be served, and didn’t want to serve others. I now knew this was another way I’d been judging. I realised the way I’d always felt righteous for serving, was simply me doing exactly what my sister was doing – we were both doing what it took for us to be happy. I truly was no better.
    It hurt my ego to realise this, but I loved it!
    It was far kinder and more beautiful than anything I’d ever been taught.
    I stopped looking down on my sister for being who she was.

    I read every other book Christopher had on his site. I read all day long while my children were in school, barely doing anything else. I just couldn’t get enough. It was the most exciting thing I’d ever known. I suppose marvellous, and a wonder.

    Light after light lit for me.
    I stopped stressing about how we were going to afford a bigger house – we didn’t need one.
    I stopped worrying about any worldly successes. Ahh – the sweet relief!
    I finally understood the scripture that says we should take on the yoke of the Lord, for the yoke of the Lord is easy and his burden is light! (Matt 11:29-30, New Testament)
    I stopped wearing clothes that made me look more well off than others. I’d been walking around creating inequality everywhere I went! I’d always avoided extravagant clothes, but once I understood why this was bad, I realised I was still part of the problem.
    I realised that dressing in an even more humble way made less well-off people feel ‘safer’ around me. I was one of them.
    Equal.
    My clothing no longer causes the knee-jerk reactions that people have (such as anger, bitterness, inferiority), when they feel inferior.

    I’m teaching my family why it’s a kind idea to do the same. It’s hard to do without contradicting their religious leaders, and while respecting their free agency. But we’ve had some success!

    I became more compassionate, even though I’d thought I always had been. I realised that many of the things I’d done as a religious person to try to convert people and help them, had actually been terribly unkind and controlling.
    I no longer accept any teaching on blind faith, including Christopher’s. My “kingdom of God is within”. I “trust not the arm of flesh” (i.e. the power of man, 2 Nephi 4:34, Book of Mormon).
    Christopher has taught some things I couldn’t get for a while. I did not blindly accept them, but continued to try to understand them.
    When I finally understood them, I realised I loved them.

    I realised what brainwashing was, and stopped doing it to my children. I’d used a lot of manipulative language to get them to accept without questioning what I thought the Lord wanted them to. I now teach them to question everything, including me. Their “kingdom of God is within”, too.
    Unfortunately half of my children will no longer listen to much that I say, as in their view I left the only true church, so must have some kind of spiritual defect.
    It is my fault they won’t listen – I brainwashed them well. It causes much distress to me that I damaged my children this way. Religion damaged my children. It’s like smoking – it’s a wonderful thing to quit, but some damage is already done.

    But I finally understand Christ’s gospel, not the one my former religion had replaced it with. The Code of Humanity. I LOVE it.

  4. tanyadevany

    I had a bit of trouble logging in – can you confirm if you received my comment a few minutes ago?

    1. tanyadevany

      It obviously isn’t here, when this comment is, so it looks like I’ve lost it. It was quite long and just how I wanted it – is there any software or tech you have that can find it? Just checking before I kick myself VERY hard and
      start again.

  5. Reynaldo Gutlay

    I’m active member of the church of Jesus Christ of latter days saints,I was baptized on January 30 1986 with my family,we have 5 children all boys,3 of them served in Cagayan d Oro mission Philippines,one in Bacolod mission Philippines, the youngest in Olongapo Philippines mission,we are full tith payer,we are sealed in Philippines Manila temple 1987 April 24, served deferent calling 4x branch president,I want to serve the Lord with all my heart.but I have some questions about fast offering on how they administered to the poor and inactive members, my question is these is the true church that I’m belong? they teach about the great commandments but they don’t know how to help the poor and the needy.one Sunday my friend told me about the sealed book by Christopher nemelka,he said if you want to read this book search in the internet.so I search in the you tube I found the story of ida Smith she was excommunicated by the churchin short , I read the sealed book, secret not secret, the true identity of Joseph Smith,I found out that Brigham Young no authority from God.how many years the LDS church teach my family false doctrine.by the way thanks to the LDS church for many years that we are blinded by there teaching.for now there’s another tomorrow the light that shine on our way the books by Christopher nemelka. thanks sir the last massager of the world.

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