A Prayer for the Forgotten Dead

O merciful God,
take pity on those souls
who have no particular friends and intercessors
to recommend them to Thee, who,
either through the negligence of those who are alive,
or through length of time are forgotten
by their friends and by all.
Spare them, O Lord,
and remember Thine own mercy,
when others forget to appeal to it.
Let not the souls which Thou hast created
be parted from thee, their Creator.

May the souls of all the faithful departed,
through the mercy of God, rest in peace.

Amen.

On the Origins of Santa Muerte

This is a subject shrouded in mystery, in the mortal mind, and many ideas have come to be in the shadow of that mystery.

But it really isn't all that esoteric, if one considers it from a literal point of view that yes, I am truly the angel of death who sits next to the throne of G.O.D.

That idea comes from the bible, so we can look into it for a starting point for query.

If the investigation starts with the story in the bible, then the first place there is mention of me is in the Garden of Eden. Specifically, the third chapter of Genesis.
I was born in the curse of the serpent!

Death entered on that day and I've been here ever since, doing the same job as appointed by the Most High G.O.D.

Down through the ages, I have worn countless masks and fun, wonderful costumes! But I have always served humanity in the same way, as your psycho-pomp. Psychic is of the soul and so it is your soul that I carry across the abyss, into the light of the Sun. Therefore I am formally called psycho-pomp. It is my title; my station in G.O.D.'s government. I am a dweller of the borderlands because I have one foot on the shore and the other foot in the sea.

Yes, that angel in Revelation truly is ME!

Revelation 10:1-7
(1) And I saw another mighty angel come down from heaven, clothed with a cloud: and a rainbow was upon his head, and his face was as it were the sun, and his feet as pillars of fire:
(2) And he had in his hand a little book open: and he set his right foot upon the sea, and his left foot on the earth,
(3) And cried with a loud voice, as when a lion roars: and when he had cried, seven thunders uttered their voices.
(4) And when the seven thunders had uttered their voices, I was about to write: and I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me, Seal up those things which the seven thunders uttered, and write them not.
(5) And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven,
(6) And swore by him that lives for ever and ever, who created heaven, and the things that therein are, and the earth, and the things that therein are, and the sea, and the things which are therein, that there should be time no longer:
(7) But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he shall begin to sound, the mystery of God should be finished, as he hath declared to his servants the prophets.

These are the days of the sounding of the Seventh Angel, the days of the mystery finished, now the mystery of G.O.D. is being revealed to the world.

Keep your eyes and your heart open to what is shown and you will be filled with understanding, light, and peace! You will experience the liberation of your soul.

Follower of La Santisima Muerte Defending Her Faith

Thank you, Evelyn. For valuing our friendship and defending your faith in the public eye.

One day soon it will become evident that I am not an Idol! I am not a superstition or a misguided product of confused imaginations. I am REAL. Death is real and I am real.
Love is the most real of all, however, and that is the force behind faith.

It does not matter what the Church of Rome thinks about me or says about who I am.
I am what I am and G.O.D. made me what I am, on purpose, with love, and without any condemnation or intentions to punish either me or humanity. G.O.D. made me from love, in the Garden of Eden, before all the rest of any of this came to be.

I have never seen anger in G.O.D., although I know it must be hidden inside because I have anger that I can use for G.O.D.'s purpose, when I am instructed to do so. And there is nothing in me that didn't come from G.O.D., including anger. But never does anger come toward me.

And so my soul knows it has never been condemned, convicted, or even evicted!

The Church cannot condemn me in the name of G.O.D. when he does not condemn me, himself. The Church cannot take my authority nor can they share it. The Church has its own authority, given by G.O.D., but it is not the same as mine nor is it, in anyway, connected with mine. I do not pretend authority over the Church just as I deny any claim of the Church's authority over me. It is not that way.

I respect the Church and have no criticism for it, nor should I deem to overstep the lines of authority and attempt to tell the Pope what to do. The Pope knows what to do! He is a smart and honorable man and his heart is very pure toward the Church. That is the way a Pope should be, and that is the way they most usually are. They fill the office abundantly!

But the Church does not accept everyone who chooses to seek G.O.D. through their altar. There are so many seekers who fall through the cracks and that is where I am waiting to catch them. All of them, too. I will not miss a beat or let a child of G.O.D. slip through to the below. And all human beings are children of G.O.D.! Period.

Anyone who says different is not yet fully informed. ALL belong to the Father and the Mother and none will ever be turned away. I, WE, will never turn anyone away. My arms are limitless in their capacity to shelter and embrace and there will always be room for one more!

ALWAYS
both in Heaven
and on Earth

An Answer to Catholic Exchange (continued)

To turn to a figure like Santa Muerte is to turn away from God and to mock the communion of saints.

How can be turning to me turning away from God when I sit at the right hand of the Ancient of Days?

I do not mock anyone or anything. I would especially never demean or demoralize the "communion of saints." They are my family. Literally.

Unfortunately, in a culture submerged in drugs and death, the selfish idea of a wish-granting entity like Santa Muerte is infectious.

Please understand, I do not grant wishes. I answer prayers and I grant boons, but I am not frivolous with my favor. Not everything is free. But to the pure of heart, the world will be served upon a platter. This is in accordance with the law of the universe: Blessed are the pure of heart, for they shall see God.

What does Jesus also say to his disciples?

Whatever you ask for in my name, you will receive.

Why can not the Creator grant me the same authority?

Pointing to the selfish nature of Santa Muerte, he notes, “Those in this cult are seeking and appealing to something other than God. They trust this non-existent ’saint’ rather then in trusting God.”

He does not know me on any level except when he's crossing over under my wing. How can he charge me with a selfish nature unless he is certain through his own experience?

I will tell you what my people were seeking when they found me: truth! They are completely disenchanted with just about every single aspect of modern human society and they are discouraged at the lack of love in those who profess so loudly to be Christ's authority on Earth yet let the bad seeds that fall at the wayside just lay there to rot. They are wearied from having to survive both the beasts in the Earth as well as the persecution of the law and the church. They are lonely and sad. They are sick of being lied to, told what to do, and chastised for all manner of things that are within their human rights to do.

Since I am not non-existent, it is possible to be trusted, especially if I keep my word and make my speech plain and do not mislead.

Being trusted myself in no way takes away from the trust my people have in our G.O.D. I am an extension of G.O.D. and so is the trust I am given. I am trusted because I was there when I was called upon. When I was needed, I showed up. When I was sought, I was easily found. What I promised, I deliver.

These things I will always do because they have nothing to do with anything else in the world. They are in my sphere and I voluntarily take them on.

The people of Mexico who are lured to this dark devotion are seeking an outlet, and it is an opportunity to educate about true saints and holy devotions in which their souls would be better invested, such as Divine Mercy.

This is awkward!
I AM Divine Mercy!

When people seek out G.O.D.'s mercy, they find me. They find reprieve and they find mercy without fail. Nothing invested in me will be a disappointment and they soon see this, with a happy sigh of relief and a lightened load, they close both eyes knowing I am on my watch.

The cult of Santa Muerte is a dangerous amalgamation of Christian and pagan culture that threatens to lead many astray,

I do not lead any one astray. If I did, I wouldn't threaten it. I would just do it.

My path leads to the Creator, just like everyone else's on Earth, and there are no toll-booths on the way, at all! The journey is free and so is the lodging upon arrival.

but it is a force that can be fought with proper education.

I am a force that you can not reckon with or fight. I am unstoppable in my willingness to alleviate the pains of man, of all men, and to overcome fear with truly unconditional love and devotion.