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Personal Testimony of Azrael Ondi-Ahman

First printed in the “Pillars of Heaven” (1992), then edited for the “Song of God” (2008, 2015).


At my birth I was given the name of Archie Dean Wood, the second son of Janie Ruth Moody and Gene Wallace Wood, Sr. In 1979, at the age of thirty-one, I met the God of Heaven and was given a new name in the hope that I would choose from that sublime moment to rise above the ordinary and mundane, and take my rightful place beside all things eternal, wondrous and divine, and become “The Friend of God”. For it was God’s intent from the beginning that I should become “The Knower of Heavenly Things”; that receiving from God their divine mandate, I might give such sacred knowledge into the keeping of all their spiritual children through the writing of the sacred scriptures which are called by me, the Song of God.


It is in our early years that we often find the shadow of our present life shaped and molded. And so I will reveal a small part of my early life in the hope that it might explain just how I came to see God upon the mountain, and to speak face to face with the Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother of all mankind.


I was born on November 14, 1947, and from my infancy I was raised in a strict religious home. The first eight years of my formal education I received at a private religious school which was owned by the church next door. The name of the school was Lakeview Baptist School; and if my memory proves faithful, its address was 4001 Martin Street in San Antonio, Texas.


As a child I believe I was ordinary in every way but one, for I was often given to serious reflections on the subject of God and Man. What often emerged as a consequence was a long series of questions which often appalled my teachers and caused the local pastor, as well as my mother, to fear for my immortal soul.


Within a few years, I was regarded as a heretic, despite my young age; and no effort was spared in an attempt to correct me. However, while in every other area of childhood life I proved malleable and agreeable, when it came to my own developing beliefs concerning the nature of God and Man, I was intractable. After eight years of trying to amend my views on religion and theology, the local church and school authorities decided to leave me to myself.


It was no small achievement that by the age of nine, I had read the Bible in its entirety from cover to cover. When I was twenty-five years old, I had read the Bible completely through eleven times and I had memorized hundreds of verses. I did these things not because I believed in the Bible, but because I was eagerly, almost desperately seeking for God; and I had been assured by those who most devoutly believed that if I would study the Bible closely enough, I would be able to find him. Yet for all my efforts in seeking the God of holy writ, I was never able to find him fully, but did from time to time, catch faint glimpses of him.


Most often, however, I found the Bible to present a vast array of contradictions, absurdities and plain impossibilities which only left me confused and troubled about the nature and disposition of God. But then, I’m not alone in wondering how a loving God could be related to the angry, jealous God which often commanded the wholesale murder and extinction of whole races of people in the Old Testament.


Realizing that the Bible was incapable of revealing the true nature of God, I turned my attention to those truths which life, alone, could reveal; confident that by such a path I might secure some knowledge of its author. It was, therefore, at the young age of fifteen that I turned away from the dogmatic beliefs which were found at home and in church, and began to observe with keen interest the world around me.


After graduation from high school, I joined the army and soon found myself engaged in combat in the Republic of South Viet Nam. During this time of my life, I saw humankind at its very worst. In the crucible of war I witnessed for myself the great gap which often exists in what a man says he believes and what he actually does. For myself I found the war an anguish of the soul, and I sometimes wondered how a loving God could permit such tragedies to occur. As with a great many young men of that war, I was wounded in combat and spent a great deal of time recovering.


Toward the end of my military service, I joined the Mormon church. When my enlistment was ended I re-entered civilian life and soon married and began to raise a family. My reason for joining the Mormon church was simple from the outset; for I was led to believe that in a church which claimed to be led by true prophets and apostles, I would come to possess a true knowledge of God at last.


But as will so often happen in life, my hopes were soon to clash with reality, for once I became a member of the Mormon church I found out that what was expected of me was a rigid compliance to church authority. This, my friends and family assured me, was the greatest virtue a man could have. But, in truth, I had little of such virtue. I began to realize that the bad opinion of any church leader was likely to outweigh my own good opinions in the mind of the average Mormon churchgoer. It did not take long before I came to be viewed by church authorities as someone dangerous to the established order; and soon afterwards my family and friends began to criticize me for daring to challenge the doctrines of a church which they dearly loved. Yet, despite these things, my need to find God, to reach out and touch the eternal mind, to secure at last the benevolent attention of the Heavenly Father became more and more acute.


However, despite the sentiments of my heart, church officials - in conjunction with my friends and family - began to exert pressure against me in an effort to curb my inquiries regarding the relationship of God and Man, and of the church to God. The time eventually arrived when I could no longer endure the loneliness or the ridicule heaped upon me by those who professed the most to care about me; and seeing that I did not have it in me to abandon my efforts, I decided at last to forsake all else, even to the extent of offering up my own life if need be, in order that I might know God and commune with him face to face. Being thus resolved, I determined to go alone into the wilderness to see God or to die.


It was there, on the top of a high mountain located deep in the wilderness that an event occurred which was to change my life forever; an event so extraordinary, so wonderful and sublime in nature, that had I not experienced it for myself, I would not have endured the subsequent scorn, contempt, and persecution heaped upon me as a result of my testimony regarding it. For I state boldly and without hesitation that I saw God and that I spoke with the Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother of all mankind, face to face.


What follows is a true account of an event which has so shaped my life as to make it impossible that I should ever go back to being what I was in the past. On the date of June 19, 1979, I was alone in my prayers and meditations upon a high mountain deep in the Uinta Wilderness of Utah, when there suddenly appeared before me a gathering of light along a vertical plane. As the pillar of light grew in size and brightness, I rose from my place to gaze upon it; for I knew of no natural phenomenon which could account for it.


As the light continued to grow in brightness and intensity, it suddenly parted like the veils of some celestial curtain, revealing to my eyes the very God of Heaven who stood above me in the airs, and with him stood a host of angels, Cherubim and Seraphim. And there was beneath the feet of God a pavement of blue upon which he and the angels stood; and in this blue bright pavement I could clearly see a multitude of stars and swirling, spinning galaxies moving in their splendor and majesty. And there came out from the presence of God a great and shining light which blazed brighter than any light which I had seen before.


In all honesty, my first reaction to this divine event was one of sheer terror; for the image of God taught to me in the Baptist church I grew up in, and the God revealed to me in the pages of the Bible was that of a jealous God of wrath and judgment; a stern and uncompromising God who thought little of murdering an entire world in a global flood; and who easily murdered the first born of every man and beast in Egypt as a sign of his power in the days of Moses. And knowing that I was the most flawed and imperfect of men, and fearing the cruel judgments of such a biblical God, I immediately fell to my knees in trembling terror. But the true God of Heaven was only kind and filled with tender compassion, and seeing my fear and apprehension, and wishing only to set my heart at ease, God stooped down and lifted me off my knees, and in the kindest voice I’d ever heard, he spoke to me, saying:


“Greetings, fair son. For what cause have you sought me so earnestly these many years?”


How shall I describe the unspeakable wonder and awe which rushed over me in that moment? For here was that God which I had searched for all my life, and now the very realness of him and all his glory blazed down upon me and I was filled with the most overwhelming reverence. I knew then, in that sacred moment, that all which I had once before thought real, were in truth but shadows only; revealing in their dim forms the likeness of unseen things, even heavenly things.


But now God had spoken to me and I had no recourse but to answer him. And knowing that I was anxious to answer rightly and not amiss, God spoke again, saying:


“Do not be fearful, my son, any longer; for in me shall you find all tender affection. Speak then and hold not back, and I shall prove most gracious unto you. For I desire to give into your keeping a sure knowledge of heavenly things. Be not fearful, therefore, but believe only.”


When God had finished speaking, he reached out his hand and gently touched me, and immediately I was no longer apprehensive, but I was filled with peace instead.


And I spoke to God, saying:


“Are you truly God, even the Heavenly Father?”


And he answered me saying:


“Yes, my son, I am God, even the Heavenly Father. What seek you still?”


It was no surprise to me that God should know my heart so fully; for since my youth I had prayed to him daily, pouring out my soul to him for good or bad, revealing always my innermost thoughts. Again I spoke to God, saying:


“Heavenly Father, in my soul I am filled with questions. Yet above them all is this one most needful. If you then be both God and Father unto the children of men, have we not a Heavenly Mother also?”


And in that moment God smiled upon me, and immediately there fell from Heaven another great light, and in the light did I see descending a woman of such matchless beauty, such comely form, that I was speechless before her. She was clothed in robes of purest white, and there was upon her head a telephim trimmed in gold. And she came and stood beside the Father, and casting down upon me a gentle gaze, she said:


“Greetings, fair son, from me to thee.”


And God the Father spoke to me again, saying:


“Behold my own Beloved, even the Heavenly Mother, and know this thing for yourself; for even as you see before you the Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother, yet are we together made but one God unto the children of men. For even as a man and a woman are made one flesh in marriage, even so are we become as one God. Know then that whosoever shall pray unto the Father, even then shall the Mother hear also. And whosoever shall pray unto the Mother, even unto that child shall I attend with all gentle affection. For how shall you believe in the Father and not the Mother also? For together are we made as one God forever unto the children of men. Thus have we elected that you should be appointed to teach the children of men all those things which we shall reveal unto you from this day forth; and unto no other shall this power be given.


Go then unto the children of men and make known to them the hidden mystery of heavenly things. And though there should rise up against you all manner of false accusation and persecution, yet shall we remain faithful unto you, and in the bosom of our glory shall you ever find place.”


Such were the words which God first spoke to me upon the mountain, and although I continued in the presence of God for four days and three nights, I am unable to make known all the things which God taught me; for there is not room enough in so brief a testimony to contain them. But regardless of this, I do bear solemn witness that I saw God, and that I felt his hand upon me, and that I spoke with the Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother face to face. That so much animosity and persecution would result from my simply declaring this, would yet prove itself the case in the years that followed.


When I returned home to my family and friends, I immediately made known the wonderful things which had happened. And though some at first believed, most did not, but thought me deluded instead. But those which at first believed did so only because it proved in their minds that their church, the Mormon church, was true above all others. For was I not a member of their church? But when I told them that God had never once made mention of any church in my hearing, their belief in me soon faded. There were many which thought that I was just some innocent dupe who had been deceived by a devil which could easily appear as an angel of light. But then I realized that religious people will often give the devil more power to deceive them than they will give God the power to enlighten them. Instead of receiving my testimony with any feeling of joy and happy expectation, my account of what happened received the most bitter resentment and denunciation from those who claimed the loudest to believe in God. The thing I learned from this experience was that the majority of religious people will believe in their churches, or even in their Bibles more than they will believe in God.


Over the years since then, church officials have exerted great effort to discredit me; they have maligned my character and have questioned my sanity; they have gone out of their way to make my name the butt of ridicule and derision. To this day I am still victimized by the cruelest rumor and the most malicious gossip to be found in the religious community. I have been abandoned and rejected by those I once held close; I have endured the threats, the scorn and the contempt of strangers; I have been spit upon and slapped and even threatened with my own life.


For the sake of this testimony which you now read, I have been made to sacrifice all things. And though a hundred years should pass away, still would I be found declaring simply that I saw God and that I spoke with the Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother of all mankind face to face.


Since that day in June of 1979, I have stood in the presence of the Heavenly Father and the Heavenly Mother many times. I have conversed with angels; I have walked with God through the gardens and cities of Heaven; and I have witnessed for myself the gathering of the Seven Councils of Light. As a consequence of all these things, I was commissioned by God to write a new book of scriptures called the Song of God.


Yet how is a person to know if I have spoken the truth regarding my testimony of God? To answer this I would place before the reader these four considerations.


First: The simple fact that I have remained faithful to my testimony of having seen God and of having spoken face to face with the Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother of all mankind. And like most people, I do not believe that anyone would endure such hardships for the sake of perpetuating a lie.

Second: It has been stated that one can know a tree by the manner of fruit it produces: good fruit from a good tree, and bad fruit from a bad tree. After all, a thorn bush will not produce apples. In similar fashion I have also produced a certain kind of fruit, namely a new book of scriptures which I claim boldly to have come from God. May I, therefore, most humbly encourage you to read and examine this fruit and decide for yourself whether or not it comes from God; for in its pages you will hear your Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother calling out to you to believe, that you might know at last the joy and mystery of heavenly things. It is a foolish man, indeed, who will call evil a tree whose fruit he’s never tasted.

Third: Examine next the feelings and emotions of your own heart as you read the Song of God. For as you touch the beauty of God, do you feel refreshed, enlightened, joyful? Do you feel stirring within you the ineffable wonder of something eternal? Does your spirit leap within you, saying: “This is it! This is what I’ve been looking for all my life!”


I once asked God by what means would people be able to know that the Song of God was true. He smiled at me and told me that in the shadow of beauty, the truth of God is revealed.


As you read this new book of scriptures you will not only find the beauty of God, but you will see at last the beauty of yourselves; and the truth of God and Heaven will spring up within you in a never ending stream of joy and wonder.


Fourth: Finally, as you read this new book of scriptures, do you feel the witness of the Holy Spirit? For I tell you most sincerely that the Holy Spirit is your Heavenly Mother, and she desires above all else to awaken you and to bring you back to a clear remembrance of who you truly are. For you are the sons and daughters of God. Your heavenly parents have not forgotten you, but seek eagerly to draw you back to themselves through the pages of the Song of God, that you might never again feel lost or forgotten.


Consider then these four things. And if you desire truly to know God, then apply yourself with diligence to the study of the Song of God. For I bear solemn witness that I spoke face to face with your Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother, and even now do they await eagerly to attend you.


Azrael Ondi-Ahman