I am blessed to teach weekly a 3rd grade Sunday School class. The class is engaging and rewarding. Each week I begin the class by asking the students to share how they turn to God in prayer for their daily challenges. Their answers and openness are fantastic and full of examples of God’s ever present care for all kinds of things.
This past week, after our sharing, we began our bible lesson by counting the number of times the word love was mentioned in our opening texts from the weekly bible lesson that we recite during the beginning of Sunday School. It was a fun exercise and it allowed me to ask them to be specific about how Love can impact them on a daily basis.
Amazingly, we discovered the word eighteen different times in just a few short citations from the King James version of the Bible.
After the hunt for love, I began our class discussion by asking each student to compose a Love sentence that we could all write out on a piece of paper that we could use during our day. Everyone was eager to share their ideas and all of them did. “Love trusts in faith.” “Love is always with you.”
We had a fun and rewarding class finishing with many practical thoughts about how to demonstrate Love more fully in our daily lives. Shortly after class, my opportunity to see that “Love is always with you” came literally screaming at me.
My family and I, after a lovely Sunday Senior celebration at my daughter’s high school decided to make a trip to the store to pick up some groceries for the week. As we were busy collecting all the goodies into our shopping carts, I made a turn down one of the isles heading for some pancake mix.
My third grader, (who is in my Sunday School class,) managed to get his foot right into the path of my cart. Unfortunately, I did not see him and I ran over his little foot. He let out a scream that sent chills up the back of my neck and I flew into action to comfort him.
I sat right down in front of my cart where he was and cradled him into my arms immediately turning to God in prayer. The bible lesson we had earlier in the day was what I turned to and I worked to demonstrate right then and right there God’s ever-loving-presence. He was screaming and in a seeming great deal of pain. But I held firm to God, Love, and my faith in Him.
As I hugged my son tight, I reassured him that he was being cared for by me and that God, Love, would meet our prayer request for help. We declared the truth that God is always with us and that whatever the suggestion regarding his foot, that Love was right there for comfort, healing and complete recovery. I carried him while he regained his composure so we could finish our shopping.
We made our way through the check out stand and back to our car. On the way home I continued to support him through Christian Science treatment but I found that I was unintentionally blaming myself for having run over his foot. My mood changed and I became increasingly self-damning.
Although I had checked him out in the store, when we got home I again checked his foot thoroughly and found nothing out of place or discolored. He however, was not yet comfortable putting his weight on his foot so I continued to pray for him mentioning to him the truths from Sunday School class we had reviewed earlier in the day regarding Love.
Unfortunately, at this point, I needed the truths more than he did as my thought had noticeably deteriorated to the point that my wife commented on my poor attitude. I was kind of shocked myself and taken aback by these negative thoughts that were attacking me and that I was holding on too.
Where was my joy? Where was I placing my trust? Does Love ever die or cause harm or injury? I had a choice, continue to condemn myself or have faith in my own prayers for myself and my son. I had some work to do and I found myself being grateful for my wife’s comments even though I did not care for them at the time.
Later that evening when I went up to tuck my little guy into bed, I found him reviewing his notes from our Sunday School class. Right then, right there, the mesmerism that had been affecting my thought was wiped out. Tears welled up in my eyes as he told me the truth he was reciting in his prayers.
I hugged him and kissed him good night as he layed down to rest peacefully for the night. I was inspired by the faith of this little guy and his practical application of prayer.
Before going to bed, I read about Jesus’ parable of the talents and again was reminded to trust in God, specifically the gift of knowledge that I have received from my study of Jesus and the Bible. Depak Chopra in his book The Third Jesus states, “ that once you hear the truth about God, which has been freely given to you, you can’t bury it inside yourself but must act on it to make it grow.” That statement was inspiring to me and allowed me to trust God more fully the rest of the night.
When my son got up the next morning he was bright and cheery. I checked his foot and found no discoloration and minimal swelling, but it was still tender and not completely free of pain. He dressed himself and made his way down stairs without any assistance or complaint.
We had a normal morning and he was able to slip on his sneakers without any fuss. When we arrived at the bus stop he walked to the bus unaided with his backpack strapped to him and climbed aboard with a smile.
For my part, I began my day with the study of the Christian Science bible lesson and discovered some very comforting truth that I put into prayer action.
Dear heavenly Father-Mother God “search my life, find out everything about me;” (The Message) I am my Father-Mother’s son. All that I am, every decision I make, every word that I utter, every thought I think must be inspired by God, good, divine Love. As I live and move and breath, I do so as the perfect image and likeness of God.
I am in accord with God, all that is perfect and eternal. Spirit, not human will, is my guide in front of me, behind me, beside me. God will show me the way of life, nurturing reliance upon divine Mind, not human opinion.
This inspiration gave me the confidence I needed and complete freedom from the days previous events. I texted my wife and told her I loved her and apologized for my poor attitude.
I continue to appreciate practical prayer and the immense power of turning to God for every need as Jesus challenged me to do. The value of church work and it’s rewarding, demonstrable effect for me personally and my family. Particularly in this case where the inspiration from a Sunday School class of 3rd graders met the needs of the belief of accident and subsequent fear with immediate results of healing of an injured foot.
I am happy to report that my son is well on his way to complete recovery as all but a bit of pain is gone, no swelling, discoloration and he is walking normally. “I run to you, God; I run for dear life. Don’t let me down.” The Message Ps 31”
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
What A DaY!
What a Day!
Good morning Daddy!
WOW, what is this? My baby, a second grader, is up and dressed, early (she loves her warm bed in the morning). My wife and I had been victorious the night before and somehow managed to get her into bed early. Victory is so sweet!
Here she comes, the fifth grader! She is always the first one up, dressed and ready to go! And shortly there-after, the rest fell in as well, without incident, harmony reigning.
We fixed lunches, had breakfast and then headed out for the 6:50 a.m. bus. We made it before the bus arrived, which is not always the case, and off they went. I was so full of gratitude and awe at how amazing they are, thanking God for the opportunity to parent these wonderful people.
I had a day full of activity in front of me. Errands to run, healing practice, computer training-new systems, installs, upgrades, new equipment (completely lost), pick up the kids after school, (flying solo, my wife had to work), two basketball games at the same time and a Brownie party (Dad’s were requested), phone store to return and purchase new phones for my wife and children, dinner for the kids, help children complete homework , drive home, bed by 8:3o p.m. (that wouldn’t happen ), and get ready for tomorrow to start another fun filled day!
Everything was on schedule and on track. I was moving from place-to-place, event-to-event, picked up the kids on time, made the Brownie party on time (I was greeted with cheers and giggles curbside; ate cookies, sang songs and danced with my second grade daughter), watched the first half of the middle-schooler's basket ball game then sprinted to the high school to catch the senior’s dance routine at her POM’s performance then back to finish the middle-schooler’s game. By that time we had exhausted all the snacks, and were ready for dinner.
So, off to the mall for the food court and phone store. On the ride over we all agreed on a dinner plan, within the budget, to feed everyone (except for me, I had to go to the phone store without dinner & would do what all good Dad’s learn to do, eat the cold left-over’s!). Whoohoo!
My oldest daughter, the senior, an experienced camp counselor, baby sitter, Co-Capitan of POM squad, four year varsity lettered athlete, and good student, was joyfully helping Dad and in charge of the dinner party.
All good and I am in the home stretch. All I had to do was walk over to the phone store pick up a couple of new phones and then home.
While at the phone store I needed to ask my middle-school son a phone related question so I called him. No answer. So, I called the senior, no answer. I waited a minute and called them both back, again, no answer. (What good are the darn phones if I can’t get a hold of the people whose phones I’m spending all my time trying to upgrade?)
So, Mr. Logic (human opinion, self-will)stepped in and suggested that I just run back and ask them, (literally within shouting distance).
I could not find them! No where! Vanished! Poof!
Then the heat started rising. Fatigue started to rear its ugly head, hunger started screaming and Mr. Logic stepped in to chat (not good when he shows up, but somehow he always tries to make me think he has the answers). Whew!
Mr. Logic suggested, “They must be in the bathroom.” So, off I went. Nope, not there! “Ok, you must have missed them in your haste walking from the phone store.”
Off I went again, back tracked to the phone store. Nope, not there!
In a few short minutes, after a highly successful day, aggravation, impatience, and anger attempted to turn everything upside down. Thank you, Mr. Logic!
I had some choices to make. Being that I am in the full time healing ministry the thought did cross my mind that maybe I should stop for a minute, instead of racing around, and listen for God’s guidance.
So, Mr. Logic, having failed miserably thus far, suggested that I negotiate with God. That I discuss this predicament while I walk real fast the way he had suggested and listen for God’s guidance!
I did not here the answer from God as I was off and running like Mr. Logic had suggested.
Needless to say, I did not find them in the direction I went.
Then fortunately, the little angel message from God came again, quietly, “Why don’t you go this way and look over there?” As I was hurrying around and being lead by Mr. Logic I suggested to God, “let me look over here one more time.” Of course, it was still not the right place.
By this time frustration, anger, consternation, and anxiety, had begun screaming at me to listen to them, not the quiet little angel voice. Thank you, Mr. Logic.
Thankfully, I had been praying dutifully and successfully all day up until that point and fortunately that work paid off. I finally listened to that “still small voice” and paid attention this time.
I’ll be honest, anger, frustration, self-will, and criticism were still trying everything they could to influence my behavior but I keep on going where the angel voice was directing me. I’m sure I was a sight but I was truly battling and working to stay true to my purpose and complete the tasks.
Prayer really is a powerful thing when you turn to God, Divine Love. I had found some inspiration earlier in my day while praying. It was a quotation from Mary Baker Eddy, in her book, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, on page 307:25, “The divine Mind is the Soul of man, and gives man dominion over all things. Man was not created from a material basis, nor bidden to obey material laws which Spirit never made; his province is in spiritual statutes, in the higher law of Mind.”
Let me tell you, I had no idea at the time how those wonderful words of healing would help me overcome the calls from the devil to arrest my consciousness and ruin my day, more importantly my children’s day.
So, I called on the “divine Mind” to beat back the devilish thinking and heard loudly and clearly God’s directive to stop, wait and watch. Mr. Logic came back and questioned, “right here?”
“YES,” was the answer.
“OK, but this is the opposite direction from where we were and I’m on a different level than the phone store” (Mr. Logic).
God’s message was clear, “Just do it and SHUT UP!”
I got quiet and still. I demonstrated “the Soul of man” and God gave me dominion right then.
Not long after I stopped, I looked up and there they were, walking from the other end of the mall (the opposite direction of Mr. Logic’s suggestions).
My oldest daughter, the Camp Counselor walking toward me with a huge smile chatting merrily with my youngest daughter who was gaming and hopping from tile to tile on tip toes, counting and giggling as she practiced her most recent ballet moves with the music dancing in her head, (I know because when I am happiest I clearly hear my music and am too dancing).
My youngest son, a third grader, was busy in his sport of sports, envisioning a touch-down pass, a huge hit, or a swift move to evade an unseen defender.
The fifth grader was happily strolling along taking in the sights as though she had never been there before.
“And along came Jones, slow walking Jones, slow talking Jones,” my 7th grade young lad moving kind of slowly, but in step. He had had a rough basketball game (his team lost and he took a shot in the jaw).
What an amazing sight! And as I write this, I can’t see the screen anymore because my eyes are full of tears of joy and gratitude for these wonderful people in my life! WOW! The amount of energy, good will, hope, charity, kindness, love fills me to the brim.
They had not seen me yet, thank goodness, and as I walked toward them, all of the angst and frustration just eased away. As I took each step toward them, the angles, “God’s thoughts passing to man” were quietly making their case. (Definition of Angels in Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, by Mary Baker Eddy, page 581:4)
Did you see those smiles? They are perfectly fine. Did you see their body language? It was joyful and happy! What grace and poise. See the harmony, the kindness, the friendship and gratitude being expressed.
No kidding, plain as day, those messages streaming in from the Angels.
But, Mr. Logic wanted to know, “What on earth possessed them to end up at the other end of the mall? Why are they having such a good time when you were searching all over the dad-gum mall?” He wanted to give them a piece of his mind, but, he lost.
LOVE WON!
For my reasonableness I was rewarded with some good ol’ cold chicken pieces that I dipped into coleslaw and I was also offered some cold fries by the group as well.
We quickly finished up at the mall and headed home.
When we got home, I warmed up the rest of my chicken pieces, dipped them into the remaining coleslaw, help put the kids to bed, (made the basketball player take a shower right as he was sliding into bed, Yuk! Whew he was not happy about that but he faithfully executed the order) and took my dogs for a walk.
As the eventful day came to a close, I crawled into bed. My wife was already snuggled in for the night and guess who showed up for one last push? You know it, Mr. Logic.
He wanted me to tell her what a tough day I had had and how I had managed to accomplish so much. She reached up and kissed me goodnight, lovingly, thankfully, but without the slightest urge to ask me to tell her more.
So, Mr. Logic wanted me to give her, a more detailed run down, so as to get a sure “at-a-boy.” Nothing, she just peacefully slipped off into a restful slumber. All I got was, “Yes dear, I’ve done it, and isn’t it wonderful to share that experience with your children. “
And guess what? After that little nugget I actually realized that Mr. Logic was baiting me again to accept that he was right all the while and that I should accept that material laws of selfishness, fatigue, exhaustion, aggravation, pity, ignorance, arrogance, human will, unhappiness were in control of my life and that I was under their influence.
I fought back and shut the door on Mr. Logic for the night. The spiritual inspiration regarding “material laws Spirit never made,” resonated with me again and I choose to take my loving wife’s suggestion; I decided to cherish the day with my children and I filled my consciousness with Spirit’s divine laws; gratitude, love, peace, harmony, joy, happiness, health, unselfishness and selflessness.
What A DaY!
Good morning Daddy!
WOW, what is this? My baby, a second grader, is up and dressed, early (she loves her warm bed in the morning). My wife and I had been victorious the night before and somehow managed to get her into bed early. Victory is so sweet!
Here she comes, the fifth grader! She is always the first one up, dressed and ready to go! And shortly there-after, the rest fell in as well, without incident, harmony reigning.
We fixed lunches, had breakfast and then headed out for the 6:50 a.m. bus. We made it before the bus arrived, which is not always the case, and off they went. I was so full of gratitude and awe at how amazing they are, thanking God for the opportunity to parent these wonderful people.
I had a day full of activity in front of me. Errands to run, healing practice, computer training-new systems, installs, upgrades, new equipment (completely lost), pick up the kids after school, (flying solo, my wife had to work), two basketball games at the same time and a Brownie party (Dad’s were requested), phone store to return and purchase new phones for my wife and children, dinner for the kids, help children complete homework , drive home, bed by 8:3o p.m. (that wouldn’t happen ), and get ready for tomorrow to start another fun filled day!
Everything was on schedule and on track. I was moving from place-to-place, event-to-event, picked up the kids on time, made the Brownie party on time (I was greeted with cheers and giggles curbside; ate cookies, sang songs and danced with my second grade daughter), watched the first half of the middle-schooler's basket ball game then sprinted to the high school to catch the senior’s dance routine at her POM’s performance then back to finish the middle-schooler’s game. By that time we had exhausted all the snacks, and were ready for dinner.
So, off to the mall for the food court and phone store. On the ride over we all agreed on a dinner plan, within the budget, to feed everyone (except for me, I had to go to the phone store without dinner & would do what all good Dad’s learn to do, eat the cold left-over’s!). Whoohoo!
My oldest daughter, the senior, an experienced camp counselor, baby sitter, Co-Capitan of POM squad, four year varsity lettered athlete, and good student, was joyfully helping Dad and in charge of the dinner party.
All good and I am in the home stretch. All I had to do was walk over to the phone store pick up a couple of new phones and then home.
While at the phone store I needed to ask my middle-school son a phone related question so I called him. No answer. So, I called the senior, no answer. I waited a minute and called them both back, again, no answer. (What good are the darn phones if I can’t get a hold of the people whose phones I’m spending all my time trying to upgrade?)
So, Mr. Logic (human opinion, self-will)stepped in and suggested that I just run back and ask them, (literally within shouting distance).
I could not find them! No where! Vanished! Poof!
Then the heat started rising. Fatigue started to rear its ugly head, hunger started screaming and Mr. Logic stepped in to chat (not good when he shows up, but somehow he always tries to make me think he has the answers). Whew!
Mr. Logic suggested, “They must be in the bathroom.” So, off I went. Nope, not there! “Ok, you must have missed them in your haste walking from the phone store.”
Off I went again, back tracked to the phone store. Nope, not there!
In a few short minutes, after a highly successful day, aggravation, impatience, and anger attempted to turn everything upside down. Thank you, Mr. Logic!
I had some choices to make. Being that I am in the full time healing ministry the thought did cross my mind that maybe I should stop for a minute, instead of racing around, and listen for God’s guidance.
So, Mr. Logic, having failed miserably thus far, suggested that I negotiate with God. That I discuss this predicament while I walk real fast the way he had suggested and listen for God’s guidance!
I did not here the answer from God as I was off and running like Mr. Logic had suggested.
Needless to say, I did not find them in the direction I went.
Then fortunately, the little angel message from God came again, quietly, “Why don’t you go this way and look over there?” As I was hurrying around and being lead by Mr. Logic I suggested to God, “let me look over here one more time.” Of course, it was still not the right place.
By this time frustration, anger, consternation, and anxiety, had begun screaming at me to listen to them, not the quiet little angel voice. Thank you, Mr. Logic.
Thankfully, I had been praying dutifully and successfully all day up until that point and fortunately that work paid off. I finally listened to that “still small voice” and paid attention this time.
I’ll be honest, anger, frustration, self-will, and criticism were still trying everything they could to influence my behavior but I keep on going where the angel voice was directing me. I’m sure I was a sight but I was truly battling and working to stay true to my purpose and complete the tasks.
Prayer really is a powerful thing when you turn to God, Divine Love. I had found some inspiration earlier in my day while praying. It was a quotation from Mary Baker Eddy, in her book, Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, on page 307:25, “The divine Mind is the Soul of man, and gives man dominion over all things. Man was not created from a material basis, nor bidden to obey material laws which Spirit never made; his province is in spiritual statutes, in the higher law of Mind.”
Let me tell you, I had no idea at the time how those wonderful words of healing would help me overcome the calls from the devil to arrest my consciousness and ruin my day, more importantly my children’s day.
So, I called on the “divine Mind” to beat back the devilish thinking and heard loudly and clearly God’s directive to stop, wait and watch. Mr. Logic came back and questioned, “right here?”
“YES,” was the answer.
“OK, but this is the opposite direction from where we were and I’m on a different level than the phone store” (Mr. Logic).
God’s message was clear, “Just do it and SHUT UP!”
I got quiet and still. I demonstrated “the Soul of man” and God gave me dominion right then.
Not long after I stopped, I looked up and there they were, walking from the other end of the mall (the opposite direction of Mr. Logic’s suggestions).
My oldest daughter, the Camp Counselor walking toward me with a huge smile chatting merrily with my youngest daughter who was gaming and hopping from tile to tile on tip toes, counting and giggling as she practiced her most recent ballet moves with the music dancing in her head, (I know because when I am happiest I clearly hear my music and am too dancing).
My youngest son, a third grader, was busy in his sport of sports, envisioning a touch-down pass, a huge hit, or a swift move to evade an unseen defender.
The fifth grader was happily strolling along taking in the sights as though she had never been there before.
“And along came Jones, slow walking Jones, slow talking Jones,” my 7th grade young lad moving kind of slowly, but in step. He had had a rough basketball game (his team lost and he took a shot in the jaw).
What an amazing sight! And as I write this, I can’t see the screen anymore because my eyes are full of tears of joy and gratitude for these wonderful people in my life! WOW! The amount of energy, good will, hope, charity, kindness, love fills me to the brim.
They had not seen me yet, thank goodness, and as I walked toward them, all of the angst and frustration just eased away. As I took each step toward them, the angles, “God’s thoughts passing to man” were quietly making their case. (Definition of Angels in Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures, by Mary Baker Eddy, page 581:4)
Did you see those smiles? They are perfectly fine. Did you see their body language? It was joyful and happy! What grace and poise. See the harmony, the kindness, the friendship and gratitude being expressed.
No kidding, plain as day, those messages streaming in from the Angels.
But, Mr. Logic wanted to know, “What on earth possessed them to end up at the other end of the mall? Why are they having such a good time when you were searching all over the dad-gum mall?” He wanted to give them a piece of his mind, but, he lost.
LOVE WON!
For my reasonableness I was rewarded with some good ol’ cold chicken pieces that I dipped into coleslaw and I was also offered some cold fries by the group as well.
We quickly finished up at the mall and headed home.
When we got home, I warmed up the rest of my chicken pieces, dipped them into the remaining coleslaw, help put the kids to bed, (made the basketball player take a shower right as he was sliding into bed, Yuk! Whew he was not happy about that but he faithfully executed the order) and took my dogs for a walk.
As the eventful day came to a close, I crawled into bed. My wife was already snuggled in for the night and guess who showed up for one last push? You know it, Mr. Logic.
He wanted me to tell her what a tough day I had had and how I had managed to accomplish so much. She reached up and kissed me goodnight, lovingly, thankfully, but without the slightest urge to ask me to tell her more.
So, Mr. Logic wanted me to give her, a more detailed run down, so as to get a sure “at-a-boy.” Nothing, she just peacefully slipped off into a restful slumber. All I got was, “Yes dear, I’ve done it, and isn’t it wonderful to share that experience with your children. “
And guess what? After that little nugget I actually realized that Mr. Logic was baiting me again to accept that he was right all the while and that I should accept that material laws of selfishness, fatigue, exhaustion, aggravation, pity, ignorance, arrogance, human will, unhappiness were in control of my life and that I was under their influence.
I fought back and shut the door on Mr. Logic for the night. The spiritual inspiration regarding “material laws Spirit never made,” resonated with me again and I choose to take my loving wife’s suggestion; I decided to cherish the day with my children and I filled my consciousness with Spirit’s divine laws; gratitude, love, peace, harmony, joy, happiness, health, unselfishness and selflessness.
What A DaY!
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Spirit is good
“Spirit is good”
As I pray today, I pray for my heavenly Father/Mother God to teach me as I pledge my service to him in all that I do. Unemployment, greed, corruption, homelessness, aggravation, envy, revenge are no part of God’s good grace. God’s divine motivating force, genius, purpose, is where I live today and every day. Every evil threat, suggestion, caution, argument, that tries to tempt me to be other than what I was purposed to do is wrong and I refuse to entertain any or all parts. What happened yesterday is old news and I will only respond with all good today.
My spirit is purposed here today!
Psalms 143:10 … “thou are my God: thy spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightness.”
Human opinion from any source, termination, gossip, ill-will, self-will, annoyance, worry, is evil and the root of false belief to which there is no hope of joy or affluence. I will not listen to the noise of hopelessness, fear, intimidation, depression, recession, hatred, violence. I am at-on-with the divine Music, first and only, Sweet Joyous Grace. As I am at-one-with Spirit, I am full, complete, competent, merciful, valid, fearless, clever, skillful, gracious.
Well but! Yes the well but’s are on us as fast as they can. Ignore the well but’s and let them go! Let all that is not good go. Today is the day to live in the spirit of good! Let your divine purpose control your every thought, emotion, decision, motive, drive. Know that all mankind; family, friends, neighbors, associates, co-workers, government officials, administration, lawmakers are in one accord governed by God, divine Mind.
Guide me; Usher me; influence me; move, prompt, cause, persuade, sway, induce, command, order, prescribe, win over, take me by the hand, carry me; to the properity, country, nation, region, neighborhood, province, commonwealth, place, beach, company, corporation, school, college, university, space,(for you QL) field, expanse, champaign, negotiations, boardroom, conference room, bedroom, kitchen table, backyard, playground, school house, legislature relationship of UPRIGHTENSS (in exact conformity to truth, good conduct, honest work, just, impartial, evenhanded, grace, purity, honor , faith, integrity, clean hands.
It matters not what be thy lot,
So Love doth guide;
For storm or shine, pure peace is thine,
Whate'er betide.
And of these stones, or tyrants' thrones,
God able is
To raise up seed — in thought and deed —
To faithful His.
Aye, darkling sense, arise, go hence!
Our God is good.
False fears are foes — truth tatters those,
When understood.
Love looseth thee, and lifteth me,
Ayont hate's thrall:
There Life is light, and wisdom might,
And God is All.
The centuries break, the earth-bound wake,
God's glorified!
Who doth His will — His likeness still —
Is satisfied.
Satisfied
Mary Baker Eddy
GLOAMING
John Stainer
FORTITUDE
Walter E. Young
SATIS
Percy Whitlock
As I pray today, I pray for my heavenly Father/Mother God to teach me as I pledge my service to him in all that I do. Unemployment, greed, corruption, homelessness, aggravation, envy, revenge are no part of God’s good grace. God’s divine motivating force, genius, purpose, is where I live today and every day. Every evil threat, suggestion, caution, argument, that tries to tempt me to be other than what I was purposed to do is wrong and I refuse to entertain any or all parts. What happened yesterday is old news and I will only respond with all good today.
My spirit is purposed here today!
Psalms 143:10 … “thou are my God: thy spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightness.”
Human opinion from any source, termination, gossip, ill-will, self-will, annoyance, worry, is evil and the root of false belief to which there is no hope of joy or affluence. I will not listen to the noise of hopelessness, fear, intimidation, depression, recession, hatred, violence. I am at-on-with the divine Music, first and only, Sweet Joyous Grace. As I am at-one-with Spirit, I am full, complete, competent, merciful, valid, fearless, clever, skillful, gracious.
Well but! Yes the well but’s are on us as fast as they can. Ignore the well but’s and let them go! Let all that is not good go. Today is the day to live in the spirit of good! Let your divine purpose control your every thought, emotion, decision, motive, drive. Know that all mankind; family, friends, neighbors, associates, co-workers, government officials, administration, lawmakers are in one accord governed by God, divine Mind.
Guide me; Usher me; influence me; move, prompt, cause, persuade, sway, induce, command, order, prescribe, win over, take me by the hand, carry me; to the properity, country, nation, region, neighborhood, province, commonwealth, place, beach, company, corporation, school, college, university, space,(for you QL) field, expanse, champaign, negotiations, boardroom, conference room, bedroom, kitchen table, backyard, playground, school house, legislature relationship of UPRIGHTENSS (in exact conformity to truth, good conduct, honest work, just, impartial, evenhanded, grace, purity, honor , faith, integrity, clean hands.
It matters not what be thy lot,
So Love doth guide;
For storm or shine, pure peace is thine,
Whate'er betide.
And of these stones, or tyrants' thrones,
God able is
To raise up seed — in thought and deed —
To faithful His.
Aye, darkling sense, arise, go hence!
Our God is good.
False fears are foes — truth tatters those,
When understood.
Love looseth thee, and lifteth me,
Ayont hate's thrall:
There Life is light, and wisdom might,
And God is All.
The centuries break, the earth-bound wake,
God's glorified!
Who doth His will — His likeness still —
Is satisfied.
Satisfied
Mary Baker Eddy
GLOAMING
John Stainer
FORTITUDE
Walter E. Young
SATIS
Percy Whitlock
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