(Thanks, Kit.)
Happy in God
Open
Let ‘I’
slip through thought’s fingers
Be still
Listen with knowing emptied,
till only now remains
Humbly
receive life as a gift,
soft as a gecko’s footprints
strong as wind traced patterns across the rocks
warm as a summer’s sandy beach
and the echoes of joy that fill the day
that fill life
that fill all up full
until we hear
joy in every breeze
see joy in every movement
dance with joy
the gift of being
Happy in God
More love is the great need of mankind. A pure affection, concentric, forgetting self, forgiving wrongs and forestalling them, should swell the lyre of human love.**
Our purpose for our day, our commitment each night and each morning-
Love, with its divine source, shows our very reason for being.
Loving most generously, requires no response from another, removes fears, stays in the present, reaches out passed self.
Un-selfed loving replaces personal ambition with care for another,
….competes with no one, stands fully aware of its own worth.
Loving most passionately lives life in all its festive beauty, treasures tiny moments, fills them with friendship, feeds babies, plays with mommies, waters thirsty gardens.
…heals. helps, loves most dearly “those who most stand in need of love.”
Love hates no one.
Love understands.
Love forgives.
Any circumstance, any conversation, any relation, needs mostly love.
And divine Love provides that love for the loved and the lover.
That’s life lived in Love.
That’s the why of our living.
*” in the greatest and highest degree” Merriam Webster
** Miscellaneous Writigs 107:11
Thanks, Kit.
The home where I grew up was in the mountains and had a clear, beautiful spring-fed stream bubbling by our doorstep. When I was a child, my father and I would hike up old logging roads until we reached the source of our water, gushing crystal cool out of the very rocks. We drank that water with relish, sure of its purity.
Once in awhile, the stream became cloudy and full of mud. My father would tell me not to worry. Someone was digging upstream and disrupting the soil, but the spring was still pure. He assured me that if we took the time to walk up stream, we’d see that the source was undisturbed.
It’s a lesson that has had bigger implications in my life. I’ve learned through my study of Christian Science that with God as our source, we are actually spotless and pure as God’s spiritual expression, just as the stream expresses the purity of the spring at its origin. I know it doesn’t seem like that, but I’ve had proof that it’s true. Our experiences and circumstances often seem to put distance between us and our divine source—and muddy us along the way. But prayer walks us back to our source, God.
Whenever I have a challenge, I remember that insight from childhood. I can know that God, my true source, is like the crystal clear spring, and so I am an expression of that purity. In this way, I can mentally “walk myself upstream,” above the disturbing view, by consistently claiming my spiritual and true purity, with God as my source.
If I’m tempted to think that there’s a legitimate reason for any discord, I love being reminded that I cannot be tricked by any attempt to muddy my stream. My source—everyone’s source—is always our ever-present, loving God. And if it doesn’t come from God, it can be challenged and overcome.
Sent by Kit Kurtz
Thank you, Duffy.
We Are Not Victims
God’s protection is incorruptible
Divine Love encompasses us
Constantly, consistently, without fail
Omnipotence cannot be annihilated
All power is ALL
Love prevails
Love conquers hate
Harmony is reality
Divine Truth is unchangeable by matter or views
Truth is absolute
Every one of us are God’s cherished, loved, precious Children