Daily Word

This one is from yesterday, but I like it:

 

Insight

The perfect solution is clear and available now.

If something is bothering me, I know where to turn for insight. I close my eyes, and I go within. Taking a few cleansing breaths, I allow any sense of burden to melt away. I focus on the gentle rise and fall of my chest and abdomen as I inhale and exhale.

 

As I go deeper, I experience my oneness with God. Every cell in my body is filled with God's life force; every aspect of who I am is an expression of God's creation. Knowing that I am one with my source, I am at peace.

 

In prayer I open myself to the infinite options and divine possibilities I never knew existed. New insights and ideas fill my mind. I realize the perfect solution is clear and available to me now.

 

For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways.--Isaiah 55:9

 

Daily Word 03/11/10

In the Flow

I am in the flow of divine abundance.

When walking the beach at low tide, I may find dry sand where an hour before the waves washed over my toes. Yet, there's no worry; the tide will return. Similarly, I need not worry about the temporary appearance of lack in my life, because I know there is abundant supply.

Worry does not change the tide nor can it change my circumstances. Matthew 6:26 reminds me to "Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns.... Are you not of more value than they?" I realize my worth and claim my good. I allow blessings to flow to me, and I freely draw from the limitless ocean of good. As I deepen my trust, I am in the flow of divine abundance.

If God so clothes the grass of the field ... will he not much more clothe you?--Matthew 6:30

 

Best. Song. Ever.

Written for Maynard’s mom, Judith.

 

10,000 days (Wings for Marie) – Tool

 

Listen to the tales and romanticize,

How we'd follow the path of the hero.

Boast about the day when the rivers overrun.

How we rise to the height of our halo.

 

Listen to the tales as we all rationalize

Our way into the arms of the savior,

Feigning all the trials and the tribulations;

None of us have actually been there.

Not like you.

 

Ignorant siblings in the congregation

Gather around spewing sympathy,

Spare me.

None of them can even hold a candle up to you.

Blinded by choice, these hypocrites won't see.

 

But, enough about the collective Judas.

Who could deny you were the one who

Illuminated your little piece of the divine?

 

And this little light of mine, a gift you passed on to me;

I'm gonna let it shine to guide you safely on your way,

Your way home ...

 

Oh, what are they going to do when the lights go down

Without you to guide them all to Zion?

What are they going to do when the rivers overrun

Other than tremble incessantly?

 

High is the way, but all eyes are upon the ground.

You were the light and the way they'll only read about.

I only pray, Heaven knows when to lift you out.

Ten thousand days in the fire is long enough;

You're going home.

 

You're the only one who can hold your head up high,

Shake your fists at the gates saying:

"I've come home now!

Fetch me the spirit, the son, and the father.

Tell them their pillar of faith has ascended.

It's time now!

My time now!

Give me my, give me my wings!"

 

You are the light and way that they will only read about.

 

Set as I am in my ways and my arrogance,

(With the) burden of proof tossed upon the believers.

You were my witness, my eyes, my evidence,

Judith Marie, unconditional one.

 

Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents.

Difficult to see you in this light.

Please forgive this bold suggestion,

Should you see your Maker's face tonight,

Look Him in the eye, look Him in the eye, and tell Him:

"I never lived a lie, never took a life, but surely saved one.

Hallelujah, it's time for you to bring me home."

 

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