EARNING THE RIGHT TO SING "AMAZING GRACE"

We cannot detach from our ego any more than we can detach from our soul any more than we can detach from the Father within us. We can choose to believe or not believe in any of them but not believing does not negate their reality...it just forces us to think up different names for them...and then feel left out because others don't understand us. (Therein lies the victim, but that's a whole 'nother story.)

I'm guessing few of us, or any of us,  had a first rational thought that was about ego, soul or God...but about God, specifically.

My take is that we come from God, from God consciousness, into the material world, and our life's journey is outward...learning the ways of the world and how we are powerless over some people, places and things. Usually, we learn it is primarily people we are powerless over, and there is where we meet our match. That learning, our powerlessness, is the "necessary suffering" we hear so much about on the spiritual path.

To our reasoning mind, our powerlessness is our bane. No. An emphatic no!  It is our angel. It is that powerlessness that forms the U-bie that leads us back to where we belong...with God. Out of self. Back into God consciousness.

The apex of that U-bie is our crash-and-burn in whatever form that takes for us as long as it leads us to  utter hopelessness...our own personal despair. That's the necessary point, the point at which we turn to the great unknown and cry: "Please...someone, something,  somewhere, somehow, somebody...please." There it is. The most sincere prayer we will ever pray. And we spend our life trying to make an end-run around that. Because, my friend, that is a-hurting we have never known before. And nobody ever got there singing "Mairzy Doats."  It's only after the fall that we sing "Amazing Grace." And mean it.

Two musts to learn and remember: One, hopeless despair is our angel which we cannot force into action, and two, our rues, regrets and remorses are our invitation to that angel who is fully aware when, not if, we are ready.

Our Father knows our needs.

Thank you.