I went on a magical mystery tour as I walked Ruckus this morning. (I call him my seeing (third) eye dog.)
I flashed on God being the air we breathe, the atmosphere...only on a higher plane deeper down than our material mind can go alone. It permeates everything...within us/without us, the trees, the stones, the ocean, the heart, brain, body and soul of Putin and Pope Francis, of you and me.
I imagined being born into the material world still in God's atmosphere but on a lower plane. As we are born, we each receive our own gift of free will. We have within us thus are free to choose love, patience, kindness, generosity, an endless supply of supply! Likewise, we have within us and are free to choose fear, hate, envy, impatience, poverty of heart and pocketbook.
We are free to choose either, and it is that freedom that gives us the crazy-quilt pattern of our life. From our eyebrows up, we sincerely want that higher place deep within, that divine hidey hole of God. In the material world, though, where there's an up, there's a down...and there's always Lucy to prove the point.
Thankfully, it is our search that keeps us focused on the plus side of our free will...the happy side. It is our pleasure, our duty, our only obligation to seek our higher place deep within...not just daily at a set time every morning and/or evening, but Now. Now. Always now.
The goal of our life's journey is to use our free will one last time...to return that gift of free will to God in exchange for his will.
I finished my magical mystery tour with Lucy reminding me that the reason we're in no hurry to make that exchange is we suspect there's not a snowball's chance of that happening until we lie dying.
Thank you.
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