TWO WORDS...LOVE, LAUGH

He comes unbidden to the open heart. -- morning blinding flash of the obvious

Pondering that BFO, I have to believe the open heart is the one without even a nit to pick. If that be the case, it's no wonder the God of my understanding travels so slow in order for me to keep up...I've got nits to pick I haven't even realized yet.

Knowing truth and doing truth are for sure two entirely different things. Then there's doing it and living it...doing it as a one-shot deal is hard to hate, but it is a one-shot deal. Living it? That's as we breathe, without thought, no hesitation...yeah, perfection.

I don't doubt God would love to see perfection in all of us, but fortunately he does not demand it...I like to think that's because it'd take all the fun out of his days. (It gives me great comfort to know my God has a sense of humor.)

Not for a minute, though, do I believe that God enjoys our tears and travails, I just can't see him getting all bent out of shape about them. Mainly because he knows the end of the story. And the end of the story for each and all of us is always a wonderful thing.

It may well take a lifetime or ten...or more...before we get to the end of our particular story, but as long as we always cling to the truth that spiritual principles can solve all our problems, what matter how long it takes?

With that as our guide, it is our choice how light and loving our journey will be. Especially since all we really need to remember is to love and laugh.

Thank you.