My God. Lord God Almighty. We see what is happening at the border...at the border of sanity, the border of insanity...and our heart weeps, our very thoughts stutter with incomprehension. By the sight, of course, but, oh so much more...by the actual and original thought. The first thought that was considered good enough to speak aloud...not who would think such, but why? Why? For what godless purpose? Power and profit, control and conceit, of course.
Though there be no God in power, profit, control and conceit, no God is necessary...nay, no God is possible...for the ego-victory consciousness.
Here's where a Power greater than oneself fits a definition of God. Power and profit, control and conceit can be and obviously are the God of someone's understanding. But none is a Power greater than oneself. Each is driven by the ego, and the ego is driven by the me, myself and i of anyone looking outside their own self for their own safety and security.
There is no love in that. If there is no love, there is no God. Since God is love, God can only love, and God loves even the conceited control-freak who first thought of a policy of separation of children from their parents.
My spiritual discipline is trying really hard to get me to be willing to love even the conceited control-freak, and I do want to be willing. But the name fits so perfectly I'm having...ah-ha...the devil's own time in letting it go. Which, naturally, is placing me right smack dab in the middle of that which I'm condemning...and I'm not even getting power or profit out of it. Whoa...conceit may have more pull with my ego than anything. And God loves that, too. But I'm not having lunch with God today, so I'd best clean up my sermonizing mind.
And I've just realized my own in this...I have not had a single thought toward my Thank You prayer. There it is...the soothing cure for the attack mind. Which is, after all, the first thing that ever needs soothing.
Thank you.
No comments:
Post a Comment