My July 14, 1985, "God Calling" note: Just tried to help a June bug caught in a screen at my window get free...finally told it that it had God same as me and it would have to let God do it because I couldn't...as I turned away, it flew free.
My note this morning: I am the June bug, He is my wings.
We are the June bug...America is the June bug...the Universe is the June bug...He is our wings.
I am reminded of the vignette in "Lazy Man's Guide" that the author Golas wrote about when he was seeking to love, to learn how to just love. He dropped acid which took him on a scary trip with a hideous monster coming after him. As he fought to get away, the monster said, What was it that you thought needed to be loved?
There it is. Love...resist not...accept...we are the June bug, He is our wings.
Thank you.
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