GOD GOES BEFORE US AS BACKUP

I and the Father are one...ah, but i am the vessel that holds I, the Father within, and it is incumbent upon that little i to keep I the Father holy...to run interference on my own ego, the driver of i, to think holy and wholly of I the Father for whom i am the representative. -- my morning BFO

Without conscious effort, my thoughts will ever go on the attack...like a lion on the prowl. Oh, I'm glad I thought lion...I can name it Aslan and gratefully consider my attack thoughts as seeking the ones whom I need to love. Akin to the monster in Golas' LSD trip who, when repulsed, said, "What was it that you thought needed to be loved?" That is one of my all-time favorite examples of learning to think from a different perspective.

I came across a note I wrote to myself on October 7, 1985. It's all about a co-worker with whom I was in constant discord. At the time, I described our problem as, We're in a personality conflict...he doesn't have one. Which is a clue of just how far I had to come to even begin to turn my thinking around.

I am most grateful I kept that note for it is my hard-copy proof of how and when I began my journey of consciously seeking to do love instead of to do hate. The note is all about me seeing me, not the co-worker...and I listed each thing about him that I was resisting, and I named them Me or Mine. And I asked that God's will be done through me...whatever that might be.

On the back of the note, dated September 24, 2005, I  wrote: The punchline: B and I became friends and when he departed the job, we split with a hug in love and laughter.

It fills me with joy just to read and remember that time. It calls to mind since then the times I've been forced to go there again...and have received God's own blessing each time. By simply giving over, giving up and giving in.

Lose self-consciousness, gain God-consciousness...which is ephemeral. We can only access it Now.  That's why we find our self going back again and again...ego is always driving the bus, God is ever heading it in the right direction.

He goes before us to make the crooked places straight.

Thank you.