No one can serve God except in loving service to man because there is no God separate and apart from man. - Joel Goldsmith, "The Gift of Love"
That is one of those truths that I love upon reading and can't remember ten minutes later. I suspect most truths are like that...we can't remember them until we commit to them. Commit by living them which takes time.
It seems that all good things take time. Not-so-good happens in an instant since it originates in a thought. The single thought of ut-oh invites a world of mental hurt through nothing but resistance. Who's kidding whom, no one ever thought ut-oh with anticipatory glee.
Hey! I wonder if that's not why God and all his people have such a hard time getting a toehold with us. Coming to trust takes time...miracles in our own life can remain just once-upon-a-time conversational fillers if we don't give them time...allow them to grow in the silence within us.
Talking about them is a good growth-stopper actually since that's all we do is talk. There is no spiritual growth then, we just keep our miracle there where it first showed forth. The only growth is how much we exaggerate it as we tell and retell the story, and that is per our oh-so-fallible memory.
Actually serving God may be all that is required for us to own the peace we seek, the love we need, the joy we so desire.
Why, then, is it such a downer to realize I need to serve Gertrude...and lovingly...to truly serve God? Probably because my ego Lucy just heard the word and is resisting. Ah, and there it is, the block to spiritual growth...ego, ever legislating for itself.
Oh but I bring good news...I, without prior thought or planning, publicly praised Gertrude recently. Which is good enough for God work! Who knew?...we really do not have to become charwomen to serve others...just show a little appreciation. I know this because Gertrude thanked me with tears in her eyes. And I loved her for it.
And God said, Atta girls!
Thank you.
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