Curse not chaos, praise its holy name, Crash and Burn, as it leads us out of our singular self into our united Self, One.
This could well be President Trump's finest hour...his time of personal defeat should he surrender, and surrender wholly. Surrender to the power greater than self secreted within that stands at the door and knocks, seeking to come forth to save our world.
Ah, and if his finest hour, why not mine? Why not yours? Why not ours? If his, why not America's? Why not the world's? It need only begin with one soul, exactly like it all began...one soul touched by another times two, then another times fifty, then times 5,000, until another times infinity.
Now is the time to think of the impossible as possible...with God all things are possible. Let it begin now with me. With you. With us.
Paradox time: Against all our learning to not think so much, comes now the charge to think. Think the impossible is possible. Do we dare? Do we dare think positive possibilities? Not how we are going to do them...that's for our Father...but to think we can open the door. There's our positive possibility. And that it is ours to do by simply believing Yes! I! Can! The I of me is the I of you is the we who can open the door.
The resulting events in our life will prove our truth. God's clincher: We likely will not realize the proof until we look back on our life later...when we will stand amazed at God's perfect work.
Here I am, Lord, choose me!
Thank you.
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