My gift this morning is the clear thought that my petty fears are my chosen walk. To feel misunderstood, left out, shunned, ignored is my rough row to hoe. Not for God to take away so I have no rough row, but for God to use me to hoe...through my hands, feet, body and brains.
Then I read God Calling: Cease trying to forgive those who fretted or wronged you...all true forgiveness is of God and is God. The self cannot forgive. Aim at killing the self now--in your daily life, and then, and not until then, you will find there is nothing that even remembers injury because the only one injured, the self, is dead.
Blinding flash of the obvious: To kill self now is to have a change in consciousness and that is all.
The end result of love being returned for hate must needs be me accepting my foe with not a word...or thought!...of condemnation. There, that's the hard, hard part. Because, of course, that would require me getting over my own self, not my foe nor my foe's actions. There. That is God's work...through my change in consciousness. My work is to prepare me for it.
Thank you.
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