from burning bridges
to mending fences
what a softening
of my pride
what a strengthening
of my heart
I am not
"the captain of my soul"
for Soul
is simply Its own
and I
am Its
Let.
Breathe.
Inhale Love
Exhale stiffened will
Inhale gentleness
Exhale peace
Inhale forgiveness
Exhale renewal
It takes no self
to let Him in
It wakes oneself
to know His grace
Monday, February 21, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Suddenly well!
A couple of days ago, I had an interesting experience. I found myself in my basement that evening feeling just all-around fantastic! Energetic, loved, mentally calm, pleased with a good day's work. And I was so aware of this feeling, just knowing and feeling that I was God's perfect expression, as I've learned in Christian Science. (See Gen. 1:26. 27.)
So, one second, I'm standing up feeling perfect, then the next second, I sit down and feel horrible! It was sort of a stomach-head-sinus feeling of yuck. After the initial shock of this shift in how I felt, I began mentally to handle my thoughts about the symptoms.
First, I knew I needed to overcome the fear that I was being sentenced to suffer through some sort of cold, something that had a timeline it needed to fulfill. The calming thought that met this fear came quickly: even though the symptoms felt physical, I knew they were simply a mistaken thought. And this mistaken thought could be changed, replaced with the truth, in the blink of an eye--could be made to reflect what I knew was really going on with me as God's image and likeness.
Once I wasn't afraid anymore, it became obvious to me that the symptoms had no cause. Hadn't I just been feeling super a moment before? Wasn't I knowing my oneness with God? I reasoned that He never created the symptoms, or whatever condition they might be symptoms of. God is so good! The whole thing just made absolutely no sense to me.
So rather than resigning myself to suffer, I kept up this mental protest. Even though I still seemed to be feeling icky, I was never going to accept that there was a cause for it. I lay down on my couch thinking I was beginning to watch a TV show, but quickly fell asleep. When I woke not too long afterwards, I was completely symptom-free.
More than being grateful to feel well, I was grateful for the thoughts that came so quickly--right when I needed them--to counter the fearful and unwell thoughts. It reminds me of a story from the Bible. Jesus and his disciples encountered a man who was born blind. The disciples, still accepting the commonly held belief that diseases were the result of sin, asked Jesus whether A) the blind man had sinned, or if B) his parents had, to cause the blindness. Jesus chose C) None of the above! He said the only possible outcome of the situation was to show God's glory, and then he healed the man. I think it was the same for me. No one and no thing had caused me to feel ill; it was simply another opportunity to demonstrate God's goodness, and to know my freedom as his beloved child. Amen!
Healing the blind man
Suddenly well
So, one second, I'm standing up feeling perfect, then the next second, I sit down and feel horrible! It was sort of a stomach-head-sinus feeling of yuck. After the initial shock of this shift in how I felt, I began mentally to handle my thoughts about the symptoms.
First, I knew I needed to overcome the fear that I was being sentenced to suffer through some sort of cold, something that had a timeline it needed to fulfill. The calming thought that met this fear came quickly: even though the symptoms felt physical, I knew they were simply a mistaken thought. And this mistaken thought could be changed, replaced with the truth, in the blink of an eye--could be made to reflect what I knew was really going on with me as God's image and likeness.
Once I wasn't afraid anymore, it became obvious to me that the symptoms had no cause. Hadn't I just been feeling super a moment before? Wasn't I knowing my oneness with God? I reasoned that He never created the symptoms, or whatever condition they might be symptoms of. God is so good! The whole thing just made absolutely no sense to me.
So rather than resigning myself to suffer, I kept up this mental protest. Even though I still seemed to be feeling icky, I was never going to accept that there was a cause for it. I lay down on my couch thinking I was beginning to watch a TV show, but quickly fell asleep. When I woke not too long afterwards, I was completely symptom-free.
More than being grateful to feel well, I was grateful for the thoughts that came so quickly--right when I needed them--to counter the fearful and unwell thoughts. It reminds me of a story from the Bible. Jesus and his disciples encountered a man who was born blind. The disciples, still accepting the commonly held belief that diseases were the result of sin, asked Jesus whether A) the blind man had sinned, or if B) his parents had, to cause the blindness. Jesus chose C) None of the above! He said the only possible outcome of the situation was to show God's glory, and then he healed the man. I think it was the same for me. No one and no thing had caused me to feel ill; it was simply another opportunity to demonstrate God's goodness, and to know my freedom as his beloved child. Amen!
Healing the blind man
Suddenly well
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