During the daily course, there is much that frets the nerves—those things, which irritate—those things, which at the time seem almost too much to be borne—the thoughtless act—the hasty word.
You know these so well—yet as you go along, you can retrieve even that little, which has gone awry—retrieve it by that which is the opposite from what has taken place—so when the physical mind fails you, look around and make good—see that love replaces lack of love—see that thought is put in place of lack of thought.
There, in beauty, an emblem of God, so it is gathered into the great pattern, and so, for all time, the thought and words in which the thought found expression, that remains to be used again and again.
Put those suggestions of self from you—those many expedient suggestions, which the evil forces upon your reluctant physical mind.
Yes—your Father knows that difficulties beset your path—the Father knows that the hill is steep to climb, but has He not said that even as you stumble, so He is there to raise you up?
Has He not said that His messengers and those imbued with power direct from Him, that these walk with you, fending off from you that which would strike—that which would hinder?
28 August 2024
Why does every little thing irritate me?
The time is passing when thought alone is strong enough—the next stage is action.
The Master calls—
There is work to do.
Not a word said to help—to strengthen—to purify another—ever fails.
As you go along during your daily life, retrieve each act, which does not have God in it, even as it is committed.
The Master calls.
Will you answer—
Yes—I come?
The spirit within is saying—
Now is the time!
What does the mind of the body say in reply?
Posted by Luisa Rodrigues Luisa Rodrigues at 12:22
Labels: Conundrums
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