Let not my mind deny the Thought of God…
The Thought of God
~I am the Thought of God…
Nothing else.
Why deny it?
Ultimately, resistance is futile…
The Thought of God is what I am ~ and only that…
It is through the grace of miracle-mindedness, inherent in accepting the Atonement for my Self that recognition is possible, now.
You are what I am~ the Thought of God. My acceptance is yours and yours mine…
We are no longer wholly insane.
By accepting the Atonement, we become miracle workers in this world… The Course tells us that the task of the miracle worker is to deny the denial of truth.
I am convinced that this is singly, the most significant assignment for the mind that still finds itself at all vulnerable to seeing itself as split. We deny the denial of truth and accept the Thought that gives us life. And in that one moment, is our holy instant of release~ We are aware that God’s Thought is what gives life. Period. Life is love, experienced as limitless Being…
Love is the Source that created like unto itself.
As such, we are here, resting in the truth of the Self as One. And nothing else is really happening at all. In this holy instant, now, reality rests in the Spirit of Being.
We are fulfilled, feeling the completion in this Thought that gives certainty to identity and peace of mind so thorough, there is no question to give answer to.
We accept therefore the reality of creation; regardless of the vain imaginings we have called ourselves.
Totally irrelevant are these identities which are displayed on the screen of the world-theater, where the characters wear the costume of a body amongst many bodies in a multitude of different personalities and separate interests~
Where, in the next moment we seem to have forgotten the truth about our Self and our Source, and take the drama to be our life, for real. We take the characters problems to be in need of solving.
The game is 'survival of the fittest' and conquest and acquisition and sickness and death ignite our senses with textures designed as nearly impossible for the ego identity to ignore. The bitter taste of fear rests at the back of our throats, while its cold loneliness pumps as blood in our veins. We stand convicted and wish for hope to rescue us from the dense and taut existence this character is condemned to…which is well, death .
~It is that irrelevant drama which at last we wholly deny and deny not the Thought of God ~which is, once again, life…
The thing is, we have seen the light… If, even only for an instant.
Perhaps the instant is now distant in our mind, such that we can’t really put our finger on, but still, it is there. Somehow, we know it is there, and somehow it increasingly lightens the burden of pretend reality.
We see from beyond. And we are becoming willing to recognize our sight.
And what we see is simply that that we've been doped up on illusion; sort of junkies of fear, subject to the confusion inherent in the state of guilty fear with its insane definitions and interpretation of what reality is.
Yet, honestly, can we take this serious any longer? We are but a heartbeat away from the truth we know; the Thought of God. We are aware we are no longer wholly insane. We just can no longer believe that what this medicated state of mind represents is what our life is.
We know it is not the truth.
Moreover, the truth rests quietly, patiently, within, awaiting but our desire to remember it. DENY THE DENIAL OF TRUTH! Simply this, is required to slip past addictive-repetitive-past-thoughts.
Let not my mind deny the Thought of God.
This thought is not only everything we ever wanted to know about ourselves, but everything we are…
It is our very life!
Here, in this so-called world, we are a mirror of truth, in which God Himself shines in perfect light.
When the temptation to deny the Thought of God and seek the dark enticing alternative the ego relentlessly murmurs to the mind, we quietly respond, “I will not look there because I know these images are not true”…
We lean back and let the Holy Thought of God shine on us in peace, knowing that His and only His Thought must be. The compulsive pull to deny the truth subsides and the ultimate familiarity of the peace of God pumps through our veins, the memory of truth…
We are the Thought of Love God Created as His Son; with us always, defining us always, giving us vision to see and power to create… Let us not deny the Thought of God. We are joined in purpose and we cannot fail~
I love you
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