Creation’s freedom promises my own…
Freedom is ours by nature of our creation.
I identify my Self either as having my being in God, as Christ; the Son in which we are all one, and co-creator with the Father; unlimited, eternal and free …
Or, I identify myself as a victim born of a world in which I am but a pawn, striving to stay alive until the inevitable heavy hand of death snuffs me out. Where the best I can hope for is temporary specialness, Hoping to one-up on the other guy only to return to the humdrum of bad-hair days soon to follow…
The ego mind is a seductive, sneaky little player; and if I want to believe myself the hero of its dream, I need time and space and winners and losers to play it all out…
I have tried on the identity of both these options for size; love and fear...
And truly, only one fits... and fits perfectly for all time...
The other? Not so much... It’s excruciating the pain and guilt and utter imprisoning futility of the other… Well, it’s just hell…
Absolute freedom is here, now, not in some future moment near or far.
It is the decision to give up the ridiculous competition with God and grow up…
Creations freedom is simply letting reality be...
It’s funny, when we ‘stop’ interfering with we find the Heaven we've been seeking ‘out-there’~ right here, within, now…
I was only lost because I had forgotten who I am and why I am here.
In reality, I am free… That is nature of creation… Creation’s freedom promises my own. Only my belief in limitation, scarcity and survival became my prison walls. Withdraw belief, and poof! ~freedom!~ Free is what I am…
“I will accept Your promises today, and give my faith to them. My Father loves the Son Whom He created as His Own. Would You withhold the gifts You gave to me?”
Thank you ~ I love you
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