"What you believe is not necessarily as important as how strongly you believe it."
The Way God Intended...
...When
I was about 5 years old, accompanied by a favorite aunt,
I
boarded
a bus (or trolley, possibly powered by an overhead
electric
line),
which went from one side of the city to the beach
(where
we would eventually meet my mother & other aunts).
It
was a balmy, summer day, as far as I can recall, and I was
seated,
facing
forward on the right-hand side, about halfway down the bus.
After
a few stops, I noticed that two very special people boarded
the
bus
and sat down across from my aunt & I.
There
seemed to be an otherworldly, heavenly Beauty and
magnetism
radiating
from these two, white-clothed, eternally-youthful people.
They
had a tanned (South American?, Indian?) appearance; dark,
lustrous
hair
and brown eyes; and as just mentioned, they were both wearing
white
clothing.
-- The man wore white pants or possibly shorts and a
white
shirt,
-- and the woman wore a white blouse along with either a
white
skirt
or shorts. And both were clad in white sneakers or tennis
shoes.
(And
may actually have been tennis players.)
One
of them, I can't remember which, had a plaster cast on his or
her
broken
or sprained leg, and was utilizing crutches.
But,
I do remember, with great clarity, the extraordinarily gentle
&
comforting
love, care and concern they showed one another.
Turning
my head in their direction, I simply could not take my eyes
from
them,
-- they were so compellingly beautiful ...and, perfectly in
Love. 
Looking
directly into each other's eyes and speaking softly to
each
other
with great sensitivity, their love was like a glowing beacon,
--
and,
as it shone forth, it filled me with a blissfully glorious,
"warm
molasses"
feeling that I had never felt before.
Not
long after they boarded, they exited the bus, one tenderly
cradling
the
other's arm while gracefully guiding their partner, patiently,
to
the
door.
...Occasionally,
even though it's been over 50 years, I'll momentarily be
able
to relive that exhilarating
feeling
of Angelic Love beyond
words...
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Awakening...
...There
came a moment when I realized that everything I needed to
accomplish had already been achieved.
Nothing
more was required.
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"Waiting for Dawn"...
Early
one morning, before sunrise, a fisherman went to a river.
On
the bank he felt something underfoot, and found it to be a
small sack of stones.
He
picked up the sack, and putting his net aside, squatted on the
bank to await the sunrise. He was waiting for dawn to break in
order to start his day's work.
Lazily,
he picked a stone out of the bag and threw it into the water.
Then
he cast another stone and then another.
In
the absence of anything else to do, he kept tossing the stones
into the water, one by one.
Slowly
the sun rose and it became light. By that time he had thrown
all the stones away except one; the last stone lay in his palm.
His
heart almost failed him when he saw, by daylight, what he held
in his hand.
It
was a gem!
In
the darkness, he had thrown a whole sack of them away!
What
had he lost unknowingly!
Full
of remorse, he cursed himself. He sobbed and cried, almost out
of his mind with grief.
He
had accidentally stumbled upon enough wealth to enrich his life
many times over, but unknowingly, and in the darkness, he had
lost it.
Yet
in a way he was fortunate: still one gem was left; the light
had dawned before he had thrown it away too.
Generally,
most people are not even that fortunate.
There
is darkness all around and time is fleeting.
The
sun has not yet risen and we have already wasted all life's
precious gems. Life is a vast treasure trove, and man does
nothing with it but throw it away.
By
the time we have realized the importance of life, we have
whiled it away. The secret, the mystery, the bliss, the
deliverance, heaven -- all is lost.
And
one's life is spent.
-
An Awakened Soul
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"The
Lord slumbereth not, nor sleepeth..."
-
A Psalm of Praise
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Answered Questions...
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"For
I can see that in the midst of death, Life persists; in the
midst of untruth, Truth persists; in the midst of darkness,
Light persists. Hence I gather that God is Life, Truth,
Light. He is Love. He is the Supreme Good."
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Q.
So, if it is impossible to see God, -- even for only 20
seconds, and live, -- how could you have seen Him?
“The
release of atom power has changed everything except our
way of thinking…the solution to this problem
lies in the heart of mankind. If only I had known, I
should have become a watchmaker.”
Or rather, -- us?
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"The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion
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