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Having God

This life is not mine and the energy that flows through my body, keeping my eyes open and synapses responsive, is only temporary. When it is done flowing through me, it will go back to God along with the uniqueness that was my soul and spirit. Each person is gifted a similar energy governed by a universal truth and grace.  We are each equally allowed to achieve our highest expression of self using that energy during our temporary stay on Earth. 

And day by day I will feel this greatness and aim to make the best of the precious energy that God has blessed me with. 

Crying out in twisted agony and hopeless emotion is dampening on that spirit that God gave you.  We've all been there.  Some of us are still there.  But a dry eye is better able to see a clearly defined source of light; otherwise, vision is unclear - the washed brightness or sinking darkness can be painfully overwhelming. 

Yet don't feel down about being....down.  What is high without low?

How can you know when you have light if you've never had darkness? 

The sun is shining today and love surrounds me effortlessly...endlessly. 

Even through the rain, I remind myself of this daily.  

I have God.  He has blessed me with the energy and the spirit to be perfect in his eyes and that is all I need. 

I have God.



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