Dear Hearts,
How many hours have I given to A Course in Miracles? How many sittings with His Lessons and His Words. I am not yet bored, or weary, not anxious to finish. There are deeper and truer layers that gleam behind the pages. I am moved and enchanted and desirous of His Promise. I am guided and loved and encouraged by new miracles. He joins me there in my sincere desire to hear, to learn, to truly live as son of God. He is within the words, and the words within me, growing, growing, understanding, wisdom, and ever more authentically my Self.
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I love you and feel abundantly great full for your being in my life.
MaryBeth
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His Lessons: Dripping with Brilliance and Intelligence
by MaryBeth and Jesus
I am resting this morning in the words of Life,
a rest so deep
the words themselves become a bed of quiet
but not of sleep.
The heart purrs with Christ energy
and Jess lends His Voice
amplifying my capacity to hear and hold;
His Breath a song
resonating through loins and soul,
dawning from within the cavity
of human maladies;
Messages of such right-mindedness
every raised fist quits their fight
I want to share them.
I want to live them.
I choose the Way they lead.
They are His Lessons,
dripping with brilliance and Intelligence;
holy thoughts
steering the trajectory of my desire
to fulfill my part in salvation.
If I speak of their importance,
you may think I exaggerate.
They are not merely recitation
for a school-girl’s memorization
but a life line, an Answer,
a purity of God-Mind,
a Supreme solution
of Supernatural application.
As I said,
dripping with brilliance and intelligence.
Of these words, Jess says:
The souls of the separated gently stir
with hope.
The dark and bitter dreams of death
give way.
An altar becomes visible and around it,
the angelic
who serve human beings,
receiving our make-believe
as we offer lies to Truth.
And each thoughtful act,
each heart felt consent
is extolled and extended;
sent forth to the
Treasure House of the Giving.
My Thoughts unlike the noose
of your own thinking,
are byways of gold.
Accept My Lessons
and the magnitude of your worthiness appears.
Ever so gently what you feared,
unhinged, unbelieved-in;
as What We are steps forward.
The film from slime sloshed eyes
peeled bright.
The words themselves
cast light on your place…
in the healing of creation,
in the awakening of hearts.
Part of the guarantee of salvation,
these little contracts you refuse to sign,
offer the promises which need your Yes.
Healing and Help are
hidden in the verses,
Power and Strength
in the lines skipped by
but for resistance…
just yesterday,
too lazy to linger,
to contemplate,
too arrogant for real beauty,
for the Will that would undo
the pains and perjury
of care less choices.
Behold now the words of the Care Giver.
Behold every little deed done
in kindness,
in trust,
in witness of
His Value and Desire for Love,
which you too must offer here.
A script of Truth and holy behavior
wishes to come through you
to complete the Will of God.
My words like a map of golden coins,
lead to a treasure of loving creations.
The map is given to be shared.
The Mind glistens with priceless unity.
Heaven must be
one Whole Sum
or Heaven is not at all.
Everyone is gifted with
the purse that never empties,
within yours, the Heart of Jesus,
the Christ.
Take My Hand,
then take another
who will also find a brother.
Together we collect the pence
of Light
until all the footfalls
of human forgiveness
illumine a translucent path.
Home is in our grasp!
Accept My lessons.
Let them touch you
and gently set you in your place,
above the orbits and nova’s,
and nimble spirits.
They will guide you
to the happiness
that comes from
true helpfulness.
They will give you
the everlasting pulse
of my Abundant Heart.
Choose to follow.
Choose now.
Our Father waits.