Do you have a belief, either conscious or unconscious, that you need to meet certain criteria to be spiritually acceptable? Many of of were taught that there was a God somewhere judging our every action and thought! He was particularly interested in our sinful, perhaps lusty thoughts. Then at the end of your life you would be judged as being good or “not good enough” to enter into Heaven. That version has several flaws.
First, our Creator would not give us desires and then judge us for the very desires He created in us and then judge us for using them. It would make God mean-spirited, petty and unforgiving. That might be creating God in our image! Or someone we might know.
Second, heaven is within. We are already in it and do not have to earn it. We simply need to choose it.
A mean-spirited God is not the kind of God I believe in.
I believe in the God of Love. The God who was crazy in love with Itself, who couldn’t stop Itself from making me and you in Its image and likeness.
I believe in a God who is beside Himself with Joy, doing the Snoopy dance all day long. Wherever the Divine Gaze rests,beauty springs forth.
I believe in a Creator wild about the colors that he has created. I envision Him at play in the hoar-frost of winter, the new cherry blossoms in spring and the gorgeous autumn colors.
A mother’s love for her young is God’s crowning glory, His “piece de resistance” I see the Creator in the hummingbird who built her nest right outside my front door, in a scrawny bush, but still with enough camouflage her babies would be safe. She sat on the nest until two little hummingbirds were ready to fly!
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| Mother hummingbird well hidden |
I believe in the kindness and goodness of all people.
Recently I moved out of the home I have been living in for four years. I was greatly blessed by kindness from others. I am thankful for all of them. I am thankful for the planners who laid out my new home and organized my existing furniture in it. I am grateful for the fast -thinking packers who simply were in the flow of doing, never stopping simply moving forward. I am grateful for the methodical packers who measured twice or three times and cut once. I am grateful for the Window Guy who replaced screens for me because I felt it was the right thing to do. I am grateful for the hauling and sorting. I am grateful for my cleaning women who look after me so well, seeing with eyes filled with compassion for me. I see God in each one of these beloved. I see the evidence of the Divine. All of it is Love in action and I am greatly blessed. I see that there never was any need to jump through any spiritual hoops. My good, just like the baby hummingbirds’ good, is at hand. I am choosing heaven today!
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| A better look at the Hummingbird |