I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

(197) It can but be my gratitude I earn.

Who should give thanks for my salvation but myself? And how but through salvation can I find the Self to Whom my thanks are due?

I am not a body. I am free. For I am still as God created me.

It was one of those lazy, hazy Sundays, where nothing moved too quickly, let alone me, and everything had a warm fuzzy feel. I didn’t really focus too much on the lesson today, apart from remembering to give thanks for such a lovely day, despite the showers, which are now such a feature of this summer.

During a conversation with a friend today I was being cautioned to be on my guard from unscrupulous behaviour from others. For everything I was cautioned against I said in my head ‘in my defencelessness my safety lies’ and admitted that total trust in God seem to fly in the face of common sense. I guess I’m going to have to stay with the trust though.

On another note. After months of being ‘stuck’ on the parenting novel, I’ve put it on hold and started a new one, which is flowing much more freely. There just wasn’t enough sex in the parenting one. I’m having way more fun now.