Without forgiveness I will still be blind.
Sin is the symbol of attack. Behold it anywhere, and I will suffer. For forgiveness is the only means whereby Christ’s vision comes to me. Let me accept what His sight shows me. Let me accept what His sight shows me as the simple truth, and I am healed completely. Brother, come and let me look on you. Your loveliness reflects my own. Your sinlessness is mine. You stand forgiven, and I stand with you.
So would I look on everyone today. My brothers are your Sons. Your Fatherhood created them, and gave them all to me as part of You, and my own Self as well. Today I honour You through them, and thus I hope this day to recognise my Self.
Can you believe it – more forgiveness! But I’m getting used to it, used to the fact that whatever the question, whatever the disharmony, whatever the illness, the answer is forgiveness. Yes, and love. But they are the same thing, you can’t have one without the other. It was a pretty unchallenging day forgiveness wise. Very please about that.
Had a great day. Lunch in Vegged Out in Fletchers Walk in the city centre (a possible venue for a book reading) and dinner in The Bottle of Sack in Sutton, sandwiched between a quick Writers Without Borders meeting in the Coffee Lounge in Navigation St. Fortunately I’d had the good sense to go to the gym this morning, so was able to enjoy the gorgeous vegan cakes in Vegged Out without any guilt whatsoever.
Sold another copy of Betrayed today. A drop that will some day become a flood.