The gift of Christ is all I seek today.
What but Christ’s vision would I use today, when it can offer me a day in which I see a world so like to Heaven that and ancient memory returns to me? Today I can forget the world I made. Today I can get past all fear, and be restored to love and holiness and peace. Today I am redeemed, and born anew into a world of mercy and of care; of loving kindness and of peace of God.
And so, our Father, we return to You, remembering we never went away; remembering Your holy gifts to us. In gratitude and thankfulness we come, with empty hands and open hearts and minds, asking but what You give. We cannot make an offering sufficient for Your Son. But in Your Love the gift of Christ is his.
Awake in the twilight hours (4 a.m.) with a head full of things that needed to go on paper. My journaling, and this lesson reminded me of how much I have to be grateful for. My journaling also made me see that I am still playing small, and helped me to see why I’m manifesting small in my life, including people who are afraid of me getting big – only because I’m afraid of getting big. Well NO MORE. As soon as I’ve finished the next two books I’m ready.
Speaking of which. I am on a roll with what I’m calling the ‘church’ book. I’m bang on target with 2000 words a day, even though most of those were written over two days. My, these characters are insistent.
I made a decision to deal with a lot of little jobs today, because I realised that they were taking up creative space. It seems to have worked – I’m on a proper roll.