Tag: Bible

Stepping out of partisanship

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During this political season it can be hard to keep my thoughts pure, holy and in line with God when thinking about political parties. It’s so easy to jump into partisanship, thinking one side is better than the other, or that the solutions to our problems depend on one party and candidate.

But doesn’t all of this break the First Commandment – “Thou shalt have no other Gods before me” (Exodus 20:3)?

When I think about political parties and the running candidates from God’s perspective, I naturally love and cherish the humanity and goodness in each individual and the ideas they express. I know that none of these individuals are “evil” because we are all children of God. When I look at things from this spiritual perspective, I know and trust that the good in my life comes from God and not from a human being or a political system. After all, God, infinite Mind, is the source of all good, useful, and creative ideas.

So in this election season, even though it can be challenging, I am praying to know that God’s ideas will be expressed in a way that blesses the whole world. I don’t personally know what the best answer will be; no human candidate is perfect, but God is. Praying in this way helps me bring the government of God back into my life and consciousness; enables me to feel more loving towards my fellow-man; and I feel better able to trust my well-being to God.

Interested in praying for mankind during this election season? Here are some great resources. 

Tonight – LIVE – event “Honest politics: no matter what side of the fence you’re on” 6pm ET

Article – “Government: What does God have to do with it?“

A gratitude attitude & my grandparents

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I find thinking of others and feeling grateful so healing.

I’ve been thinking of my grandparents recently. They are moving to a senior community tomorrow about a half hour away from their current home. My aunt has been so kind in finding a place for them, making the arrangements and taking care of the move.

I admire and am so grateful for the way my family looks out for one another. This move affects all of us particularly because “Grandma’s house” has been the place that our family has congregated since I was a child. Over the past several years, though, we have all seen how much upkeep a large house takes and that all of the “stuff” they have accumulated or saved for us isn’t really necessary for any of us. I’m grateful for the freedom they will find in their new apartment, and for the community and activity they will get to enjoy.

I’m trusting in God that there can’t be any loss from their move. For example, we have other relatives homes where we can all get together for the holidays. I know that God prepares a place and makes radiant room for each of us. God takes care of all the details. Trusting all the accommodations to God leaves my family in the prime position of witnessing God’s love and blessings for all of us, without stress or worry.

As I mentioned in the beginning, being grateful and thinking of others is healing. As I focus my thought more on my family, the world and other loved ones, I become more grateful – more aware of good. These thoughts naturally bless my home, family, body, and experience. These are just the wonderful side-effects – or spiritual law – of thinking of others and feeling grateful.

So, if you’re feeling down today, open your thought to gratitude. It is sure to brighten your day.

By the way, Happy Canadian Thanksgiving Day!

Reblog: The simple art of trusting, dog style

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The simple art of trusting, dog style

By Pat Collins (Reblogged from CSMonitor.com)

As I worked at my desk this morning, I looked down to see our two small dogs, Lucky and Bo-Bo, lying peacefully in their little beds. Even though it was approaching midday, they seemed to think it was an appropriate time to take yet another nap.

I hated to interrupt their “well-deserved” rest, but I really needed to use the shredder. As I put the papers into the hopper, the shredder came alive with its loud, high-pitched whir as it ate up the paper. I looked at the dogs, still peacefully lying there. I had a sense that they knew they were cared for, regardless of all the noise around them; they knew that I’m the one who cares for them, and I was there. All was well, and I would protect them.

Such trust… Read more