Stepping out of partisanship

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?

Reblog: The simple art of trusting, dog style


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

Reblog: His Voice

Cute analogy. This is in a response to when a child asks why she has a hard time hearing God’s voice.

Reblogged from Deep and Wonderful Thoughts

His Voice

My middle child said to me one day, “Mom, I never hear God’s voice. He talks to you, but not to me.” I then proceeded to give him an illustration.

Me: “How do you know your dad’s voice?”

Child: “Because I know him. I know what he sounds like.” Read more