We live in a time when it is important to not only stand for love but also stand for integrity.
We need the morality base to share love fully –
There are some that blindly say that love on their side of the fence is better than the next. This is arrogant and foolish.
You are not better than another because of your resources. In learning to use resources in such a way that the objective and goal are achieved is ideal.
Every person is cut from the same fabric
What a miraculous fabric it is.
It consists of colors and textures known to flourish and inhabit many different remote parts of our universe. The fabric is made from substances created at the beginning of time and woven and rewoven. Then given the grandest area in which to display for all of the universe to marvel in its workmanship: LIFE.
Life from lifelessness. Life from the movement of natural particles fueled by love. Love and freedom to arrange and rearrange itself into many different forms. Patterns and textures from one side of the fabric blend and are sewn together into intricate shapes and are joined together with parts from other middle and other ends of the wonderful fabric.
Our issues arise when our original wonder and beauty that fostered exploration and cooperation to combine so many different threads and unrelated textures into one glorious rendition of life becomes lost.
Lost is the knowledge that we all were built from fragments by love into consciousnesses. We start to think of ourselves as different and maybe even better than the other fabric creations. Groups are formed, certain patterns and colors join together. Some groups start to forget that once there was no separation, once there was only one fabric, and it was indeed themselves that decided to mix it up by combining different parts of the whole to create individual masterpieces from the original work of art. Some forget that it was in the original sharing that new beauties were made and now the new beauties are sometimes fearful and hateful of their differences.
We forget we will see each other again when we leave this place — this physical life on Earth. We will see each other again among the stars. Those who argued, those that killed, made war, cheated, lied, will relive these times from the point of view of those affected. We will have a chance to say we are sorry, to mend the broken fabric … we will have a chance to understand that in the signs of mending often cannot be concealed totally.
Taking the chance now helps not only us but those around us – the entry into everlasting life with all of the love Spirit has to offer may be realized sooner when we take the time to heal wounds now – forgive ourselves now, forgive others now and teach by example. Sharing compassion, being willing to say when you made a mistake, being open to all the help we have from Spirit to reach our full potentials is all Divine asks.
Love for you is there regardless
Love for others is there regardless
One pebble in the water makes many, many ripples.
Theory in action:
I received a call from family a few days ago saying that my grandmother was being made comfortable but she no longer could get out of bed. I went down right away and found her on a oxygen device similar to the ones some people need to use while they are sleeping. She was a bit incoherent and very jittery. She had told my aunt that she was seeing the spirits of my grandfather, her mother and her sisters and she was happy she would be with them soon.
I gave her a kiss and told her that I would bring down the older boys to see her the next day. I spent the rest of that evening contemplating how little I had really seen my grandmother in the last couple of years. My grandfather died two days before my husband and the times I did visit her were so raw with grief that I didn’t go see her as often as I maybe could have.
She always seemed to understand, however and we always were able to pick right up without a pause. I did take the older boys down to see her yesterday. She was much different than the day before. This time she was talkative, witty and affectionate. She kissed me, gave me a hug, told me to keep praying, said she has always loved me and that I will always be her first baby (I was her first grandbaby). I plan on taking the little ones down to see her as time allows, yet I know even if that takes me longer to do so than I would like she and I are good. Her pebble — labeled GRANDMA… is creating everlasting ripples of love, compassion and understanding.