Questions & Answers

there's just one error: a lie about you, words Love never said, things Life never gave— like hurt, pain, fear, hate, sick here, don't-feel-good there, I wish, I want, I'm-afraid-I-won't— words painted on a balloon that blows itself up the bigger, the worse, until truth appears like a tiny pin, then you take it up and the pin is a sword, you pierce the balloon and the bad words are gone, then the sword is aflame with warm, strong good that says Life is Love and you feel loved— the lie never was and you are free. CARL J.

Petals? Just some flowery phrasing I said (with a grin toward my own phrasing) until I gave thought. Like arms of love that shield and steady until we are ready to show dominion, so petals are understood in unfoldment as blossom appearing.

indiscriminate as summer rain, blessing all who come within the circle of our thought. Let love be not like a dole bestowed on some in meager portions, but let it rather flow as freely as the rising tide.

They came to frame a truthful man with blasphemous insurrection. With hypocritical mask torn from faceless question, they listened.

That's enough! No more recrimination. No more I should have, I shouldn't have, Why did I or If only.

There is no fear here, Because God is here. There is no fear there, Because God is there.

Good symbols have their place. They are an aid to grasping God's ideas.

O armor, how safe I feel when in your strength I'm clothed, when no intruder dares impose upon my knight-thoughts: right thoughts straight from God. Never could this suit of Truth's declaring that I'm wearing ever break or bend or fall.

Mary wept before the empty tomb. She asked where they had laid her Master.

God, lead me into opportunities to bless. Keep me ready and prepared for situations not expected.