Love loves Life
Life lives Love.
No hate, nor end
will ever be, for
Love loves Life
Life lives Love,
This truth will be
For you and me
A law to demonstrate.
And you will see
your life is loved
And all you love,
each friend, each thought,
right where you are.
Love loves Life
Life lives Love.
Safety, health, supply, peace – wonderful and fond hopes. The modules of life. But where are they? Social media, the news keep pouring the opposite into our homes, our hearts. We even feel helpless when we are not directly involved.
From a Sunday school class, our daughter brought back one day a powerful image. The class had dealt with the question how to help the victims of a natural disaster. They came up with this: An airplane throws off boxes with much needed things – food, clothing, first aid – in troubled sports, devastated by natural disaster, mismanagement, or civil war, and those boxes are attached to parachutes, which are formed by qualities and thoughts. Goodness, strength, endurance, listening, grace were strong enough to carry the needed goods and would meet the need. Can you picture spiritual qualities like safety, hope, grace, go down on despair and hopelessness? Divine, indestructible Life and goodness overcome death and fear? Supply and nourishment wrestle down hunger and need?
More than hundred years ago Mary Baker Eddy, who loved mankind and spent her life devoted to healing and comfort of others, wrote: "From the interior of Africa to the utmost parts of the earth, the sick and the heavenly homesick or hungry hearts are calling on me for help, and I am helping them." (My, p. 147) But unlike Albert Schweitzer and other philanthropists she never set foot on the African Continent but spent her entire life in the U.S. She found a way to bless the entire planet – and we must find a way to help one another on this planet,too, to heal and support each other – and as much as Mary Baker Eddy felt impelled to meet "distant" needs as much as the ones close at hand, we can strive to live for all mankind, too.
The prayer that I yearn to whisper into every ear, is the 91st Psalm. It starts like this:
"He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler." To know of a certainty, that the refuge and fortress, the shelter and safety in God are the natural habitat for humanity. To feel that no place is ever out of reach of divine goodness, God, being the center and circumference of our spiritual being.
One supreme God, all men one family: If we pray and listen to our Maker, our thoughts reflect the goodness and power and they become shining transparencies for a higher freedom. Love, God, and Life, God, are holding hands and are encircling each one of us and enabling us all to know in our hearts: God is indeed our refuge and our fortress. Every good thought blesses - and a blessing heals, saves and protects. God protects and shelters the universe and wherever we are, we are at one with God. In Mary Baker Eddy’s time helpless and hungry people, lonely people, refugees, outcasts, despaired were calling out for help and Mary Baker Eddy would meet their needs in prayer – apart from the thousands whom she healed helped in concrete and direct ways, praying for them on direct demand and visiting and healing them specifically. Today helpless and hungry people, lonely people, refugees, outcasts, despaired are calling out for help -– and we can open our mental ears and do something.
So let's send off some parachutes, lets know that the 91st Psalm is not just a nice poem – it is a tangible power. I see the parachutes softly sail down to the ground and being welcomed with yearning hearts and minds. I think about the 91st Psalm and I remember its beginning like Martin Luther translated it: "He that dwelleth under the umbrella of the Highest and stays within the shadow of the Almighty."
May hope and gladness open their petals in every heart, opening potential for constructive action, dynamic grief and expectant outlook, looking up in thought to find the parachutes of spiritual qualities reach the waiting. They are being sent off by a humanity realizing more and more that is indeed a family. United through our divine Parent, infinite Love. We feel the peace because we “all serve one another”. There is no other way to heaven --- and here it begins, the path towards eternity.
Come, O fount of every vision,
Lift our eyes to what will come.
See the lion and the young lamb
Dwell together in Your home.
Hear the cries of war fall silent,
Feel our love glow like the sun.
When we all serve one another,
Then our heaven is begun.
(From Hymn. 460 by Eugene B. Navias)
Who is writing?
In my work as Christian Science practitioner and writer I draw on listening to God and listening to people.
I invest in peace.
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