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The Eternal Now: Trusting in the Infinite
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Sunday, December 12, 2010. Trusting in the Infinite. And I say unto you,. Be given you." - Luke 11:9. I really like Rev. Ike. He is one of my favorite New Thought authors. He once said that when you declare a thing to be true, something that you want accomplished, that you must never ask yourself "how." If you get caught up in the how of how a thing is to get done or to be accomplished, it won't work. You just declare. A thing, and know. It is going to be. The "how". Is not your job. The "how".
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The Eternal Now: December 2010
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Sunday, December 12, 2010. Trusting in the Infinite. And I say unto you,. Be given you." - Luke 11:9. I really like Rev. Ike. He is one of my favorite New Thought authors. He once said that when you declare a thing to be true, something that you want accomplished, that you must never ask yourself "how." If you get caught up in the how of how a thing is to get done or to be accomplished, it won't work. You just declare. A thing, and know. It is going to be. The "how". Is not your job. The "how".
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The Eternal Now: Love Poems by A.P. Kelson
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Monday, August 2, 2010. Love Poems by A.P. Kelson. In the morning I shall go out and dance with God,. Above the meadows and streams. Like small lemon colored butterflies. Whirling over grass and blossom. Dancing the joy of this creation,. The endless delight in this play of Being . It is all Love. It is all for Love. The Love of The One for All that It is. In the morning, I go out to dance with God. This bliss is beyond naming. It is the All that Is. It is the song of creation and creator.
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The Eternal Now: August 2010
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Monday, August 2, 2010. Love Poems by A.P. Kelson. In the morning I shall go out and dance with God,. Above the meadows and streams. Like small lemon colored butterflies. Whirling over grass and blossom. Dancing the joy of this creation,. The endless delight in this play of Being . It is all Love. It is all for Love. The Love of The One for All that It is. In the morning, I go out to dance with God. This bliss is beyond naming. It is the All that Is. It is the song of creation and creator.
