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Lesson 264:
[Father, You stand before me and behind, beside me, in the place I see myself, and everywhere I go. You are in all the things I look upon, the sounds I hear, and every hand that reaches for my own. In You time disappears, and place becomes a meaningless belief. For what surrounds Your Son and keeps him safe is Love itself. There is no source but this, and nothing is that does not share its holiness; that stands beyond Your one creation, or without the Love which holds all things within itself. Father, Your Son is like Yourself. We come to You in Your Own Name today, to be at peace within Your everlasting Love.]
This is definitely the best lesson. Isn’t it? The instant I read it the song, “Looking for love in all the wrong places” came zipping into my mind. We have learned that there are no places. Right?
I’m wondering if it is possible to look and “eventually(?)” find God by looking where he is but he is not. Can we back into this expectation of an explosion of understanding?
This is a great lesson in noticing. Just noticing where and how we look. We have spent 263 lessons learning to look within. Where is within? How do I get there?
[You are in all the things I look upon, the sounds I hear, and every hand that reaches for my own.] That is the absolute truth but will you find God by looking at or into these things and who is “You” anyway?
We could envision ourselves submerged in a pool filled with water and think, “God’s love is in this water that is surrounding me.” There is no water surrounding anything. Can we gain this understanding by seeking it in what is not there? Gain?
God is in that rock. God is in that tree. God is in the air that I breathe. Notice how we look. We have the intellectual knowledge that there is nothing really out there but we keep looking towards it for the understanding of God. “I can’t help it!”
Notice how you look? Notice where you look? I have been learning how to look for eons. Can I possibly stop looking as I have learned how to? Is it necessary to look myself into futility until I can stop looking?
Can I stop looking? Can I write something without it being a question? Chuckle.
Can I do nothing? It’s impossible for me to “do” anything. How can I understand that? Can I type something that makes sense? I hear my mother shouting, “Stop this nonsense right now!” Did she know something?
[My brothers, join with me in this today. This is salvation's prayer. Must we not join in what will save the world, along with us?]
Why do I find it difficult to use the word “brother” to address another? To me the word suggests “someone else” who happens to have the same father. How can that be?
Notice the looking?
