It is hell that makes extravagant demands for sacrifice. Our present trust in the Creator is the defense that promises a future undisturbed, without a trace of sorrow, joy that constantly increases, as our lives become a holy instant, set in time, but heeding only immortality. Let our present trust direct the future, and this life becomes a meaningful encounter with the truth that only our defenses would conceal.
Without defenses, we become a light which Heaven gratefully acknowledges to be its own. It will lead us on in ways appointed for our happiness according to the ancient plan, begun when time was born. Our followers will join their lights with ours, and it will be increased until the world is lighted up with joy. Our brothers and sisters will lay aside their cumbersome defenses, which availed them nothing and could only terrify. from "Underneath the Mango Tree." by BID
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