Death is a thought that takes on many forms, often unrecognised. It may appear as sadness, fear, anxiety or doubt; as anger, faithlessness and lack of trust; concern for bodies, envy, and all forms in which the wish to be as you are not may come to tempt you. Such thoughts are reflections of the worshipping of death as saviour and as giver of release.
Embodiment of fear, the host of sin, god of the guilty and the lord of all illusions and deceptions. The frail, the helpless and the sick bow down before its image, thinking it alone is real, inevitable, worthy of their trust. All things but death are seen to be unsure, to quickly lost however hard to gain, uncertain in their outcome, apt to fail the hopes they once engendered, and to leave the taste of dust and aches in their wake, in place of aspirations and of dreams.
It says: "Here lies a witness God is dead." It is impossible to worship death in any form, and select a few you would not cherish and would avoid, while believing in the rest. For death is total. Either all things die, or else they live and cannot die. No compromise is possible. The idea of death of God is so preposterous that even the insane have difficulty in believing it. It implies that God was once alive and somehow perished; killed, apparently, by those who did not want Him to survive. With the Father died the Son as well.
Death's worshippers may be afraid. Can thoughts like those be fearful? There is no death, and we renounce it now in every form, for their salvation and our own as well. God did not make death. Whatever form it takes must therefore be illusion.
"Our Father, bless our eyes today. We are your messengers , and we would look upon the glorious reflection of Your Love which shines in everything. We live and move in You alone. We are not separate from Your eternal life. There is no death, for death is not Your Will. We abide where You have placed us, in the life we share with You and all living things, to be like You and part of You forever. We accept Your Thoughts as ours, and our will is one with Yours eternally. Amen." www.jean-lucdabreau.com
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
"I AM AS GOD CREATED ME."
This single thought, held firmly in the mind, would save the world. We should repeat it as we reach another stage in learning. These words re sacred, they are the words of God given in answer to the world we have made. All things seen within its misty clouds and vaporous illusions vanish as these words are spoken. They come from God.
The word by which the Son became His Father's happiness, His Love and His completion. Creation is proclaimed, and honoured as it is. There is no dream these words will not dispel; no thought of sin and no illusion which the dream contains that will not fade away.
Holy is he who makes these words his own; awakening with them in his mind, recalling them throughout the day, at night bringing them with him as he goes to sleep. He gives the world what he receives each time he practices the words of truth. Christ's vision has restored our sight by salvaging our mind.
Ours is the right to perfect holiness we now accept. With this acceptance is salvation brought to everyone. I am as God created me. These words dispel the night and darkness is gone forever. The light has come today to bless the world. We have recognized the Son of God, in that recognition is the world's. www.jean-lucdabreau.com
The word by which the Son became His Father's happiness, His Love and His completion. Creation is proclaimed, and honoured as it is. There is no dream these words will not dispel; no thought of sin and no illusion which the dream contains that will not fade away.
Holy is he who makes these words his own; awakening with them in his mind, recalling them throughout the day, at night bringing them with him as he goes to sleep. He gives the world what he receives each time he practices the words of truth. Christ's vision has restored our sight by salvaging our mind.
Ours is the right to perfect holiness we now accept. With this acceptance is salvation brought to everyone. I am as God created me. These words dispel the night and darkness is gone forever. The light has come today to bless the world. We have recognized the Son of God, in that recognition is the world's. www.jean-lucdabreau.com
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
"GIVE ME YOUR BLESSING, HOLY GOD."
Take a stand against our anger, that our fears may disappear and offer room for love. Here is the answer of the Voice for God. Complete abstraction is the natural condition of the mind. Part of it is now unnatural. It does not look on everything as one. It sees instead fragments of the whole, for only thus could it invent the partial you could see. All seeing is to show what you wish to see. All hearing brings to mind the sounds it wants to hear.
One brother is all brothers. Every mind contains all minds, and every mind is one. This is the truth. These thoughts make clear the meaning of creation. Our bodies are symbols for a concrete form of fear. Fear without symbols calls for no response, symbols can stand for the meaningless. Love needs no symbols, being true. Fear attaches to specifics, being false.
Bodies attack, but minds do not. This is the reason bodies easily become fear symbols. The body is the target for attack, since no one thinks he hates a mind. Mind directs the body to attack. What could be the seat of fear except what thinks of fear? Hate is specific. There must be a think to be attacked. Fear is insatiable, consuming everything its eyes behold, seeing itself in everything, compelled to turn upon itself and to destroy.
Who sees a brother as a body sees him as fear's symbol. What he beholds is his own fear external to himself, poised to attack, and calling to unite with him again. "Give me your blessings, holy Son of God. I would behold you with the eyes of Christ, seeing my perfect sinlessness in you." He will answer me. He will hear the Voice for God in you. Kindly click on; www.jean-lucdabreau.com
One brother is all brothers. Every mind contains all minds, and every mind is one. This is the truth. These thoughts make clear the meaning of creation. Our bodies are symbols for a concrete form of fear. Fear without symbols calls for no response, symbols can stand for the meaningless. Love needs no symbols, being true. Fear attaches to specifics, being false.
Bodies attack, but minds do not. This is the reason bodies easily become fear symbols. The body is the target for attack, since no one thinks he hates a mind. Mind directs the body to attack. What could be the seat of fear except what thinks of fear? Hate is specific. There must be a think to be attacked. Fear is insatiable, consuming everything its eyes behold, seeing itself in everything, compelled to turn upon itself and to destroy.
Who sees a brother as a body sees him as fear's symbol. What he beholds is his own fear external to himself, poised to attack, and calling to unite with him again. "Give me your blessings, holy Son of God. I would behold you with the eyes of Christ, seeing my perfect sinlessness in you." He will answer me. He will hear the Voice for God in you. Kindly click on; www.jean-lucdabreau.com
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
"I AM AT HOME. FEAR IS THE STRANGE HERE."
Fear is the stranger to the ways of love. Identify with fear, and you will be a stranger to yourself. Thus you are unknown to you. You remain an alien to the part of you which thinks that it is real but different from yourself. Who but a madman could believe he is what he is not, and judge against himself?
There is a stranger in your midst, who comes from an idea so foreign to the truth he speaks a different language, looks upon a world truth does not know, and understands what truth regards as senseless. Yet, how easy it would be for you to say, "This is my home. Here I belong, and will not leave because a madman says I must." No one would let himself be dispossessed so needlessly, unless he thought there were another home more suited to his tastes.
Who is the stranger? Is it fear or you that is unsuited to the home which God provided for his children? Is fear His Own, created in His likeness? Is it fear that love completes, and is completed by? There is no home can shelter love and fear. They cannot coexist. If you are real, then fear must be an illusion. If fear is real, then we do not exist.
Who fears has denied himself and said, "I am a stranger here. Therefore, I leave my home to someone more like me than myself, giving him all I thought belonged to me." A stranger to himself can find no home wherever he may look, because he has made returning impossible. His way is lost except for a miracle. The miracle will come.
Who is the stranger? Hear God's voice assure you, quietly and sure, that you are not a stranger to God, nor is your Creator a stranger made to you. "Whom God has joined remain forever one, at home in Him, no stranger to Himself." Christ's vision sees no strangers, but behold His Own and joyously unites with them. Home may be complete and perfect as it was established.
God has not forgotten us. We will not remember Him until we look on all as He does. Remembering now,"who denies his brother is denying God, and refusing to accept the gift of sight by which his Self is clearly recognized, his home remembered and salvation come." Visit; www.jean-lucdabreau.com
There is a stranger in your midst, who comes from an idea so foreign to the truth he speaks a different language, looks upon a world truth does not know, and understands what truth regards as senseless. Yet, how easy it would be for you to say, "This is my home. Here I belong, and will not leave because a madman says I must." No one would let himself be dispossessed so needlessly, unless he thought there were another home more suited to his tastes.
Who is the stranger? Is it fear or you that is unsuited to the home which God provided for his children? Is fear His Own, created in His likeness? Is it fear that love completes, and is completed by? There is no home can shelter love and fear. They cannot coexist. If you are real, then fear must be an illusion. If fear is real, then we do not exist.
Who fears has denied himself and said, "I am a stranger here. Therefore, I leave my home to someone more like me than myself, giving him all I thought belonged to me." A stranger to himself can find no home wherever he may look, because he has made returning impossible. His way is lost except for a miracle. The miracle will come.
Who is the stranger? Hear God's voice assure you, quietly and sure, that you are not a stranger to God, nor is your Creator a stranger made to you. "Whom God has joined remain forever one, at home in Him, no stranger to Himself." Christ's vision sees no strangers, but behold His Own and joyously unites with them. Home may be complete and perfect as it was established.
God has not forgotten us. We will not remember Him until we look on all as He does. Remembering now,"who denies his brother is denying God, and refusing to accept the gift of sight by which his Self is clearly recognized, his home remembered and salvation come." Visit; www.jean-lucdabreau.com
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
"I GIVE THE MIRACLES I HAVE RECEIVED."
I cannot give what I have not received. To give something requires that I first have it in my my possession. The laws of Heaven and the world agree. But here they also separate. The world believes that to possess a thing, it must be kept. Salvation teaches otherwise. To give is how to recognize I have received. It is the proof that what I have is mine.
I do understand that I am healed when I give healing. I accept forgiveness as accomplished in myself when I forgive. There is no miracle I cannot give, for all are given to me. I receive them now by opening the storehouse of my mind where they are laid, and giving them away. Christ's vision is a miracle. It comes from far beyond itself, for it reflects Eternal Love and rebirth of love which never dies, but has been kept obscure. What God created perfect can be mirrored in this world.
Christ's vision is the miracle in which all miracles are born. Christ beholds no sin in anyone. Christ's vision is the bridge between the worlds. Holiness has been restored to vision, and the blind can see. This is the Holy Spirit's single gift; the treasure house to which I can appeal with perfect certainty for all the things that can contribute to my happiness.
No one will be turned away from this new home, where salvation waits. Christ's vision is the holy ground in which the lilies of forgiveness set their roots. This is their home. They become His messengers, who give as they received. They are twice blessed. The messages they brought from Christ have been delivered, and returned to them.
The store of miracles set out for me to give. I'm I not worth the gift, when God appointed it be given me? Judge not God's son, just follow in the way He has established. Christ has dreamed the dream of a forgiven world. It is His gift, whereby a sweet transition can be made from death to life; from hopelessness to hope. Christ's vision gives the means for a return to our unlost and everlasting sanctity in God. www.jean-lucdabreau.comwww.jean-lucdabreau.com
I do understand that I am healed when I give healing. I accept forgiveness as accomplished in myself when I forgive. There is no miracle I cannot give, for all are given to me. I receive them now by opening the storehouse of my mind where they are laid, and giving them away. Christ's vision is a miracle. It comes from far beyond itself, for it reflects Eternal Love and rebirth of love which never dies, but has been kept obscure. What God created perfect can be mirrored in this world.
Christ's vision is the miracle in which all miracles are born. Christ beholds no sin in anyone. Christ's vision is the bridge between the worlds. Holiness has been restored to vision, and the blind can see. This is the Holy Spirit's single gift; the treasure house to which I can appeal with perfect certainty for all the things that can contribute to my happiness.
No one will be turned away from this new home, where salvation waits. Christ's vision is the holy ground in which the lilies of forgiveness set their roots. This is their home. They become His messengers, who give as they received. They are twice blessed. The messages they brought from Christ have been delivered, and returned to them.
The store of miracles set out for me to give. I'm I not worth the gift, when God appointed it be given me? Judge not God's son, just follow in the way He has established. Christ has dreamed the dream of a forgiven world. It is His gift, whereby a sweet transition can be made from death to life; from hopelessness to hope. Christ's vision gives the means for a return to our unlost and everlasting sanctity in God. www.jean-lucdabreau.comwww.jean-lucdabreau.com
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
"I LEARN TO GIVE AS I RECEIVE."
What has been given to me? The knowledge that I am a mind, in mind and purely mind, sinless forever, wholly unafraid, because I was created out of Love. I have not left my Source, remaining as I was created. This was given to me as knowledge which I cannot lose. It was also given to every living thing, so by that knowledge only does all things live.
I have received all this. All this cannot be learned. What am to learn to give this day? Understand that experience cannot be shared directly, in the way that vision can. The revelation that the Father and Son are one will come in time to every mind. That time is determined by the mind itself, not taught.
Time is already set. It appears to be arbitrary. There is no step along the way that is taken by chance. Time seems to go in one direction. It seems to have a future still unknown to us. Time is a trick, a sleight of hand, a vast illusion in which figures come and go as if by magic. Though, there is a plan behind appearances that does not change. The script is written. When experience will come to end our doubting.
A teacher does not give experience, because he did not learn it. It revealed itself to him at its appointed time. But vision is a gift. This can be given directly, for Christ's knowledge is not lost, because He has a vision He can give to anyone who asks. There is a quiet place within the world made holy by forgiveness and by love. Experience - unlearned, untaught, unseen - is merely there.
Christ's vision has one law. It does not look upon a body, and mistake it for the Son whom God created. It beholds a light beyond the body; an idea beyond what can be touched, a purity undimmed by errors, pitiful mistakes, and fearful thoughts of guilt from dreams of sin. It sees no separation. It looks on everyone, on every circumstance, all happenings and all events, without the slightest fading of the light it sees.
This can be taught; and must be taught by all who would achieve it. This we give today: See no one as a body. Greet them as the Children of God they are, acknowledging that they are one with us in holiness. They are no more. Thus I learn to give as I receive. Christ's vision looks on me as well. As in my fellow person I see myself. Every person whom I meet today provides another chance to let Christ's vision shine on me, and offer me the peace of God.
It does not matter when revelation comes, that is not of time. Time has still one gift to give, in which true knowledge is reflected in a way so accurate its image shares its unseen holiness; its likeness shines with its immortal love. Let us practice seeing with the eyes of Christ today. By the holy gifts we give, Christ's vision looks upon ourselves as well. www.jean-lucdabreau.com
I have received all this. All this cannot be learned. What am to learn to give this day? Understand that experience cannot be shared directly, in the way that vision can. The revelation that the Father and Son are one will come in time to every mind. That time is determined by the mind itself, not taught.
Time is already set. It appears to be arbitrary. There is no step along the way that is taken by chance. Time seems to go in one direction. It seems to have a future still unknown to us. Time is a trick, a sleight of hand, a vast illusion in which figures come and go as if by magic. Though, there is a plan behind appearances that does not change. The script is written. When experience will come to end our doubting.
A teacher does not give experience, because he did not learn it. It revealed itself to him at its appointed time. But vision is a gift. This can be given directly, for Christ's knowledge is not lost, because He has a vision He can give to anyone who asks. There is a quiet place within the world made holy by forgiveness and by love. Experience - unlearned, untaught, unseen - is merely there.
Christ's vision has one law. It does not look upon a body, and mistake it for the Son whom God created. It beholds a light beyond the body; an idea beyond what can be touched, a purity undimmed by errors, pitiful mistakes, and fearful thoughts of guilt from dreams of sin. It sees no separation. It looks on everyone, on every circumstance, all happenings and all events, without the slightest fading of the light it sees.
This can be taught; and must be taught by all who would achieve it. This we give today: See no one as a body. Greet them as the Children of God they are, acknowledging that they are one with us in holiness. They are no more. Thus I learn to give as I receive. Christ's vision looks on me as well. As in my fellow person I see myself. Every person whom I meet today provides another chance to let Christ's vision shine on me, and offer me the peace of God.
It does not matter when revelation comes, that is not of time. Time has still one gift to give, in which true knowledge is reflected in a way so accurate its image shares its unseen holiness; its likeness shines with its immortal love. Let us practice seeing with the eyes of Christ today. By the holy gifts we give, Christ's vision looks upon ourselves as well. www.jean-lucdabreau.com
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
"INTO GOD'S PRESENCE I WILL ENTER NOW."
This is a day of silence and trust. This is the time Heaven has set aside to shine upon, and cast a timeless light upon us. This day is holy, for it ushers in a new experience; a different kind of feeling and awareness. Today we learn to feel the joy of life. It brings us to the door where learning ceases, and we catch a glimpse of what lies past the highest reaches it can possibly attain.
Today we will be given to feel a touch of Heaven, though we will return to paths of learning. What we ask for now is what God wills. So, lets join our will with God's this day, what we are asking must be given to us. Our ministry takes on a genuine devotion, and the glow that travels from our fingertips to those we touch, and blesses those we look upon. A vision reaches everyone we meet, and everyone we think of, or who thinks of us. Today our experience will transform our minds that they become the touchstone for the holy Thoughts of God.
What we experience this day will light the world. We who bring it light will come to see the light more sure; the vision more distinct. We will embark upon a course we have not dreamed of. The Holy One, the Giver of happy dreams of life, Translator of perception into truth, the holy Guide to Heaven given to us. Into God's Presence will we enter now, serenely unaware of everything except His shining face and perfect Love. www.jean-lucdabreau.com
Today we will be given to feel a touch of Heaven, though we will return to paths of learning. What we ask for now is what God wills. So, lets join our will with God's this day, what we are asking must be given to us. Our ministry takes on a genuine devotion, and the glow that travels from our fingertips to those we touch, and blesses those we look upon. A vision reaches everyone we meet, and everyone we think of, or who thinks of us. Today our experience will transform our minds that they become the touchstone for the holy Thoughts of God.
What we experience this day will light the world. We who bring it light will come to see the light more sure; the vision more distinct. We will embark upon a course we have not dreamed of. The Holy One, the Giver of happy dreams of life, Translator of perception into truth, the holy Guide to Heaven given to us. Into God's Presence will we enter now, serenely unaware of everything except His shining face and perfect Love. www.jean-lucdabreau.com
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