Prayer For Change

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Dear Father, Mother,

Who exists beyond any place I can imagine,

But is as close to me as my breath.

Who lives in a state of Love I feel I can barely touch,

In my current state.

But who waits, patiently waits,

In every moment,

For me to reach for that Love;

To open my heart to receive,

All the gifts your Love can bring me.

My ever patient Parent,

Who keeps believing in me,

When I and others do not.

Who never gives up the idea,

That I will return home to thee.

Father, Mother,

For eons you have watched us

Wander far from thy Love,

From all you want to give us.

You have set up your Laws of Love,

To call us home to you.

If only we would hear your call,

And see the road of Truth

You have set before us.

That which leads us to Joy,

To eternal Growth, to real Love,

And the end to our suffering.

Our Loving Parent,

Despite the daily reflections and events,

That reveals our error,

Our false beliefs, delusions and denial,

We continue to tread

Our road of Fear and Addiction.

That which fools us into

Pretending our pain is not real.

Yet only widens our circle of suffering.

Father, Mother,

I ask with all the love I have to offer right now,

That we open the eyes and ears of our hearts,

Touch the true state of our souls,

And remember you made us

As you are: a master of emotions.

A vessel created to flow endlessly with feelings.

We have filled ourselves

With the muddied waters of pain and sin,

Which we hold onto for fear of there being a drought.

But you wait only for us to release

This poisonous liquid,

So that you may fill us

With the gift of your crystal clear water:

The Love of our Parent God

That will transform our souls.

Dearest Father, Mother,

May we find all the courage, will and desire,

To walk the path of healing,

By asking for and receiving your Divine Love.

The path of humility and truth.
It is the Narrow Path,

But the one most full of magic and wonder,

The One eternal path

To our True Self,

To our One True Parent.

Father, Mother,

Thank you for your love,

Thank you for your patience,

Thank you for the gift of your Love.

May we leave our arrogance

In the ruins of the Road of Fear,

And choose to humbly

Walk bravely on the Road of Truth,

Now and forever.

Amen.

Maxine Bell 2014

This poem was inspired by a talk by Cornelius at the Divine Truth Assistance Groups in Australia July 2014. The groups were run by Jesus, Mary and Cornelius. Cornelius is one of the fourteen who have returned to earth to teach Divine Truth. He was the Roman soldier in the first century who went to nail the nails into Jesus’ hands, but received such a feeling of love from Jesus that he could not do it. He was tortured to death for his disobedience. For more information about his life look on the Divine Truth website. Below is the talk that inspired this poem. With love to all my brothers and sisters in this world and spirit world: May God’s love transform us all.

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BEING A SLAVE BY ROBBY

Today I am going to share a poem Robby wrote a few weeks ago. It is beautifully written and sincere. Like me he has written from a feeling and then let it evolve.  When I saw it I was moved by it and the look on his face. Both of have issues of self worth from our childhoods that have spilled out into our adult lives and our subsequent actions from that wounded space: we weren’t really made to feel we had any passions or desires, like alot of us….very sad.

But, I also had another emotion come up… “Oh no this is a good poem, but I am the writer…. I am not good at much, but writing I am ok at. It took me 30 years to even admit to anyone I had this passion and now my soulmate is writing well. I am disappearing again….agh I am not good enough”   Panic! A huge fear came up, I felt threatened. What an unloving thing to feel about your soul mate. One minute I was moved and proud of him, the next I was caught up in my own fears which have led me to conveniently forget to post this until now. Yukky stuff, yes? Often we can admit how unloving we are to ourselves in our injuries, but less easily how we can be unloving to others.  My fear of being nothing, my belief I will never be good enough made me unloving to the other half of me! 😦 Robby and I have experienced this so many times, when our addictions and fears hurt the other. To be truthful about is painful and shameful. So much of the narrow path yet to walk… but a blessed path it is too.

So tonight, I finally had some humility and thought “Deal with your insecurities Maxine! Just feel it and don’t project it out or avoid it and POST the poem!”  In fact I know that God’s law of attraction will gift me the opportunity to feel even more if I do and for Robby to a chance to receive and share.

Sorry hun it has taken me so long….. Here is your wonderful poem, the rawness of your heart:

 

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BEING A SLAVE

BY

ROBBY JACOBS

I don’t deserve the way I feel

Being, wondering, searching in the mists: it feels so surreal.

Everything around me feels and looks the same,

Pounding and beating myself, I have no-one to blame.

Why does it hurt when I feel ashamed.

Ashamed about the darkness running through my veins.

Bitterness, revenge, hatred, all being so cruel,

I just need to feel these feelings, like there are no rules.

Please, please, please hear me if you are there,

Please notice that I am in real despair.

All I see is darkness, I need a way out,

I don’t even know who is listening, while I scream and shout.

I scream, I shout, til I can no more,

Holding onto anger, falling, crying on the floor.

Howling, crying, releasing those tears.

I don’t know what is happening, not feeling any fears.

This my child, is where I exist.

You will find me there, when you stop resist.

I am here for you in all my glory,

I am here for you to tell you my story.

Feel, play, dance and know it’s safe,

Free your emotions, don’t be a slave.

Free yourself from all your restrictions,

Observe yourself when you are acting out addictions.

Take the time to admit the truth,

Your fears are stopping you, from experiencing my truth.

I tell you, my child, it is ok to feel,

Experiencing my love, notice I am real.

Now go on my child and experience life.

Go on my child and remember it’s safe

To free yourself, from being a slave.

I never heard a voice so sweet.

Caring, loving, not stamping his feet.

I never felt a love so pure,

Knowing that love, being my cure.

I wiped my tears, feeling loved and seen.

I wiped my tears, feeling blessed and serene.

Standing straight, facing myself

No more despair, accepting myself.

For the wounded child I became,

Feeling and knowing I don’t have to live in shame.

Step by step, day by day.

I ask God to guide me on my way.

Trusting God will always be there,

When I feel moments of total despair.