Each teacher and student is blessed in Your gentle beauty. At one with Soul all the time, each of us is pure, radiant, glowing. We have enough. We know we are loved. We know we are blessed. There’s no competition in Soul — each of us shines, without diminishing one another. We are filled, satisfied, whole and wholesome. We have all the ideas, energy, grace and love to fulfill our individual roles — all the intelligence, support, self-control. We know our only worth to be what we reflect of You, Father.
Thank you, Soul, that in your sunshine and your washing rain, we see and know our innocence. We are forever innocent of mortality, innocent of the elements of the carnal mind. No crushing dullness, sensualism, boredom, pride or mindless habit can parade as our thinking. Mortal mind’s hatred of the Christ idea, the hatred of innocence, has no agency in this church and in this Sunday School, in our community, in our children or families. It has no source and no outlet.
Spiritual magnetism is the irresistible force that draws us together to commune with our God, with the brightness and beauty of Soul. The only pressure on any of us is to come out from the carnal mind and be separate. Come out from the dull cold of materialism and human philosophy and religiosity into the loveliness of life as Soul’s own child — the Artist and the art. We love to be in Sunday School. We all feel loved and worthy, cleansed and healed. Here in the very presence of the healing Christ, all temptations of pain, injury, illness, disease, resistance, arrogance, fear just fade. They never were.
The fresh bread of the Christ, Truth, is being broken at every table and at our circle gathering. “I am the bread of life,” said Jesus. I am the fresh truth of your innocence. I am the satisfying truth of your worth. I am the easy-to-digest truth of your wholeness. I am “Christ in you, the hope of glory!” And, best of all, I am right here.
Amen. It stands forever. The breath of the Holy Spirit courses through this congregation of teachers and students, blowing the embers of faith into the fires of understanding. It cannot be reversed, resisted, inverted, perverted, subdued or delayed.