Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.

GoOD Mornings with CurlyNikki
GoOD Mornings with CurlyNikki
Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.
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You have to find this Love every morning,

as if you’ve never found It before. 

You have to find Love every moment,

as if you’ve never practiced before, 

every single seeming moment,

you have to hit that reset button.

You have to become conscious again.

You’re always either unconscious or conscious,

unenlightened or enlightened,

not feeling Love or feeling Love,

 carrying baggage or not.

Recognizing that there is no baggage to put down.

Nothing to let go of. 

No one to forgive.

Nothing to do.

And yet, things get done.

And people and situations are forgiven.

But it’s all happening through you by the Christ in You.

I Love You

nik

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“Relying on God has to begin all over again every day as if nothing had yet been done.” – C.S. Lewis 

“Allow My healing force to pour through your hands. Then shall all the Glory of the Father be a living fire about you. Nothing that happens in the outer realm shall penetrate that holy flame. You shall dwell as a thing set apart, even as one of the candles in the Holy temple shall you be guarded. As you express the Life of your being to all you meet, great floods of power shall pour into you again, and you shall walk and not be weary, run and faint not. So open yourself, cleanse yourself, that I, the Lord of your soul, shall manifest My Glory through you, My human vessel of expression.” – Eva Bell Werber, Voice of the Master

“And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting.” – Acts 2:2

“You are the notes, and we are the flute. We are the mountain, you are the sounds coming down. We are the pawns and kings and rooks you set out on a board: we win or we lose. We are lions rolling and unrolling on flags. Your invisible wind carries us through the world” – Rumi

“What I thought was me is not me and only That (substance) is me.” – Herb Fitch