The God Memorandom... From God to You!!! Take Counsel. I hear your cry. It passes thru the darkness,filters thru the clouds,mingles with Starlight and finds it way to my heart on the path of a Sunbeam. I have anguished over the cry of a Hare chocked in the noose of a snare,a sparrow tumbled from the nest of its mother, a child thrashing helplessly in a pond and a Son shedding his blood on a cross, know that I hear You also. Be at Peace, be Calm. I bring you relief for your sorrow for I know its cause and its cure. You weep for all your childhood dreams that have vanished with the years. You weep for all your self esteem that has been corrupted by failure. You weep for all your potential that has been bartered for security.You weep for all your individuality that has been trampled by mobs.You weep for all your talent that has been wasted thru misuse. You look upon yourself with disgrace and you turn in terror from the image you see in the pool. Who is this mockery of humanity staring back at you with bloodless eyes of shame? Where is the grace of your manner,the beauty of your figure,the quickness of your movement,the clarity of your mind,the brilliance of your tongue? Who stole your goods? Is the thieves identity known to you as it is to me? Once you placed your head upon a pillow of grass in your fathers field and looked up at the cathedral of clouds and knew that all the gold of Babylon would be yours in time. Once you read from many books and wrote on many tablets, convinced beyond any doubt that all the wisdom of Solomon would be equaled and surpassed by you. And the Seasons would flow until lo, you would reign supreme in your Garden of Eden. Do You remember who implanted those plans and dreams and seeds of hope within You? You can not. You have no memory of that moment when you first emerged from your Mothers womb and I placed My hand on your soft brow. And the secret I whispered in your small ear when I bestowed My Blessings upon you. Remember our secret? You can not. The passing years have destroyed your recollection, for they have filled your mind with fear and doubt and anxiety and remorse and hate and there is no room for joyful memories where these beast habitate. Weep no more. I am with You....and this moment is the dividing line of your life. All that has gone before is like unto no more than that time you slept within your mothers womb. What is past is dead. Let the dead bury the dead. This day You return from the living dead. This day, like unto Elijah with the widows son, I streatch Myself upon thee three times and you live again.This day, like unto Elisha with the Shunammites son, I put my mouth upon your mouth and My eyes upon your eyes and My hands upon your hands and your flesh is warm again. This day like Jesus at the tomb of Lazarus, I command you to come forth and you will walk from your cave of doom to begin a New Life. This is Your Birthday. This is your date of birth. Your first life, like unto a play of the theatre, was only a rehearsal. This time the curtain is up. This time the world watches and waits to applaud. This time you will not fail. Light your candles, share your cake. Pour the wine, You have been reborn. Like a butterfly from its chrysalis you will fly....fly as high as you wish and neither the wasp or the dragonflies nor mantids of mankind shall obstruct your mission or your search for the true riches of life. Feel My hand upon thy head. Attend to My wisdom. let Me share with you, again, the secret you heard at your birth and forgot. YOU ARE MY GREATEST MIRACLE!!!! You are the Greatest Miracle in the World. These are the first words You ever heard, then You cried, they all cry. You did not believe Me then and nothing has happened in the intervening years to correct your disbelief. For how could You be a miracle when you consider yourself a failure at the most menial of task? How can you be a miracle when you have little confidence in dealing with the most trivial of responsibilities? How can You be a miracle when you are shackled by debt and lie awake in torment over whence will come tomorrows bread? ENOUGH!!! The milk that is spilled is sour. Yet, how many Prophets,how many Wise men, how many poets,how many artist,how many composers, how many scientist, how many philosophers and messengers have I sent with word of your divinity, your potential for godliness and the secrets of achievement? How did you treat them? Still I love you and am with you now, thru these words, to fulfill the Prophet that the Lord shall set his hand again,the second time,to recover the remnant of his people. I have set my hand again. This is the second time. You are my remnant. It is of no avail to ask, havent you known, havent you heard, hasnt it been told to you from the beginning; havent you understood from the foundations of the earth? You have not known; You have not heard and you have not understood. You have been told that you are a divinity in disguise, a god playing a fool. You have been told you are a special piece of work,noble in reason, infinate in facualties, express and admirable in form, moving like an Angel in action, a God in apprehension. You have been told that You are the salt of the Earth. You were given the secret of even moving mountains, of performing the impossible. You believe no one. You burned your map to happiness, you abandoned your claim to peace of mind, you snuffed out the candles that have been placed upon your destined path of glory, and then you stumbled, lost and frightened, in the darkness of futility and self pity,until you felll into a hell of your own creation. Then you cried and beat your breast and cursed the luck that had befallen you. You refused to accept the consequences of your own petty thoughts and lazy deeds and you searched for a scapegoat on which to blame your failure. How quickly you found one. YOU BLAMED ME!!! You cried that your handicaps,your mediocrity,your lack of opportunity,your failures...were the will of God. YOU WERE WRONG!!! Let us take inventory.Let us, first call a roll of your handicaps. For how could I ask you to build a new life lest you have the tools? Are You blind? Does the sun rise and fall without your witness? NO. You can see... and the hundred million receptors I have placed in your eyes enable you to enjoy the majik of a leaf, a snowflake,a pond, an eagle, a child, a cloud, a star, a rose, a rainbow...and the look of LOVE. Count One Blessing. Are you deaf? NO. You can hear... and the twenty four thousand fibers I have built in each of your ears vibrate to the wind in the trees, the tides on the rocks, the majesty of an opera, a robins plea, children at play...and the words I LOVE YOU. Count another Blessing. are You mute? Does yuor lips move and bring forth only spittle? NO. You can speak... as no other of my creatures and your words can calm the angry,uplift the despondent, goad the quitter,cheer the unhappy,warm the lonely, praise the worthy,encourage the defeated,teach the ignorant...and say I LOVE YOU. Count another Blessing. Are You paralyzed? does your helpless form despoil the land? NO. You can move. You are not a tree condemned to a small plot while the wind and the world abuses you. You can streatch, run and dance and work, for within you I have designed 200 bones and 7 miles of nerve fiber all synchronized by Me to do your bidding. Count another Blessing. Are you unloved and unloving? Does lonliness engulf you night and day? NO. No more. For now you know loves secret, that to recieve love it must be given with no thought of its return. To love for fullfillment,satisfaction or pride is no love. Love is a gift on which no return is demanded. Now you know that to love unselfishly is its own reward. And even if love is not returned, it is not lost,for love not reciprocated will flow back to you and soften and purify your heart. Count another Blessing. Count twice.Is your heart stricken? Does it leak? NO. Your heart is strong. Touch your chest and feel its rythm,pulsating, hour after hour,day and night, 36 million beats a year, year after year, asleep or awake, pumping your blood through more than 60 thousand miles of veins, arteries and tubing...pumping more than 600 thousand gallons each year. Man has never created such a machine. Count another Blessing. Are You diseased of skin? Do people turn in horror when you approach? NO. Your skin is clear and a marvel of creation, needing only that you tend it with soap and oil and brush and care. In time all steels will tarnish and rust, but not your skin. Eventually the strongest metals will wear with use, but not that layer that I have constructed around you.Constantly it renews itself,old cells replaced by new,just as the old you is replaced by the new. Count another Blessing. Are your lungs befouled? Does the breath of life struggle to enter your body? No. Your portholes to life support you even in the vilest of environments of your own making, they labor always to filterlife giving oxegen thru 600 million pockets of folded flesh while they rid your body of gaseous waste. Count another Blessing. Is Your blood polluted? Is it diluted with water and puss? NO. Within your 5 quarts of blood are 22 trillion blood cells and within each cell are millions of molecules and within each molecule is an atom oscilllating at more than 10 million times each second. Each second, 2 million of your blood cells die to be repleced by 2 million more in a ressurection that has continued since your first birth. As it has always been on the inside, so now is your outside. Count another Blessing. Are you feeble of mind? Can you no longer think for yourself? NO. Your brain is the most complex structure in the Universe. I know. Within its 3 pounds are 13 billion nerve cells, more than 3 times as many cells as people on earth. To help you file away every perception,every sound,every taste,every smell, every action you have experienced since the day of your birth, I have implemented within your cells,more than 1000 billion billion protein molecules. Every incident in your life is there waiting only your recall. And to assist your brain in the control of your body I have dipersed, throughout your form, 4 million pain sensitive structures, 5 hundred thousand touch detectors and more than 200 thousand temperature detectors. No nations gold is better protected than You. None of your ancient wonders are greater than you. You are my finest creation. within you is enough atomic energy to destroy any of the worlds great cities and rebuild it. Are You poor? Is there no gold or silver in your purse? NO. You are rich. Together we have just counted your wealth. Study the list. Count them again. Tally your assets. Why have you betrayed yourself?Why have you cried that all the blessings of humanity were removed from you? Why did you decieve yourelf that you were powerless to change your life? Are you without talent,sences,abilities,pleasures,instincts,sensations and pride? Are you without hope? Why do you cringe in the shadows, a giant defeated, awaiting only sypathetic transport into the welcome void and dampness of hell? You have so much. Your blessings overflow your cup...and you have been unmindful of them, like a child spoiled in luxury, since I have bestowed them upon you with generosity and regularity. Answer ME. Answer Yourself. What rich man, old and sick, feeble and helpless, would not exchange all the gold in his vault for the blessings you have treated so lightly? Know then the first secret to happiness and success, that you possess, even now,every blessing necessary to achieve great glory. They are your treasure, your tools with witch to build,starting today,the foundation for a new and better life. Therefore, I say to you, count your blessings and know that you are already my greatest craetion. This is the first law that you must obey in order to perform the greatest miracle in the world, the return of your humanity from the living death. And be greatful for your lessons learned in poverty, for he is not poor who has little; only he that desires much... and true security lies not in the things one has but in the things one can do without. Where are the handicaps that produced your failure? They existed only in your mind. Count your Blessings. And the second law is like unto the first...Proclaim your rarity. You have condemned yourself to a potters field and there you lay, unable to forgive your own failure, destroying yourself with self hate, self incrimination and revulsion at crimes against yourself and others. Are you not perplexed? Do you not wonder why I can forgive your failures,your transgressions,your pitiful demeanor...when you can not forgive yourself? I address you now, for three reasons. You need Me. You are not one of a herd, heading for destruction in a gray mass of mediocrity. And you are a great rarity. Consider a painting by Rembrandt or a Bronze by Degas or a violin by Stradivarius or a play by Shakespeare. They have great value for two reasons: their creators were masters and they are few in number. Yet there are more than one of each of these. On that reasoning you are the most valuable treasure on the face of the Earth, for you know who created you and there is only one of you. Never, in all of 70 billion humans that have walked this planet since the beginning of time,has there been anyone exactly like you. Never, until the end of time, will there be another such as You. You have shown no knowledge or appreciation of your uniqueness. Yet you are the rarest thing in the world.From your father, in his moment of supreme love, flowed countless seeds of love, more than 400 million in number, all of them, as they swam within your mother, gave up the ghost and died. ALL EXCEPT ONE...YOU. You alone persevered within the loving warmth of your mothers body, searching for your other half, a single cell from your mother so small that more than 2 million would be necessary to fill an acorn shell. Yet, despite impossible odds, that vast ocean of darkness and disaster, you persevered, found that infinitesmal cell, joined with it and began a new life, YOUR LIFE. You arrived bringing with you, as does every child, the message that I was not yet discouraged of man. Two cells now united in a miracle. Two cells, each containing 23 chromosomes and within each chromosome hundreds of genes, which would govern every characteristic about you, from the color of your eyes to the charm of your manner, to the size of your brain. With all the combinations at my command, beginning with that single sperm from your fathers 400 million, thru the hundreds of genes in each of the chromosomes from your mother and father, I could have created 300 thousand billion humans, each different from the other, But who did I bring forth? YOU. One of a kind. Rarest of the rare, a priceless treasure, posessed of qualities in mind and speech and movement and appearance and actions as no other who has ever lived, lives or shall live. Why have you valued yourself in pennies, when you are worth a Kings ransom? Why did you listen to those who demeaned you...and far worse, why did you believe them? Take counsel, no longer hide your rarity in the dark. Bring it forth. Show the world. Strive not to walk as your brother walks, nor talk as your leader talks, nor labor as do the mediocre. Never do as another. Never imitate. For how do you kow that you may not imitate evil;and he who imitats evil always goes beyond the example set, while he who imitates what is good always falls short. Imitate no one. Be yourself. Show your rarity to the world and they will shower you with gold. This then is the second law. Proclaim your rarity. And now you have recieved two laws. Count Your Blessings and Proclaim Your Rarity. You have no handicaps. You are not mediocre. You nod, You force a Smile. You admit your self deception. What of your next complaint? Opportunity never seeks thee? take counsel and it shall come to pass, for now I give you the law of success in every venture. Many centuries ago this law was given to your forefathers from a mountain top. Some heeded the law, and lo their life was filled with fruit and happiness, accomplishment,gold and peace of mind. Most listened not, for they sought majik means, devious routes, or waited for the devil called luck to deliver them the riches of life. They waited in vain... just as you waited and then they wept as you wept, blaming their lack of fortune on my will. The law is simple. Young or old,pauper or king, white or black, male or female...all can use the secret to their advantage, for all the rules and speeches and scriptures of success and how to attain it, only one method has never failed...Whosoever shall compell you to go with him one mile...go with him two. Then this is the third law...the secret that will produce riches and acclaim beyond your dreams. Go Another Mile. The only certain means of success is to render more and better service than is expected of you, no matter what your task may be. This is a habit followed by all successful people since the beginning of time.Therefore I say the quickest way to doom yourself to mediocrity is to perform only the work for which you are paid. Think not that you are being cheated if you deliver more than the silver you recieve. For there is a Pendulum to all life and the sweat you deliver, if not rewarded today, will swing back tomorrrow, tenfold. The mediocre never goes another mile, for why should he cheat himself, He thinks. But you are not mediocre. To go another mile is a priviledge you must appropiate by your own initiative. You can not, you must not avoid it. Neglect it, do as little as others and the resposibility of failure is yours and yours alone.You can no more render service without recieving just compensation than you can withold the rendering of it without suffering the loss of reward. Cause and effect, means and ends, seed and fruit, these can not be seperated. The effect already blooms in the cause, the end pre-exist in the means,and the fruit is always in the seed. Go Another Mile. Concern yourself not if you have an ungrateful master. Serve him more and instead of him, let it be me that is in your debt, for then you will know that every minute,every stroke of extra service will be repaid and worry not, should your reward not come soon. For the longer payment is witheld, the better for You...and compound interest upon compound interest is this laws greatest benefit.You can not command success, you can only deserve it...and now you know the greatest secret necessary in order to merit its rare reward. Go another mile. Where is this field whence you cried there was no opportunity? Look. Look around Thee. See, where only yesterday you wallowed on the refuse of self pity,You now walk tall on a carpet of Gold. Nothing has changed...Except You, but You are everything. You are My Greatest Miracle. You are the greatest miracle in the world, and now the laws of happiness and success are there. Count Your Blessings!!! Proclaim Your Rarity!!! Go Another Mile!!! Be patient with your progress. To count your blessings with gratitude, to proclaim your rarity with pride, to go an extra mile and then another, these acts are not accomplished in the blinking of an eye, yet, that which you aquire with most difficulty you retain the longest; as those who have earned a fortune are more careful of it than by those to whom it was inherited, and fear not as you enter a new life.Every noble aquisition is attended with its risk. He who fears to encounter the one must not expect to obtain the other. Now You know You are a Miracle, and there is no fear in a miracle. Be proud. You are not a momentary whim of a careless Creator experimenting in the laboratory of life. You are not a slave of forces you can not comprhend. You are a free manifestation of no force but mine, of no Love but mine. You were made with a pupose. Feel my hand. Hear my words. You need Me... and I need You. We have a world to rebuild...and if it requirith a miracle, what is that to Us? We are both miracles and now we have each other. Never have I lost faith in you since that day when I first spun you from a giant wave and tossed you helplessly by the sands. As You measure time that was more than 500million years ago. There were many models,many shapes, many sizes before I reached perfection in You, more than 30,000 years ago. I have made no further effort to improve on you in all these years. For how could one improve on a miracle? You were a marvel to behold, and I was pleased. I gave you this world and dominion over it. Then to enable you toreach your full potential, I placed my hand on You once more and endowed you with powers unknown to any other creature in the universe, even unto this day. I gave You the power to Think to Love,to will,to laugh,to imagine,to create,to plan,to speak,to pray. My pride in you knew no bounds. You were my ultimate creation, my greatest miracle. A complete living being. One who can adjust to any climate, any hardship, any challenge. One who can manage his own destiny without my interference. One who can translate a perception or sensation, not by instinct, but by thought and deliberation into whatever action is best for himself and all humanity. Thus we come to the fourth law of success and happiness....for I gave you one more power, a power so great that not even My Angels possess it. I gave you the power to choose. With this gift I placed You even above My Angels....for Angels are not free to choose sin. I gave you complete control over your destiny. I told you to determine, for yourself, your own nature in accordance with your own free will. Neither heavenly or earthly in nature, You were free to fashion yourself in whatever form you prefered. You have the power to choose to degenerate into the lowest forms of life, but You also have the power, out of your souls judgement,to be born into the higher forms, which are divine. I have never withdrawn your power to choose. What have you done with this tremendous force? Look at yourself. Think of the choices you have made in your life and recall, now, those bitter moments when you could fall to your knees if only you had the opportunity to choose again. What is past is past...and now you know the fourth great law of happiness and success...use wisely your power to choice. Choose to Love ...rather than hate Choose to laugh...rather than cry Choose to create...rather than destroy Choose to perservere...rather than quit Choose to praise...rather than gossip Choose to heal...rather than wound Choose to give...rather than steal Choose to act... rather than procrastinate Choose to grow...rather than rot Choose to pray...rather than curse Choose to live...rather than die. Now you know that your misfortunes were not my will, for all power was vested in You and the accumulation of deeds and thoughts which placed you on the refuse of humanity were your doing, not Mine. My gifts of power were to large for your small nature. Now you have grown tall and wise and the fruits of the land will be yours. You are more than a Human Being, You are a Human Becoming. You are capable of great wonders. Your potential is unlimited. Who else, among my creatures, has conquered gravity, has pierced the heavens, has conquered disease and pestilence and drought? Never demean yourself again!!! Never settle for the crumbles of life!!! Never hide your talents from this day hence!!! Remember the child who says when I am a big boy, but what is that? For the big boy says When I grow up and then grown up, he says when I am wed but to be wed, what is that after all? The thought then changes to when I retire, and then retirement comes and he looks back over his landscape traversed; a cold wind sweeps over it and somehow he has missed it all and it is gone. Enjoy this day today....and tomorrow, tomorrow. You have performed the greatest miracle in the world. You have returned from a living death. You will feel self pity no more and each new day will be a challenge and a joy.You have been born again....but just as before,You can choose failure and despair or success and happiness. The choice is yours. I can only watch as before....in pride or in sorrow. Remember then the four laws of happiness and success. Count Your Blessings. Proclaim Your Rarity Go Another Mile Use Wisely Your Power of Choice and TruthAnd one more to fulfill the other four. Do all things with LOVE...Love for Yourself, Love for all Others and Love for Me. Wipe away your tears. reach out, grasp My hand and stand straight. Let me cut the grave clothes that have bound You, this day You have been notified... YOU ARE THE GREATEST MIRACLE IN THE WORLD!!!! og mandino
Posted on: Sun, 20 Apr 2014 22:52:04 +0000
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