Perhaps this was the first prayer I uttered as spirit, newly clothed in a human body. I entered this earthly existence, leaving behind my true form and awareness.
That prayer was my declaration of trust, knowing I would now experience limitation instead of the clarity and boundless freedom I once knew. As spirit, I was serenity itself. But in this human form, my awareness began to dim.
As the dimness increased, a new and strengthening alliance emerged โ a fusion of ego and body-mind, filling the void my spirit left behind. This alliance, built on illusion and fear, muffled my true voice. Just as a fish gasps for air when out of water, my spirit suffocated.
Yet, hope remains. I carry the tools of the spirit: faith, hope, and love. They can shatter this illusion and lead me back to the vastness of Love, where my true home lies.
Faith grants me patience for the unknown, allowing me to navigate life’s stages even when I lack understanding. In the darkness, God guides where I cannot see. This journey, though uncertain, is the only path to true, unconditional love. Love is the goal, faith the process, and hope the enduring resolve to live amidst the unfolding mystery.
These are the enduring three: faith, hope, and love.
๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ด. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ค๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฆ; ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ; ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ด ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐บ. ๐๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด.
Amen ๐