Meditation 35
Day 35: I of Myself Can Do Nothing
That just leaves me stripped without a thing, doesn’t it,
until that next breath: Son, all that I have son is thine.
Now, my mortality has been swallowed up,
and I’m clothed with immortality.
My finite sense of self has been swallowed up
and now I’m clothed upon with God’s immortality,
God’s infinity,
God’s grace,
God’s presence,
Gods power,
and so I can truthfully say, I have no power.
I of myself can do nothing.
I of my own self am nothing.
If I speak of myself, I bear witness to a lie.
The Father is my Life.
The Father is my supply.
How To Heal, 1958, Joel S. Goldsmith
Thanks you. Blessings you!
El martes, 4 de abril de 2017, IWI Hub escribió:
> Wim Haverkamp posted: “Meditation 35 Day 35: I of Myself Can Do Nothing > That just leaves me stripped without a thing, doesn’t it, until that next > breath: Son, all that I have son is thine. Now, my mortality has been > swallowed up, and I’m clothed with immortality. My finite se” >
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