“Thinking Out Loud”

I had a very private experience this morning with one of the eagles who regularly attends the meetings.  I’ve known him since he was a little eaglet.   Until his eye sight improved, he was always running around flapping his wings. . .and crashing into things.  When he was about two months old, he made his maiden flight and soared way over the Rainbow.  His wings are clipped right now and he’s sad.   There are some painful things going on in his life. . .and he feels powerless to do anything about them.    He looked up at me this morning with tears in his eyes  and said, “What’s the point of it all?”

For over twenty-five years I’ve listened to eagles and lilies, to dumbo sheep and firemen, to sailors and donkeys. . .all sharing their grief and despair, their anxieties and fears, their fading hopes and dreams.  Yet, they finally started thinking out loud.   They decided that they could no longer bear the load alone.  Their private thoughts were killing them.  My Lily has been listening and I can tell she wants to say something.  “Go ahead Love.”

“Thinking out loud is a really good thing,” she said.  “Only when thoughts are spoken, can something new happen.         Nothing ever really changed in my own life until my troubling thoughts took wing and flew out of my mouth.  It’s even true with God.  He creates and recreates by openly expressing His thoughts.   He is the Divine Expression.”

     “The Earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep. . .and God said, ‘Let there be light: and there was light. . .and God said, ‘Let the waters and dry land appear, and it was so.  And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass and herb-yielding seed, and the fruit trees. . .and it was so.”

My thoughts just transported me back in time to the summer of 1980. It was a Sunday evening.  I was high on cocaine and  was sitting in the balcony of a church.  My tormenting thoughts had moved me to seek relief by attempting to kill myself, and after the failed attempt. . .I found myself seeking God as a last resort.  This is what I heard the Preacher say that night.

     “When Jesus was going to the town of Jericho a blind man  was sitting along the roadside begging.  And once the blind man knew that it was Jesus who was walking by, he cried out ‘Jesus, have mercy on me.’  And Jesus heard his cry and commanded the others to bring him over next to Him.  Jesus said, ‘What do you want me to do?’  And he said, ‘Lord, that I may receive my sight.’  And Jesus said to him, ‘Receive thy sight,’ and immediately the blind man received his sight.

I went home that night and could see a little glimmer of hope. . .a little light like that from a birthday candle.  For three more weeks I went and listened to the Preacher.  He had much more to say.

     “Jesus said, ‘Go and tell John about those things that you have heard Me speak and what you have seen happen with your own eyes. The blind see, the lame walk, the lepers are cleansed, the deaf hear and the dead are raised up to life.”

The Preacher was also a Counselor and offered to spend time with anyone who wanted to come in and talk about their problems.  I left the church that evening and His words kept speaking in my ears.  A few weeks later, I made an appointment with him.

It was  Tuesday morning. There I was, sitting in his office, expressing my thoughts and feelings. . .saying to him, with tears in my eyes, “What is the point of it all?”  He talked about his own trials in life and the difficult times he’s been through.  He knew what was going on in my heart.  All of the sheep share a common heart.  That’s the place where they love each other.  Then he shared one more thought with me, almost like he was praying.

     “May the very God of Peace fill you with Life wholly and preserve your spirit and soul and body. . .and make you blameless.”

In the original Greek language of the New Testament, the word wholly means, “complete to the end, i.e. make                absolutely perfect;  throughout the whole course of events;  to set out for a definite point or goal;  hitting the point aimed at with a certainty of its accomplishment.”  A definite point.  A certain target aimed at.  Hitting the target-point with precision and Divine Certainty.  What is the Point?  God thinks it out loud.  His attitude towards you determines your attitude in life.

     “I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord.  Thoughts of Peace and never of evil or harm.  Thoughts that I speak into existence, always perfectly hitting the point that I aim at. . .promising Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Mercy, Forgiveness, Power, Faith, Self-control.  I  never miss the mark.  I always make My point.”  Jeremiah 29:11

Freely given to all aspiring eagles.  Freely received by those without strength.  Free, Love

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