Today's idea takes another step
toward quick salvation, and a giant stride
it is indeed. So great the distance is
which it encompasses, it sets you down
just short of Heaven, with the goal in sight
and obstacles behind. Your foot has reached
the lawns that welcome you to Heaven's gate;
the quiet place of peace where you await
in certainty the final step of God.
How far are we progressing now from earth!
How close are we approaching to our goal!
How short the journey still to be pursued!
Accept today's idea, and you have
passed all anxiety, all pits of hell,
all blackness of depression, thoughts of sin,
and devastation brought about by guilt.
Accept today's idea, and you have
released the world from all imprisonment
by loosening its heavy chains that locked
the door to freedom on it. You are saved,
and your salvation thus becomes the gift
you give the world because you have received.
In no one instant is depression felt,
or pain experienced or loss perceived.
In no one instant sorrow can be set
upon a throne and worshipped faithfully.
In no one instant can one even die.
And so each instant given unto God
in passing, with the next one given Him
already, is a time of your release
from sadness, pain and even death itself.
God holds your future as He holds your past
and present. They are one with Him, and so
they should be one to you. Yet in this world
the temporal progression still seems real.
And so you are not asked to understand
the lack of sequence really found in time.
You are but asked to let the future go,
and place it in God's hands. And you will see
by your experience that you have laid
the past and present in His hands as well,
because the past will punish you no more,
and future dread will now be meaningless.
Release the future. For the past is gone,
and what is present, freed from its bequest
of grief and misery, of pain and loss,
becomes the instant in which time escapes
the bondage of illusions where it runs
its pitiless, inevitable course.
Then is each instant, which was slave to time,
transformed into a holy instant when
the light that was kept hidden in God's Son
is freed to bless the world. Now is he free,
and all his glory shines upon a world
made free with him, to share his holiness.
If you can see the lesson for today
as the deliverance it really is,
you will not hesitate to give as much
consistent effort as you can to make
it be a part of you. As it becomes
a thought that rules your mind, a habit in
your problem-solving repertoire, a way
of quick reaction to temptation, you
extend your learning to the world. And as
you learn to see salvation in all things,
so will the world perceive that it is saved.
What worry can beset the one who gives
his future to the loving hands of God?
What can he suffer? What can cause him pain,
or bring experience of loss to him?
What can he fear? And what can he regard
except with love? For he who has escaped
all fear of future pain has found his way
to present peace, and certainty of care
the world can never threaten. He is sure
that his perception may be faulty, but
will never lack correction. He is free
to choose again when he has been deceived;
to change his mind when he has made mistakes.
Place, then, your future in the hands of God.
For thus you call the memory of Him
to come again, replacing all your thoughts
of sin and evil with the truth of love.
Think you the world could fail to gain thereby,
and every living creature not respond
with healed perception? Who entrusts himself
to God has also placed the world within
the hands to which he has himself appealed
for comfort and security. He lays
aside the sick illusions of the world
along with his, and offers peace to both.
Now are we saved indeed. For in God's hands
we rest untroubled, sure that only good
can come to us. If we forget, we will
be gently reassured. If we accept
an unforgiving thought, it will be soon
replaced by love's reflection. And if we
are tempted to attack, we will appeal
to Him Who guards our rest to make the choice
for us that leaves temptation far behind.
No longer is the world our enemy,
for we have chosen that we be its friends.
~Original Handscript ~ August 3, 1970