Monday, January 18, 2021

God Is Our Freedom

 Ken G. Cooper

“And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.”  John 8: 32


The promise of our Master was really very clear,

Its message was to all of us, follow without fear,

He said “If ye continue”, - and that means every day:

To be his true disciple, his Word you must obey.

 

What is this truth that we shall know and which maketh free?

It is this fact: God made man, that He made you, made me!

Behold the beauty of this Truth, it isn’t something strange:

Despite false evidence we see, Truth will never change!

 

So, with eternal Principle, Truth remains the same,

Man is God’s creation in both nature and in name.

Jesus healed his thousands, and he never made them wait,

No need for convalescence, no need for empty plate!

 

He knew God’s work was finished, he could expect no less,

It was merely false belief that thought the world a mess!

Should we believe in error, succumb to matter’s threat?

NO! Turn to God, and know for sure He’s the only bet!

 

Our Master showed to all the Love God has for man,

All fear is simply blown away: Spirit is Truth’s fan!

Spirit’s breath is Life itself: this truth it maketh free:

With open eyes and Truth at hand, in freedom you will be!

 

John 8:31,32

Then said Jesus to those Jews which believed on him, If ye continue in my word, then are ye my disciples indeed; And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

 

   Ecclesiastes 3:14 (to:)

   I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it:

 

Jeremiah 29:11

For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an  expected end.

 

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Monday, January 11, 2021

The Woman of Samaria

By Ken C. Cooper

 John 4:5-42

For many years, engrained as true,

Avoid all dealings with the Jew!

Their way of life does not belong

To how we live. It’s simply wrong.

The feeling mutual. It’s well known:

Though side by side we keep alone!

 

Imagine then my great surprise

When this Jew looks into my eyes!

Give me to drink his simple ask;

But why should I perform this task! 

Perhaps he does not understand

The social mores of this land.

 

I take a risk and answer back, -

His clear response reveals my lack!

His living water I should seek, -

It’s only found through being meek.

Yes, I’ve been thirsting all these years:

He’s offering Life with no more tears!

 

He reads my mind with healing thought,

No condemnation from him wrought.

My past revealed and laid quite bare, -

That he’s a prophet is quite clear.

I sense great Love, he speaks with me:

I feel at one, feel harmony.

 

He speaks of God and worship true,

A spiritual start to all we do.

God not confined to single place,

Embracing all as face to face.

I ask him straight: “Are you The One?”

Yes, I’m God’s true anointed Son.”

 

Touched by the Christ I’m now reborn.

New freedom with my past forlorn!

I leave the waterpot* behind,

Run to my home, - my friends to find!

I tell them all about this man:

My heart full-singing now it can!!

 

Many believe from all I say,

They searched out Jesus straightaway.

Two happy days he stayed and taught

Illuminating heart and thought!

The living water just o’erflows:

In Christ the flood of Life just glows!

 

* prejudice, the old way of life, mortal thirst and expectation.

 

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Monday, January 4, 2021

Treatment Ideas for January 4, 2021

By Julio C. Rivas, CS

Sacramental Loving and Living 
 
““In the midst of a very severe trial, their overflowing joy and their extreme poverty welled up in rich generosity. For I testify that they gave as much as they were able, and even beyond their ability. Entirely on their own, they urgently pleaded with us for the privilege of sharing in this service to the Lord’s people. And they exceeded our expectations: They gave themselves first of all to the Lord, and then by the will of God also to us.” — 2 Corinthians‬ ‭8:2-5‬ ‭NIV‬‬
 
“The rich in spirit help the poor in one grand brotherhood, all having the same Principle, or Father; and blessed is that man who seeth his brother's need and supplieth it, seeking his own in another's good.” — M B Eddy 
 
“The young mother of small children had been abused and abandoned. She was unemployed, and barely surviving what seemed like one destructive life-hurricane after another. As I was praying for Love’s intelligent answers, I communicated her dire situation to a fellow Christian Science practitioner, who, in turn, did the same with other practitioner friends. Within a few days we were a team of Christly doers, praying and acting on Love’s sacramental generosity. After a few weeks we had helped her get a new start in a new city. She was now employed, in a safe neighborhood, and with plenty of opportunities for her children. We gave of our Love-wealth. And she went on to do the same in her new community. Love’s sacrament to us makes it possible for us to emit proliferating grace toward everyone.”
 
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Monday, December 28, 2020

"I have set before thee an open door, and no man can shut it"

 By Ken G. Cooper

[Rev. 3:18]

My life it seemed hemmed in, with walls on every side,

Whichever way I looked, however hard I tried,

Wasn’t any future, just how to be set free?

The walls were like a tomb, this not a place to be!

 

I prayed my heart to God, to show me what to do,

And heard His message clear, “My Love is great for you,

Behold right now, and know, no matter what’s been done,

I am your Father-Mother, and love you as My son.

 

By My very nature, My arms are always wide,

My door is always open, from Love one cannot hide”.

I listened and obeyed. One step to Him I trod,

My true home found at last: my life at one with God.

 

That one step took trust, -and I had to hold God's hand, -

He led me to His kingdom, into the Promised Land!

God's Love was there, 'twas all around, freedom it was won.

I felt and knew a truth divine: I stood as God's own son!

 

No matter where you are, just one stride lets you in.

His Love is always there, and takes away all sin.

God can never shutter Her constant love for man.

Love’s door is always open: Walk right through now! You can!

 

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Monday, December 14, 2020

The Birth of Jesus

By Ken G. Cooper

 

Let me ask: “Who was there when Mary gave birth?”

– The Father of Jesus, the God of all earth!

‘Though her bed in a barn, midst cattle and sheep,

Her faith in The Father was constant and deep.

His Love that was present so perfect, she smiled.

She knew God was guarding both mother and child.

 

And when the time came for her boy to be born,

In peace and in stillness began the new morn.

God’s angels were present dispelling the night

For all around Mary and Jesus was light!

This light drew the shepherds that wanted to see

The Son that was promised to save you and me!

 

Led to the barn by the star shining above,

They felt, as they followed, the glory of Love.

O everyone feel what they must have felt, -

God’s love for man is not randomly dealt:

For each one of us has God for our Dad!

Let’s sing with the angels:

 

“REJOICE! AND BE GLAD!”

 

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Monday, November 30, 2020

Abigail - A Love Story

By Ken G. Cooper

NABAL:

I am rich.

I have three thousand sheep, a thousand goats.

That sets me well apart from other people.

My money lets me buy and get myself out of any problems.

What I think and do is all that matters,

- and that includes anything concerning my wife, the beautiful Abigail.

She loves me, as is her due, and I deserve no less.

 

ABIGAIL:

I love him for his good qualities.

And I love him because he is my husband.

Sometimes, nay, too often, he fulfils the attributes of his name.

But he needs my wisdom to counteract his foolishness.

I will be loyal to his goodness, the tenderness he occasionally shows.

But I shall have respect to my virtues

And seek to instil them in my man because I love him.

 

NABAL:

A band of ten young men have sought my presence.

As something to do, I deign see them, these servants of this David.

I have heard of him, but I shall nevertheless demean him in their eyes,

Make him out as nothing, a nobody, and them therefore as worthless knaves.

They seek to share my riches! Let them grovel with their empty request.

The custom of hospitality is for fools.

I shunt them away with my words.

One of my servants dares approach to speak on their behalf. I know his face but not his name. He is a slave, nothing more. I wave him away with a flick of my hand and snap my fingers for my wine cup to be filled.

 

The insult enrages DAVID.

Four hundred men get themselves armed

Gath’ring their pace towards Nabal

For he and all his will be harmed.

 

ABIGAIL:

One of our servants, Shammah, comes running to me, bows and begs my attention.

His words run through me like a sword. Oh Nabal! Nabal!

We are all in peril for our lives.

There is no time to lose.

I order a feast of supplies, done quickly, sent on before me.

There is no time or wisdom to tell Nabal. The servants leave. I follow.

 

An angry DAVID leads his men

Their swords are drawn and blood-ready

But laden asses cross his path:

Abigail’s resolve holds steady.

 

ABIGAIL:

Gifts from our best produce mellow his wrath.

I meet the proud David, falling at his feet, beseeching him.

I take upon me full responsibility for all that has made him angry,

Offering my life to spare the foolish life of Nabal.

I appeal to his reason, to his innate sense of justice and mercy.

I see in him what I would see in my own husband, despite my admission of his folly Nabal name.

An underlying strength of purpose born of love for both men flows out from my heart,

Gives me a power that seems divine and omnipresent.

It lends eloquence to my words, and a surety that he will respond truly.

 

[DAVID]

Like melting mist his anger gone

Replaced as warmth of rising sun 

He blesses me with generous word

And thanks me for a deed well done.

 

ABIGAIL:

I return back to Nabal, - quite oblivious of what has passed, and find him feasting to glut.

He is beyond reason, senses dulled to nothingness in the excess of self-gratification.

I will tell him when he is sober what has come to pass, for it is right that he knows and understands.

 

And in the morning, when the sun’s rays lifted the dark, I told him everything.

As I spoke the light of Truth shone steadfastly through my words and the error of his ways touched me no more.

His heart turned to stone in the cold realization of all he had done,

And for ten long days I nursed him as one would a newborn babe.

 

NABAL:

I love you Abigail.

 

ABIGAIL:

Ten days of utter dependence, enforced humility, his wealth irrelevant, my love all.

On the tenth day I wiped a tear from his eye, and he passed from my company.

I knelt once again before God and He comforted me.

 

[DAVID]

So Abigail was left alone.

Days followed, and the news soon spread:

It reached to David, now contrite,

That churlish Nabal, he was dead.

 

ABIGAIL:

I prayed for my departed husband, and I also prayed for myself.

God rewarded my prayer, for this David sought me as his wife, not in conquest but in love.

I found a richness in living that surpassed the empty richness of wealth,

In humility I was led to grandeur, and gave all I had.


SO IN LOVE WAS TENDER BLESSING,

NO MORE HELD BY WHAT WAS WRONG

BOTH WERE BLESSED BY LOVE’S NEW CARING

IN DEEP RESPECT, THEIR MARRIAGE STRONG.


SO THE EVIL THAT WAS DEADLY

OVERCOME BY ACTION FAST.

HUMBLE LOVE A LOVELY LESSON

GOD’S CREATION SEEN, ..SO VAST!

 

 

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Saturday, November 28, 2020

Treatment Ideas for November 28, 2020

 By Julio C. Rivas, CS

All-Causative Harmony-Mind
 
“God saw everything he had made: it was supremely good.” — Gen. 1: 31. “I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it:” — Eccl. 3: 14, KJ
 
“All substance, intelligence, wisdom, being, immortality, cause, and effect belong to God.” — M B Eddy 
 
“I had just concluded giving a Christian Science association address in Australia when a gruesome, international, terrorist attack occurred. All nations went on high alert, while pain and mourning were widespread. Also, anger, vengeance, and hatred skyrocketed. I was far away from my young children, and I was very concerned for them. I sought refuge in the healing ideas and inspiration I had lived while presenting the association address. As I synchronized with Love’s All, and my internal Christly peace, I felt the power of the billions of people who were also communing with and acting on the impelling forces of Love-Harmony. I personally witnessed (and also read about) innumerable instances of Christly generosity and healing. While the carnal senses are enraged, inflamed and destructive, our actual beings abide in all-causative Mind-Love. It is from this Christly sanctum that we heal.” 
 
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