To:
You From: God
Take counsel. (Matt. 7:7-11)
I hear your cry.
It passes through the darkness, filters through the
clouds, mingles with starlight, and finds its way to
my heart on the path of a sunbeam. (Heb. 1:1-3)
I have anguished over the cry of a hare choked in
the noose of a snare, a sparrow tumbled from the
nest of its mother, a child thrashing helplessly in a
pond, and my son shedding his blood on a cross.
(see John 19:17-20)
Know that I hear you, also (see Matt. 6:5-11). Be
at peace. Be calm. (see Psalms 27:14)
I bring thee relief for your sorrow for I know its
cause…and its cure. (Matt. 6:8)
You weep for all your childhood dreams that have
vanished with the years.
You weep for all your self-esteem that has been
corrupted by failure.
You weep for all your potential that has been
bartered for [government social] security.
You weep for all your individuality that has been
trampled by [atheistic democratic] mobs.
You weep for all your talent that has been wasted
through misuse.
You look upon yourself with disgrace and you turn
in terror from the image you see in the pool. Who
is this mockery of humanity staring back at you
with bloodless eyes of shame? (see Gen. 3:7)
Where is the grace of your manner, the beauty of
your figure, the quickness of your movement, the
clarity of your mind, the brilliance of your tongue?
Who stole your goods? Is the thief’s identity
known to you, as it is to me?
Once you placed your head in a pillow of grass in
your father’s field and looked up at a cathedral of
clouds and knew that all the gold of Babylon would
be yours in time.
Once you read from many books and wrote on
many tablets convinced beyond any doubt that all
the wisdom of Solomon would be equaled and
surpassed by you.
And the seasons would flow into years until lo, you
would reign supreme in your own garden of Eden.
(see book of Genesis)
Dost thou remember who implanted those plans
and dreams and seeds of hope within you? (see
Romans 5:5)
You cannot.
You have no memory of that moment when first
you emerged from your mother’s womb and I
placed my hand on your soft brow. And the secret
I whispered in your small ear when I bestowed my
blessings upon you?
Remember our secret? (see Matt. 11: 25-26,
Isaiah 40:21)
You cannot. (Mark 8:14-21)
The passing years have destroyed your
recollection, for they have filled your mind with fear
and doubt (1 John 4:18) and anxiety (Matt. 6:25-
34) and remorse and hate and there is no room for
joyful memories where these beasts habitate
(Mark 5:36).
Weep no more. I am with you (John 17:20-26)…
and this moment is the dividing line of your life. All
that has gone before is like unto no more than that
time you slept within your mother’s womb. What
is past is dead. Let the dead bury the dead. (see
Matt. 8:22)
This day you return from the living dead (Romans
6:11).
This day, like unto Elijah with the widow’s son (see
1 Kings 14:17-24), I stretch myself upon thee three
times and you live again.
This day, like unto Elisha with the Shunammite’s
son (see 2 Kings 4:18-37), I put my mouth upon
your mouth and my eyes upon your eyes and my
hands upon your hands and your flesh is warm
again.
This day, like unto Jesus at the tomb of Lazarus
(see John 11:1-44), I command you to come forth
and you will walk from your cave of doom to begin
a new life.
This is your birthday. This is your new date of
birth. Your first life, like unto a play of the theatre,
was only a rehearsal. This time the curtain is up.
This time the world watches and waits to applaud.
This time you will not fail. (see Matt. 19:26)
Light your candles (see Matt. 5:14-16). Share
your cake. Pour the wine (Eccl. 9:7). You have
been reborn. (See John 3:3, John 11:25)
Like a butterfly from its chrysalis you will fly…fly
as high as you wish, and neither the wasps nor
dragonflies nor mantids of mankind shall obstruct
your mission or your search for the true riches of
life. (see Matt. 13:44-46; Psalms 119:162 "I rejoice
in Your word as one who finds great treasure.")
Feel my hand upon thy head.
Attend to my wisdom. (see Prov. 4:7)
Let me share with you, again, the secret you heard
at your birth and forgot.
You are my greatest miracle. (Psalm 139:13-14)
You are the greatest miracle in the world. (Psalm
139:13-14)
Those were the first words you ever heard. Then
you cried. They all cry.
You did not believe me (Matt. 6:30) then…and
nothing has happened in the intervening years to
correct your disbelief. For how could you be a
miracle when you consider yourself a failure at the
most menial tasks? How can you be a miracle
when you have little confidence in dealing with the
most trivial of responsibilities? How can you be a
miracle when you are shackled by debt and lie
awake in torment over whence will come
tomorrow’s bread? (see Prov. 6:1-5; Prov. 11:15,
Prov. 17:18, Prov. 22:7, Deut. 15:7, Deut. 28:12,
Deut. 23:19; Deut. 23:20)
Enough. The milk that is spilled is sour . Yet,
how many prophets (see the story of Stephen,
stoned and crucified upside down in Acts 7:54-60),
how many wise men (Solomon, in the Book of
Proverbs), how many poets (David in the book of
Psalms), how many artists, how many composers,
how many scientists (me), how many philosophers
(C.S. Lewis in Mere Christianity) and messengers
(Jesus Christ, crucified in Luke 23:33, the
Apostles Paul, Matthew, Mark, Luke, John) have I
sent with word of your divinity, your potential for
godliness, and the secrets of achievement? How
did you treat them? (they were all either murdered
or publicly ridiculed!)
Still I love you and I am with you now (see John
3:16), through these words, to fulfill the prophet
who announced that the Lord shall set his hand
again, the second time, to recover the remnant of
his people.
I have set my hand again.
This is the second time.
You are my remnant.
It is of no avail to ask, haven’t you known, haven’t
you heard, hasn’t it been told to you from the
beginning; haven’t you understood from the
foundations of the earth?
You have not known; you have not heard; you have
not understood.
You have been told that you are a divinity in
disguise, a god playing a fool. (Gen. 1:27-28)
You have been told that you are a special piece of
work, noble in reason, infinite in faculties, express
and admirable in form and moving, like an angel in
action, like a god in apprehension.
You have been told that you are the salt of the
earth. (see Matt. 5:13)
You were given the secret even of moving
mountains, of performing the impossible. (see
Matt. 17:14-21)
You believed no one. You burned your map to
happiness (God’s law, the Bible), you abandoned
your claim to peace of mind (love for God and your
fellow man in Matt. 22:36-40), you snuffed out the
candles that had been placed along your destined
path of glory (God’s Holy Spirit, which is your
guide and your conscience; see 1 John 1:5; Luke
11:13; Luke 12:12; Rom. 14:16-18, 1 Cor. 2:13),
and then you stumbled, lost and frightened, in the
darkness (John 3:18-21) of futility and self-pity
(Rom. 14:23: "But he who doubts is condemned if
he eats, because he does not eat from faith [in
God]; for whatever is not from faith [or is from
doubt] is sin."), until you fell into a hell of your own
creation (your sin and doubt and disobedience to
God’s law and reviling of His love created it).
Then you cried and beat your breast and cursed
the luck that had befallen you. You refused to
accept the consequences of your own petty
thoughts and lazy deeds and you searched for a
scapegoat on which to blame your failure. How
quickly you found one.
You blamed me! (or anyone but yourself, the REAL
person responsible; see Gen. 3:9-13)
You cried that your handicaps, your mediocrity
your lack of opportunity, your failures…were the
will of God! (nonbelievers blame God, Rev. 16:21)
You were wrong!
Let us take inventory. Let us, first, call a roll of
your handicaps. For how can I ask you to build a
new life lest you have the tools?
Are you blind? Does the sun rise and fall without
your witness?
No. You can see. . .and the hundred million
receptors I have placed in your eyes enable you to
enjoy the magic of a leaf, a snowflake, a pond, an
eagle, a child, a cloud, a star, a rose, a rainbow…
and the look of love. Count one blessing. (see
Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Are you deaf? Can a baby laugh or cry without
your attention?
No. You can hear…and the twenty-four thousand
fibers I have built in each of your ears vibrate to the
wind in the trees, the tides on the rocks, the
majesty of an opera, a robin’s plea, children at
play…and the words I love you. Count another
blessing. (see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Are you mute? Do your lips move and bring forth
only spittle?
No. You can speak. . .as can no other of my
creatures, and your words can calm the angry,
uplift the despondent, goad the quitter, cheer the
unhappy, warm the lonely, praise the worthy,
encourage the defeated, teach the ignorant…and
say I love you. Count another blessing. (see Phil.
4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Are you paralyzed? Does your helpless form
despoil the land?
No. You can move. You are not a tree
condemned to a small plot while the wind and
world abuses you. You can stretch and run the
dance and work, for within you I have designed five
hundred muscles, two hundred bones, and seven
miles of nerve fiber all synchronized by me to do
your bidding. Count another blessing. (see Phil.
4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22) Are you unloved and
unloving? Does loneliness engulf you, night and
day?
No. No more. For now you know love’s secret,
that to receive love it must be given with no thought
of its return. To love for fulfillment, satisfaction, or
pride is no love. Love is a gift on which no return is
demanded. Now you know that to love unselfishly
is its own reward. And even should love not be
returned it is not lost, for love not reciprocated will
flow back to you and soften and purify your heart.
Count another blessing. Count twice. (see Phil.
4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Is your heart stricken? Does it leak and strain to
maintain your life?
No. Your heart is strong. Touch your chest and
feel its rhythm, pulsating, hour after hour, day and
night, thirty-six million beats each year, year after
year, asleep or awake, pumping your blood
through more than sixty thousand miles of veins,
arteries, and tubing…pumping more than six
hundred thousand gallons each year. Man has
never created such a machine. Count another
blessing. (see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Are you diseased of skin? Do people turn in horror
when you approach?
No. Your skin is clear and a marvel of creation,
needing only that you tend it with soap and oil and
brush and care. In time all steels will tarnish and
rust, but not your skin. Eventually the strongest of
metals will wear, with use, but not that layer that I
have constructed around you. Constantly it
renews itself, old cells replaced by new, just as
the old you is now replaced by the new. Count
another blessing. (see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Are your lungs befouled? Does the breath of life
struggle to enter your body?
No. Your portholes to life support you even in the
vilest of environments of your own making, and
they labor always to filter life-giving oxygen through
six hundred million pockets of folded flesh while
they rid your body of gaseous wastes. Count
another blessing. (see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Is your blood poisoned? Is it diluted with water
and pus?
No. Within your five quarts of blood are twenty-two
trillion blood cells and within each cell are millions
of molecules and within each molecule is an atom
oscillating at more than ten million times each
second. Each second, two million of your blood
cells die to be replaced by two million more in a
resurrection that has continued since your first
birth. As it has always been inside, so now it is
on your outside. Count another blessing. (see
Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Are you feeble of mind? Can you no longer think
for yourself?
No. Your brain is the most complex structure in
the universe. I know. Within its three pounds are
thirteen billion nerve cells, more than three times
as many cells as there are people on your earth.
To help you file away every perception, every
sound, every taste, every smell, every action you
have experienced since the day of your birth, I
have implanted, within your cells, more than one
thousand billion billion protein molecules. Every
incident in your life is there waiting only your
recall. And, to assist your brain in the control of
your body I have dispersed, throughout your form,
four million pain-sensitive structures, five hundred
thousand touch detectors, and more than two
hundred thousand temperature detectors. No
nation’s gold is better protected than you. None of
your ancient wonders are greater than you.
You are my finest creation. (see Gen. 1:15-25)
Within you is enough atomic energy to destroy
any of the world’s great cities…and rebuild it.
Are you poor? Is there no gold or silver in your
purse?
No. You are rich! (Psalms 107:41-43; Matt. 5:3)
Together we have just counted your wealth. Study
the list. Count them again. Tally your assets!
(see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22)
Why have you betrayed yourself? Why have you
cried that all the blessings of humanity were
removed from you? Why did you deceive yourself
that you were powerless to change your life? Are
you without talent, senses, abilities, pleasures,
instincts, sensations, and pride? Are you without
hope? Why do you cringe in the shadows, a giant
defeated, awaiting only sympathetic transport into
the welcome void and dampness of hell?
You have so much. Your blessings overflow your
cup (see Psalms 23:5-6)…and you have been
unmindful of them, like a child spoiled in luxury,
since I have bestowed them upon you with
generosity and regularity.
Answer me.
Answer yourself.
What rich man, old and sick, feeble and helpless,
would not exchange all the gold in his vault for the
blessings you have treated so lightly?
Know then the first secret to happiness and
success—that you possess, even now, every
blessing necessary to achieve great glory (see
Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22). They are your
treasure, your tools with which to build, starting
today, the foundation for a new and better life.
Therefore, I say unto you, count your blessings
(see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-22) and know that you
already are my greatest creation. This is the first
law you must obey in order to perform the greatest
miracle in the world, the return of your humanity
from living death. (see Phil. 1:21)
And be grateful for your lessons learned in poverty
(see Psalms 107:41-43; Rom. 5:1-8). For he is
not poor who has little; only he that desires much
(James 4:1-12)…and true security lies not in the
things one has but in the things one can do
without. (see 1 Tim. 6:6, contentment)
Where are the handicaps that produced your
failure? They existed only in your mind.
Count your blessings.
And the second law is like unto the first. Proclaim
your rarity (see Matt. 5:13-14).
You had condemned yourself to a potter’s field,
and there you lay, unable to forgive your own
failure, destroying yourself with self-hate, self-
incrimination, and revulsion at your crimes against
yourself and others.
Are you not perplexed?
Do you not wonder why I am able to forgive your
failures, your transgressions, your pitiful
demeanor…when you cannot forgive yourself?
I address you now, for three reasons. You need
me. You are not one of a herd heading for
destruction in a gray mass of mediocrity. And …
you are a great rarity.
Consider a painting by Rembrandt or a bronze by
Degas or a violin by Stradivarius or a play by
Shakespeare. They have great value for two
reasons: their creators were masters and they are
few in number. Yet there are more than one of
each of these.
On that reasoning you are the most valuable
treasure on the face of the earth, for you know who
created you and there is only one of you.
Never, in all the seventy billion humans who have
walked this planet since the beginning of time has
there been anyone exactly like you.
Never, until the end of time, will there be another
such as you.
You have shown no knowledge or appreciation of
your uniqueness.
Yet, you are the rarest thing in the world.
From your father, in his moment of supreme love,
flowed countless seeds of love, more than four
hundred million in number. All of them, as they
swam within your mother, gave up the ghost and
died. All except one! You.
You alone persevered within the loving warmth of
your mother’s body, searching for your other half, a
single cell from your mother so small that more
than two million would be necessary to fill an acorn
shell. Yet, despite impossible odds, in that vast
ocean of darkness and disaster, you persevered,
found that infinitesimal cell, joined with it, and
began a new life. Your life.
You arrived, bringing with you, as does every child,
the message that I was not yet discouraged of
man. Two cells now united in a miracle. Two
cells, each containing twenty-three chromosomes
and within each chromosome hundreds of genes,
which would govern every characteristic about you,
from the color of your eyes to the charm of your
manner, to the size of your brain.
With all the combinations at my command,
beginning with the single sperm from your father’s
four hundred million, through the hundreds of
genes in each of the chromosomes of your mother
and father, I could have created three hundred
thousand billion humans, each different from the
other.
But who did I bring forth?
You! One of a kind. Rarest of the rare. A
priceless treasure, possessed of qualities in mind
and speech and movement and appearance and
actions as no other who has ever lived, lives, or
shall live.
Why have you valued yourself in pennies when you
are worth a king’s ransom?
Why did you listen to those who demeaned you…
and far worse, why did you believe them?
Take counsel. No longer hide your rarity in the
dark. Bring it forth. Show the world. Strive not to
walk as your brother walks, nor talk as your leader
talks, nor labor as do the mediocre. Never do as
another. Never imitate. For how do you know that
you may not imitate evil; and he who imitates evil
always goes beyond the example set, while he
who imitates what is good always falls short.
Imitate no one. Be yourself. Show your rarity to
the world and they will shower you with gold. This
then is the second law.
Proclaim your rarity.
And now you have received two laws.
Count your blessings! Proclaim your rarity!
You have no handicaps. You are not mediocre.
You nod. You force a smile. You admit your self-
deception.
What of your next complaint? Opportunity never
seeks thee?
Take counsel and it shall come to pass, for now I
give you the law of success in every venture.
Many centuries ago this law was given to your
forefathers from a mountain top (see Exodus 19
through Exodus 20). Some heeded the law and lo,
their life was filled with the fruit of happiness,
accomplishment, gold, and peace of mind. Most
listened not, for they sought magic means, devious
routes, or waited for the devil called luck to deliver
to them the riches of life. They waited in vain…just
as you waited, and then they wept, as you wept,
blaming their lack of fortune on my will.
The law is simple. Young or old, pauper or king,
white or black, male or female…all can use the
secret to their advantage; for of all the rules and
speeches and scriptures of success and how to
attain it, only one method has never failed…
whomsoever shall compel ye to go with him one
mile…go with him two (see the Bible, Matt. 5:41,
spoken by Jesus Himself).
This then is the third law…the secret that will
produce riches and acclaim beyond your dreams.
Go another mile (see the Bible, Matt. 5:41)!
The only certain means of success is to render
more and better service than is expected to you,
no matter what your task may be. This is a habit
followed by all successful people since the
beginning of time. Therefore I saith the surest way
to doom yourself to mediocrity is to perform only
the work for which you are paid.
Think not ye are being cheated if you deliver more
than the silver you receive. For there is a
pendulum to all life and the sweat you deliver, if not
rewarded today, will swing back tomorrow, tenfold.
The mediocre never goes another mile, for why
should he cheat himself, he thinks. But you are
not mediocre. To go another mile is a privilege you
must appropriate by your own initiative. You
cannot, you must not avoid it. Neglect it, do only
as little as the others, and the responsibility for
your failure is yours alone.
You can no more render service without receiving
just compensation than you can withhold the
rendering of it without suffering the loss of reward.
Cause and effect, means and ends, seed and fruit,
these cannot be separated. The effect already
blooms in the cause, and the end pre-exists in the
means, and the fruit is always in the seed. (see
Matt. 7:15-20)
Go another mile. (see the Bible, Matt. 5:41)
Concern yourself not, should you serve an
ungrateful master (see Romans 12:14). Serve him
more. (1 Peter 2:18-19)
And instead of him, let it be me who is in your
debt, for then you will know that every minute,
every stroke of extra service will be repaid. And
worry not, should your reward not come soon (see
Luke 12:22-34). For the longer payment is
withheld, the better for you…and compound
interest on compound interest is this law’s
greatest benefit.
You cannot command success, you can only
deserve it…and now you know the great secret
necessary in order to merit its rare reward.
Go another mile!
Where is this field whence you cried there was no
opportunity? Look! Look around thee. See,
where only yesterday you wallowed on the refuse
of self-pity, you now walk tall on a carpet of gold.
Nothing has changed…except you, but you are
everything.
You are my greatest miracle.
You are the greatest miracle in the world.
And now the laws of happiness and success are
three.
Count your blessings (see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-
22)! Proclaim your rarity (see Matt. 5:13-14)! Go
another mile (Matt. 5:41)!
Be patient with your progress. To count your
blessings with gratitude, to proclaim your rarity
with pride, to go an extra mile and then another,
these acts are not accomplished in the blinking of
an eye. Yet, that which you acquire with most
difficulty you retain the longest; as those who have
earned a fortune are more careful of it than those
by whom it was inherited.
And fear not as you enter your new life. (Isaiah
41:10) Every noble acquisition is attended with its
risks. He who fears to encounter the one must not
expect to obtain the other. Now you know you are
a miracle. And there is no fear in a miracle.
Be proud. You are not the momentary whim of a
careless creator experimenting in the laboratory of
life. You are not a slave of forces that you cannot
comprehend. You are a free manifestation of no
force but mine, of no love but mine. You were
made with a purpose.
Feel my hand. Hear my words.
You need me…and I need you.
We have a world to rebuild…and if it requireth a
miracle what is that to us? We are both miracles
and now we have each other.
Never have I lost faith in you since that day when I
first spun you from a giant wave and tossed you
helplessly on the sands. As you measure time
that was more than five hundred million years ago.
There were many models, many shapes, many
sizes, before I reached perfection in you more than
thirty thousand years ago. I have made no further
effort to improve on you in all these years.
For how could one improve on a miracle? You
were a marvel to behold and I was pleased (see
Gen. 1:31). I gave you this world and dominion
over it (see Gen. 1:26-28). Then, to enable you to
reach your full potential I placed my hand upon
you, once more, and endowed you with powers
unknown to any other creature in the universe,
even unto this day.
I gave you the power to think.
I gave you the power to love (1 Cor. 13).
I gave you the power to will.
I gave you the power to laugh.
I gave you the power to imagine.
I gave you the power to create.
I gave you the power to plan.
I gave you the power to speak.
I gave you the power to pray (Mark 11:24).
My pride in you knew no bounds (so much so that
God’s son, Jesus Christ, will be our Bride! in Rev.
19:7-10, Rev. 21:9, Rev. 22:17, and Isaiah 54:4-8).
You were my ultimate creation, my greatest
miracle. A complete living being. One who can
adjust to any climate, any hardship, any
challenge. One who can manage his own destiny
without any interference from me (free choice:
God’s gift to Adam and Eve, and they used it
unwisely to disobey God in Gen. 3:9-13). One
who can translate a sensation or perception, not
by instinct, but by thought and deliberation into
whatever action is best for himself and all humanity.
Thus we come to the fourth law of success and
happiness…for I gave you one more power, a
power so great that not even my angels possess it.
I gave you the power to choose. (see Gen. 2:16-17)
With this gift I place you even above my angels…
for angels are not free to choose sin. I gave you
complete control [sovereignty] over your destiny. I
told you to determine, for yourself, your own nature
in accordance with your own free will. Neither
heavenly nor earthly in nature, you were free to
fashion yourself in whatever form you preferred.
You had the power to choose to degenerate into
the lowest forms of life (Ezekial 28:1-19), but you
also had the power, out of your soul’s judgment, to
be reborn into the higher forms, which are divine.
(Matt. 6:33)
I [God] have never withdrawn your great power
[sovereignty], the power to choose. [but you gave it
away to your public servants because of your
unbelief and lack of trust in Me!]
What have you done with this tremendous force?
Look at yourself. Think of the choices you have
made in your life and recall, now, those bitter
moments when you would fall to your knees if only
you had the opportunity to choose again.
What is past is past…and now you know the
fourth great law of happiness and success…Use
wisely, your power of choice.
Choose to love. . .rather than hate (1 Cor. 13).
Choose to laugh. . .rather than cry.
Choose to create. . .rather than destroy.
Choose to persevere. . .rather than quit.
Choose to praise. . .rather than gossip.
Choose to heal. . .rather than wound.
Choose to give. . .rather than steal.
Choose to act…rather than procrastinate.
Choose to grow. . .rather than rot.
Choose to pray. . .rather than curse.
Choose to live. . .rather than die.
Now you know that your misfortunes were not my
will, for all power was vested in you, and the
accumulation of deeds and thoughts which placed
you on the refuse of humanity were your doing, not
mine. My gifts of power were too large for your
small nature. Now you have grown tall and wise
and the fruits of the land will be yours.
You are more than a human being, you are a
human becoming.
You are capable of great wonders. Your potential
is unlimited. Who else, among my creatures, has
mastered fire? Who else, among my creatures,
has conquered gravity, has pierced the heavens,
has conquered disease and pestilence and
drought?
Never demean yourself again!
Never settle for the crumbs of life!
Never hide your talents, from this day hence!
(Matt. 5:16)
Remember the child who says, “when I am a big
boy.” But what is that? For the big boy
says, “when I grow up.” And then grown up, he
says, “when I am wed.” But to be wed, what is
that, after all? The thought then changes to “when
I retire.” And then, retirement comes, and he
looks back over the landscape traversed; a cold
wind sweeps over it and somehow he has missed
it all and it is gone.
Enjoy this day, today…and tomorrow, tomorrow.
(see Eccl. 5:18)
You have performed the greatest miracle in the
world.
You have returned from a living death. (see Rom.
8:1-11)
You will feel self-pity no more and each new day
will be a challenge and a joy. (see John 17:13)
You have been born again…but just as before, you
can choose failure and despair or success and
happiness. The choice is yours. The choice is
exclusively yours. I can only watch, as before…in
pride…or sorrow.
Remember, then, the four laws of happiness and
success.
Count your blessings. (see Phil. 4:13, 2 Cor. 1:21-
22)
Proclaim your rarity. (see Matt. 5:13-14)
Go another mile. (Matt. 5:41)
Use wisely your power of choice. (Prov. 2:1-9)
And one more, to fulfill the other four. Do all things
with love…love for yourself, love for all others, and
love for me. (see Matt. 22:36-40)
Wipe away your tears. Reach out, grasp my
hand, and stand straight.
Let me cut the grave cloths that have bound you.
This day you have been notified.
YOU ARE THE GREATEST MIRACLE IN THE
WORLD
