This Has Been Distorted

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't 'ask' that your sorrows be removed from you. Demand that they be removed! Don't look at your obstacles as if they are impossible. Remove them from your mind. Or they will stay. Believing you want it that way! If you believe you are here to suffer... Why complain about it. As if this was a gift from God. You 'are' a gift from God! You are. You are a part of the Oneness God is! The Kingdom that is His 'is' yours! You've been told this. Don't 'ask' that your sorrows be removed from you. Demand that they be removed! Don't look at your obstacles as if they are impossible. Remove them from your mind. Or they will stay. Believing you want it that way! If you believe you are here to suffer... Why complain about it. As if this was a gift from God. And this is not God's wish! Somewhere, somehow in your mind... This has been distorted. You allowed your faith to be aborted! The Earth, Moon and Sun... All belong to the One. How and 'why' and WHEN... Did you allow your separateness to begin? If you believe you are here to suffer... Why complain about it. As if this was a gift from God. What else in your life is faked? If you say you love God... Why can't you accept God as your Lover?

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