Lesson 316 All Gifts I Give My Brothers Are My Own

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II.  SECTION 10.  What is the Last Judgment?

Lesson 316 All gifts I give my brothers are my own.

  1. As every gift my brothers give is mine, so every gift I give belongs to me.  Each one allows a past mistake to go and leave no shadow on the holy mind my Father loves.  His grace is given me in every gift a brother has received throughout all time, and past all times as well.  My treasure house is full, and angels watch its open doors that not one gift is lost, and only more are added.  Let me come to where my treasures are and enter in where I am truly welcome and at home, among the gifts that God has given me.
  2. Father, I would accept Your gifts today.  I do not recognize them.  Yet I trust that You Who gave them will provide the means by which I can behold them, see their worth, and cherish only them as what I want. [1]
Photo credit: http://www.eckiefriar.com All gifts I give my brothers are my own.

Yesterday’s lesson brought home to us how every day and in every way, we are blessed beyond our wildest imaginations by the gifts of our brothers.  And today, we learn that those gifts, which fill our lives with such happiness, joy, and peace, include the gifts that we bring to our brothers.  We are one in God, and in His Kingdom, all prosper from the Sonship sharing equally and freely with one another.  In our Father’s house, it is impossible to selfishly hoard or hide our gifts and keep them to ourselves.  In our Father’s house, the mistakes we made in the past are washed away as we share our gifts in the freedom and abundance of the kingdom. 

Our treasure house is full, our lesson states today, guarded by angels who watch the open door so that no gifts are lost, and only more are added.  We can feel their presence, our angels that stand watch over our treasures, urging us to keep the door open and trust in them at their holy charge as they call us to share and share again and not to be afraid.  

When I first started this blog, I was plagued with self-doubt and worries about what this one would think or that one.  I have not necessarily led a holy life; my journey has taken me down paths that I am not exactly proud to hang up for display!  Many of my relationships of the past look like train wrecks.  I have said things that I wished I would not have said.  I have pointed my finger and made judgments that were unfair and unkind.  Not unlike many of my relationships, based on lack, fear, neediness, and social approval, my walk with God has been fraught with an on and off again switch.  In my own estimation, it has taken me an inordinate amount of time to find my real and holy Self that Jesus discusses in the Course. 

And yet the prayer today is the prayer I have been praying since accepting the gifts that our Father has given me.  At first, I did not recognize them as gifts simply because I did not trust their source, I did not know their worth, and therefore I could not cherish them enough to share them with my brothers.  Not sharing them with my brothers, my gifts were not something then that I could enjoy and recognize as my own. 

Upon sharing the gifts that God has given me, I have learned to accept them, to value them, to be blessed by them and to bless others with them.  I cherish the gifts that God has given me to share with my brothers and look forward to all the opportunities to share them that He brings into my life.  My gifts from God are the only thing I want; the only thing worth having! 

As I use my holy gifts, my past mistakes fade away and leave no shadow on my mind.  I value my past as my journey to God, blessing each teacher along the way, recognizing them not as thieves of joy but as teachers of God who pointed the way to my Father.  Those cheating boyfriends who broke my heart and turned it to stone?  Blessed teachers pointing me to God.  Those who took advantage of my kindness, misread my love for manipulation, wrongfully accused me?  Blessed teachers pointing me to God.  Those who would deny me enter, coldly receive me, keep me on the outside looking in?  Blessed teachers pointing me to God.  Those who would judge me from the past, throw rocks at my efforts, mock my humble beginnings, and disdain my journey – blessed teachers all.  I thank God for them, bless them, and thank them.

Overcoming the fear of our gifts from God may seem like an insurmountable task as many of us are filled with such self-doubt, worry, and fear of rejection.  Few of us want to expose our deepest yearnings, our confusion and pain, as we live in this world, turned upside down by ego.  Our pride and self-doubt prevent us from sharing our real journey: the murky, worrying, uncomfortable, process of our own transformation as we journey through the shadow, bring it out of hiding and expose it to the light of Christ.

Nor do we want to end up like those kooks who mistake the voice of ego for the Voice of God and do outrageous, dastardly deeds that wreak havoc and pain upon the Sonship, causing many to fall away from the loving truth of God, thus lengthening time and suffering for all.  As we accept the gifts of the brothers and share our gifts with them, we put down our desire to be special, to be the chosen one, the elect of God, and we recognize that our Father loves us equally as One. His gifts are ours to share in order to appreciate our mutual worth. 

[1] A Course In Miracles, Workbook for Students, 316.  All gifts I give…Foundation for Inner Peace, Second Edition, p. 458

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My love for God, home and hearth, my husband and family fueled my decision to devote the rest of my life only to pursuits which brought love, joy, peace, and purpose. I am a writer, seeker, student, and teacher with experience professional and otherwise from waitressing to teaching the English language in China, Taiwan, and Singapore. I hold a BA in Psychology from Bloomsburg University, which took nearly 30 years to attain while I squeezed courses in between raising my children, journaling, relationships, work, and an assortment of escapades, some of which I would rather forget! An ongoing passion for reading, writing, adventure, food, and fun, eventually led me to the love of my life, James, whom I met in 1996 and married in 1997. Our life together has been an exciting journey of work and travel, spiritual awakening, and domestic bliss ever since. Although we have experienced the tragic loss of family members and friends through death and estrangement, we have managed to turn our special relationship into a holy one by the grace of God and an acute and growing awareness of “there must be a better way!” In 2006, I published my first novel, Luella’s Calling, and am currently working on my second, Grover Good and the Stone Chateau. From 2013 through 2018, I worked as a Prevention Education Specialist for Transitions, a local domestic violence sexual abuse victim’s service agency. My work there, fueled by a lifelong enthusiasm for teaching, led me to obtain an MS in Education from Scranton University. In 2018, I resigned to accompany James on his work travels while focusing on my calling to study and teach A Course in Miracles. To that end, I dedicate the rest of my days to writing, sharing, and teaching the message of salvation found within the Course pages. Thank you for your interest in this blog. As I do not respond to comments on the posts, if you care to contact me, please email me at eckief@yahoo.com.

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