Lesson 224 God Is Father, And He Loves His Son


Lesson 224 God is Father, and He loves His Son.

  1. My true identity is so secure, so lofty, sinless, glorious and great, wholly beneficent and free from guilt, that Heaven looks to It to give it light.  It lights the world as well.  It is the gift my Father gave to me; the one as well I give the world.  There is no gift but This that can be either given or received.  This is reality, and only This.  This is illusion’s end.  It is the truth.
  2. My Name, O Father, still is known to You.  I have forgotten it, and do not know where I am going, who I am, or what it is I do.  Remind me, Father, now, for I am weary of the world I see.  Reveal what You would have me see instead.[1]
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Notes and Personal Application:  Today is the anniversary of my earthly father’s death.  Although it has been 61 years ago, and I was a girl of ten at the time – I will never forget my dad.  He was everything a little girl dreams of in a dad – kind, smart, funny, and fun-loving – I never heard him say a curse word, grumble about how hard he had to work, or show my mother anything but love, adoration, and appreciation.  He was the kind of man who cried when his Brittany Spaniel died.  He loved the ocean.  He liked Sunday drives and taking his family out for dinner after church.  He read the funnies to me at night while mom prepared supper.  He taught me good manners and insisted that I use them.  He loved a good story and always had a stack of books next to his bed and favorite chair. 

My earthly father gave me his DNA, he gave me his name, he gave me sustenance, love, and provided as safe and happy home for me as he was able.  Because of this, it is not difficult for me to accept our heavenly Father’s love.  For others who have suffered abuse, inappropriate sexual touches and incest, witnessed or been a victim of domestic violence at the hands of their earthly fathers, it can be a real challenge to accept God’s Love.  The other night at our meeting, Linda shared the story of how she has finally be able to know the love of God in spite of what she suffered growing up at the hands of her own father.

The fact that she shared her story set my own heart free at last.  For I had kept her secrets for her when we were little kids.  I held them in my heart and never told anyone, never went for help for her, had no way to know how to make what she was going through stop.  She came over to stay at our house when things got too rough – thankfully, my parents were the kind of people who loved having kids around, who did not mind an extra mouth to feed, who always made room for one more. 

I had known the role that Linda played in my life as a child but I had always felt as if I had failed her – there is a sense of guilt and shame that comes with helplessness, with keeping secrets, with knowing that something wrong is taking place and not knowing how to make it stop.  Harking back to last year’s post, in Chapter One, Jesus tells Helen that a miracle is the maximal service one can render to another. It is a way of loving another as yourself.  It is recognizing your own and another’s worth simultaneously.  I knew that Linda had done that for me throughout our troubled childhoods, but I had always believed that I had failed her.  And yet tonight when she shared her story and it opened up the hearts and minds of others in the room, we both recognized that I had understood her worth and that I did what I was supposed to do at the time.  I held her hand.  I loved her.  I gave her a safe place.  I was a little girl and I was giving her my best. 

No matter if we have been blessed with a loving father or a wounded father here on earth, we will experience the unreality of the world and the inability of our fathers to protect us from a world that is designed to teach us cruelty, subterfuge, and death.  We will come to realize that there has to be a better way and we will seek for it – first in the better ways that the world offers and then, weary of the inconstancy and false promises of the world, we will seek for the better way and return to our Heavenly Father to find our truth in Him.   

God is our Father and He loves us as His Son.  Be blessed by this thought and turn to it often today, cleansing your mind of all that would try to define you by your body, by your mistakes, by your gender, family, country, culture, class.  God is our Father and He loves us as His Son. 

[1] A Course in Miracles. Workbook for Students. Lesson 224. Foundation for Inner Peace, Second Edition (1992).

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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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