Light within you

Do you feel it deep within you?
It’s always there but not beating.
Not beating like your heart.
It’s a warmth that’s always there.
Sometimes you try to ignore it.
But it shines through regardless.
This light is the soul that God
places in our hearts that shines
up through our faces for others to see;
we feel, but cannot see it in ourselves
as others do. We can only see it shine
in others. It is God’s wonderful plan
seeing the light within you shine
for others to see, and for you to see
their light shine to see their beauty.

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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Light of the World

We are all children of God.
By His Grace,
we are the light of God on earth.
We are the fruit of the best of His Creation,
therefore, we are true. . . and right. . . and good.
If we accept God’s light and life,
our paths before us are filled
with His goodness and light and life.
The paths of our lives cross with others’
on their paths of light and life.
When we accept others as our brothers and sisters,
we grow broader and deeper in God’s love.
Jesus says in Matthew that
we are the light of the world
and by doing these many good works,
we glorify God.

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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Strength of Goodness

I awoke this morning with the blood of God flowing through the veins in my body. If you ask me how I know, I will tell you that I live with the goodness that God has blessed me with allowing me to live for the better part of almost 82 years on this small orb we call Earth in the atmosphere somewhere in the vast milky way God created billions of years ago. After I thanked God for allowing me one more day, I kissed my wife, told her I loved her, and bounded out of bed (slowly creaked my ancient bones) to face the new day.
Let’s face facts, our lives are difficult; we face some troubling times in our lives, but we make our way through these times. My grandmother always said that the tunnel may be dark, and it may be long, but there is always light at the end of that tunnel, and that light is God, and if you add one more letter “O” to God, which is :Good; and we know that God is Good., we are born of God; we are born of Good; therefore, we are all born with the strength of Good, the strength of God.

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“Les Anges Dans Nos Campagnes”

It is that time in church when we sing hymns of praise celebrating the birth of Jesus so many years ago. For all the non-French students out there, the title translates as “Angels We Have Heard on High,” truly one of my favorite carols, if not for the angels that have stayed with me since my near-death experience four years ago.
I believe in angels; mine have kept me on the path of righteousness, allowing me to greet all whom I meet with God’s gentleness, but more importantly with God’s everlasting Love. So, I try to go through life with a song in my heart and the words on my lips: “What the gladsome tidings be, which inspire Your heavenly song.”
Merry Christmas, all my beloved brothers and sisters.
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Exploration

I walk out on my front lawn at night and look up at the night sky. I am in awe at the portion of the great Milky way that is splayed out for me to see. The beauty is overwhelming. Not being a scientist, I am truly amazed at the grandness of the universe that is beyond my imagination. I am envious of those who are capable and have the equipment to see the beauty of the colors and hues of the cloud structures that surround the planets circulating the stars that are our nearest galaxies.
As a youth growing up, I was a Flash Gordon and Buck Rogers fan in the 1940s and 1950s; I faithfully watched Star Trek but was not a Trekkie; and Star Wars was interesting until it got too violent. All this means that I am one that mankind is truly interested in investigating what we refer to as outer space.
I think our space exploration is an excursion into another realm of God’s creation. Do we have the intelligence to understand and accept any differences we meet? Or will we meet these differences with the violence shown to us from the Buck Rogers days to the Star Wars Days?
I walk out on my front lawn to see the peace of the night skies. . . to see the peace of God’s creation and be blessed by God’s love.

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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Sharing Hearts

Over the last four weeks, I have had three tests run by my cardiologist. All three have turned out near perfect, which is maddening because before the tests he said that my heart looks great, but because I am 81, we just needed to check, so said he. I guess I should count myself lucky. But then I ask my doctor why my heart aches so much when I watch certain movies. My heart skips a beat when Kevin Costner’s father asks him to play ball in the movie “ Field of Dreams.” And forget whenever a dog dies in a movie, not a man, but a dog, forget it, I’m a big baby; a gulp comes right out of my heart.
I use that same heart to pass love all around. I meet and talk with strangers all the time; I learn their names, let them talk about their interests, and get to know their thoughts and emotions. This allows me to be more open and caring to all the people I meet and see in the world in which I live. I see them, and I love them.
I am so happy God gives us such loving hearts. . . loving hearts to share with others.

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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Purifying Salt

It’s a funny thing about salt. We use it so freely for many different things on a daily basis. It makes a very good flavor enhancer for our favorite foods. But salt through the years, including today, has had other purposes.
My ancient Italian great grandmother used to throw salt over her shoulder to ward off evil spirits when she felt threatened by others’ words or deeds. My cousins and I used to fall down laughing at her.
Today, doctors warn us that too much salt upsets the chemical balances in our bodies and put us on salt-free diets; we sprinkle salt on our driveways and walks in the winter to melt ice; and, there are many of us that use salt as a cleansing of negative karma in their lives, and others who use salt as a way to illuminate the spiritual path.
I don’t know why I became so curious about the spirituality of salt, but as for a high school history teacher, I am sure that from before the time that man began to form colonies to the present day, the possession of salt has been an important commodity. We worry about the nuclear bomb! A little white grain has caused a great deal of hardship in the history of the world.
Funny thing about mankind. Even the possession of the littlest things causes the greatest amount of greed.
I am so curious why some faith traditions use salt as a spiritual purification rite. But that’s for another day.
With thoughtful Love and God’s Grace, Russ.
©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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Gift of Free Will

Free will comes with many different restrictions. A few of these are: do not discriminate; don’t hit a man when he’s down; don’t insult the poor because they are poor. There are many more don’ts on the stairway to the top rung.
I believe in what one man said. That man lived over 2000 years ago. He was Jesus of Nazareth. Some call him Christ; most call him a prophet. Whatever you call him, he was a man of great vision. One of his greatest sayings was that there are really only two great commandments. The first is to love God. . . no argument there. The second is to love your neighbor as yourself. Your neighbor is in fact yourself and you in fact are your neighbor. And who is your neighbor? Anyone and everyone whom you may meet.
This is my simple philosophy. So, everyone I meet, I love. Everyone I meet is a brother or sister, born of a different physical mother, but here, walking on this earth by the love of God, just as I am. Therefore, I love them as myself, a brother or sister in the love of God now and forever.
So. Good night – this is my free will!

I love you! Everyone God-loving one of you!

©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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Sorrow

O sorrow, you can bring such great
grief to harden and break our hearts.
Are not our roads difficult enough
without you darkening our life paths?
You work so long and so very hard to
bring sadness and grief to every step we take.
However, with the comfort that comes
from the help and tenderness
from loving family and friends, you
crumble under the weight of joy and peace.
And with the promise of the eternal presence
of our Gracious God. . . Love.

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The Virtue of Dreaming

“And he said, “Hear my words: If there is a prophet among you, I the LORD make myself known to him in a vision; I speak with him in a dream.” Numbers 12:16
Any student of history is familiar with these words: “I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.” Of course, these come from the very moving speech given by Martin Luther King in 1963.
They were in an important message to all God-loving people to open our eyes to the status of the poor and the Black families in the United States. They moved a people to demonstrate in the streets against this almost 400 years of oppression to people of color.
But there are other ideas of dreaming. Mama Rose in Gypsy sang the following: “I had a dream, a dream about you, baby. It’s gonna to come true, baby.” Of course, she ended up singing about how everything’s coming up roses, for herself. It was a self-positive wish in a troublesome movie. This is true also when Lun Tha and Tuptim sang “I have dreamed and enjoyed the view,” about their forlorn and impossible love in the King and I. My favorite, however, is from The Man of La Mancha: “To dream the impossible dream,” a forlorn reverie by a slightly daffy landowner in Spain.
In all cases, the dreams are promises of better things to be.
Not all dreams are happy dreams; but that is a later note. I am in constant pain/discomfort, and I awake two or three times at night due to this condition. The dreams I awaken from during the night are precious to me; they always are dreams of great promise. I feel the presence of the Holy Spirit in the room, during the night. The dreams are pleasant; they are happy dreams. The unpleasant dreams come in the morning, telling me to get out of bed, I have been lazy too long.
I also meditate a great deal; I find myself meditating when I first get into bed; I also pray for those who I know need God’s love and affection. I rarely pray for myself. The meditations I have are always in the mode of a prayer. Not a prayer for forgiveness, but a prayer for a better understanding of who I am, what my relationship with God is. Through my meditations, I have learned to listen for God’s voice; it is very gentle; it is the wisp of the wind rustling the outer edges of my consciousness. It is a true reverie of beauty. I sit on the patio behind our house; it is a favorite place of meditation. More often than not, I will picture a beautiful cardinal; when I open my eyes, I am surprised when a cardinal is sitting on the table in front of me. One time, I was a little upset, only to open my eyes and see a hawk snatch a mouse from our back garden. At first, I was terribly upset, but then I realized that both creatures were of God and what I saw was a normal occurrence.
This brought me closer to understanding how God is directing my life. I no longer fear my pain; so, I decide to write about my dreams and what dreams are for.
When I meditate, I am almost in a dream state; many of the ideas that come to me are a result of these meditative times. I do not consider the dream states as a time of unconsciousness, because my mind is so active learning who I am and what my relationship with God is, what my relationship with my family is, and what my relationship with all whom I meet, old friend or newly discovered friend. Oh how blessed I am when the virtue of dreaming turns to meditation.
©Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.


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