Prayer is not limited to just words, it is an attitude of heart and the state of being. It's the consciousness that God is the one who makes our existence possible, that it is thanks to Him that we can take every breath and enjoy each day with its beauties and sorrows.

As I am mindful of that every morning and commit to Him each day, my whole life becomes a prayer. The more tuned I am to Him, the more rich this life becomes. Nothing is taken for granted. I can live to the fullest.

"For in Him we live and move and have our being..." ( Acts 17:28)

Peace is a rare commodity these days. How do we find peace in a world filled with wars, calamities, resulting fear and so much pain?

I found it in Jesus. Not Jesus hanging on the crucifix, or Jesus a good teacher, or even Jesus a prophet, but in Jesus who is the Great I Am , the beginning and the end. He is beyond any religion including a christian religion. To bring Him down to a founder of some religion is to miss the point, and miss peace that goes beyond any understanding... His living presence is available for anyone who thirsts, who is hungry for it and to live in His presence doesn't mean following the commandments made by people, but to be forever changed.

When you are changed by Him you lose the desire to do anything evil, anything that goes against Love, you don't desire to worship other gods or to hurt others and when you occasionally do, it hurts...you.

To love God as who He truly is causes you to love those whom He loves and that means all, even those who wish you ill or even worst, who have done you ill. You don't have to agree with evil to do this or to accept evil done to you for evil is always unacceptable, but aren't we all at times guilty of doing evil? Yet, Jesus says that God forgives us, so why shouldn't we forgive others? I know it is easier said than done, but it can be done and it has to if you and I want that peace...

I read "The Shack" by William P. Young a week ago. It reminded me of my own spiritual journey into the heart of the Father. God became my Father when I received Jesus into my life. My earthly father wasn't as good at fathering as he wanted to be, and knowing the heart of our heavenly Father restored my love for my earthly one.

My Dad passed away last April not even a year after my Grandma who mothered me. Their deaths brought sadness into my life, but also appreciation of their love and lives for my heavenly Father comforts me.

His love is perfect love, tender and understanding. It heals all wounds of spirit and soul. I recommend the reading of "The Shack" to all who desire to know God as He really is. Beyond religion.

Love is a source of beauty and God is love...everything that moves your spirit comes from God, though life is so full of paradoxes. Love is the strongest slavery because it requires you to give yourself to Him totally without hiding anything , without holding back, but He also gives Himself totally to you and only then in His Love you can experience total freedom; there you can be all you were created to be. While self promises to give you freedom it keeps you in bondage to self so you can never go beyond just yourself and this is by far the greatest limitation. In bondage to Love there is true freedom. In His death there is life, and in His life there is Eternity.

God is my Father to whom I can run with my joys and with my sorrows, a present help in the time of need, my shield, guide, and my fortress because of whom I don't have to be afraid of tomorrow.

Through His eyes I can see His wonders, His mighty hand so strong yet invisible...to those who have eyes, but they do not see. Open up your heart and you will hear that He Is, and His heart is beating eternally just for you. This is by far the greatest wonder!

I can hear God's voice in the inner silence, when my thoughts are at peace. He whispers about His everlasting love even when everything around me seems to crash with a loud noise of stressfull modern life.

Without that Constant everything would lose its meanning. It is the greatest source of strenght in the times of weakness, " My Grace is sufficient for you", is what I hear deep within my heart. His steady loving presence allows me to conquer all my fears...

He is powerfull like a rushing mountain water and still gentle like a valley stream. I'm surrounded by His presence where He gently rounds my edges like a pebble in a creek...in the quiet and in torrent; the river of life carries me away, yet in His abiding beauty none of my sorrows can ever stay.