Joyful, joyful we adore Thee

 My Christmas gift is still fresh and fragrant.  And non fattening :)

 

    Lord, give me that old time religion, and thank you for it.  I attended Redeemer SB 8:00 am service despite a couple of obstacles including 6 degree temp (I’m virtue signaling).  Uplifting New music led by EH included lyrics set to Aulde Lang Syne that made it a song of worship. Pastor JM delivered a message/sermon from Matthew 2 on the three Magi that revealed aspects of the story I’ve not heard in my 73 years’ hearing it. He connected  perfectly to other Biblical passages, so I can only conclude and say, thankYou, Jesus, You obviously have a hand in this man’s ministry.  I left the service feeling the joy I knew at Welch Avenue FWB and the southern churches of my childhood.  Thank you, Lord.  There’s nothing quite like it, and I have missed it, I realize.

    I have also been pondering, not too deeply yet, as to a possible connection of that religious joy with stirring Hambledzoin and awareness of Astral body within a collective link to groups generally.  LvL in a Substack discussed those Work experiences extensively and convincingly, though certainly not applying them to non-Work groups.  That’s me.  I’d say I wish to tiggle his descriptions into live groups of folk  with no Work knowledge because they seem to be what I’m given late in life; all my Gurdjieff groups are, after all, “electromagnetic,” ie, on line.  I intuit that I’m attempting to verify the validity of that kind of non-physical spiritual association.  I also seek to parse the differences between the depth of sharing among participants in these different teachings as well as our odd nouveau computer-driven platforms.  

     So far I can only say that it certainly matters what you (and group) think, but also what you (we) feel and sense, receive or give.  Nothing profound there.  But the changes that can be made likely will be. 

     You know, Lord, I fear “crossing the streams” this way:  blasphemy; offending You or Them.  Vanity may play its part, too:  just pick a lane, Fool, before lightening strikes you!  And of course I’m rather glad no one reads my blog (do You?) when I blather on like today.

     So in this prayer now, I thank You again for the Joy in this Morning; I ask forgiveness for my missteps and I ask Your clear direction day by day. And so may it be for all of Us. IJN