Spirit shares perennial wisdom with me,
and with anyone else who cares to listen
to our more-or-less private dialogue.
But, it is a dialogue with a difference.
How so? Spirit seems to know and, at time,
so I suspect, directs my thoughts, and
even my emotions.
But, He must pull them from a pool of
previously existing collection (in my mind,
or in my small share of cosmic mind), I do
recognize them as my own, more or less.
In this respect (as well as in depth of
awareness and intelligence) He has
a great advantage over me.
I can often suspect how He would likely respond
to whatever I might say, do, think, or feel, but
He often catches me by surprise with thoughts
far beyond what I might have suspected.
Why? Perhaps I have still to develop appropriate
respect for the depth of …
Why did you not refer to My depth? Am I less
than my thoughts, to you?
I’ve been there and I’ve done that.
Perhaps you worshipped the wrong heroes.
Are there right heroes?
You would, in time, find faults with them,
as you do with Me.
You seem to go out of your way to ensure
that I find faults with you.
Your addiction to hero worship is
a stumbling block on the path
to truth. Truth is forever.
And Heroes come and go?