Crown of Glory

As I Can See

When I doubt people, I feel pain.
When I judge people, it is unbearable.
When I hate people, there is no value to my existence.

Yet if I believe, I am deceived.
If I love, I am betrayed.
Suffering and grieving tonight, my head in my hands
Am I wrong?

Yes, I am wrong.
Even though we are deceived, still believe.
Though we are betrayed, still forgive.
Love completely even those who hate you.

Wipe your tears away and welcome with a smile
Those who know nothing but deceit
And those who betray without regret.

Oh Master! The pain of loving!
Look at my hands.
Place your hand on my chest.
My heart is bursting, such agony!

But when I loved those who acted against me
I brought victory.
If you have done the same thing,
I will give you the crown of glory.

A poem by Reverend Sun Myung…

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Crown of Glory

When I doubt people, I feel pain.
When I judge people, it is unbearable.
When I hate people, there is no value to my existence.

Yet if I believe, I am deceived.
If I love, I am betrayed.
Suffering and grieving tonight, my head in my hands
Am I wrong?

Yes, I am wrong.
Even though we are deceived, still believe.
Though we are betrayed, still forgive.
Love completely even those who hate you.

Wipe your tears away and welcome with a smile
Those who know nothing but deceit
And those who betray without regret.

Oh Master! The pain of loving!
Look at my hands.
Place your hand on my chest.
My heart is bursting, such agony!

But when I loved those who acted against me
I brought victory.
If you have done the same thing,
I will give you the crown of glory.

A poem by Reverend Sun Myung Moon

Connection to God

It just came to my mind again, how people lost their connection to God.

I do mean the real, living partner, who is in me, you, each and every of us, and we are supposed to live in and with and by Him.

When we are hopeless we have no place for Heavenly Father in us.

When we rejoice without sharing it with Him, we steal the life, the breath from Him.

When we deny, and our intellect overcomes our shimjung (center of our original heart) we fail to live, we die.

Among the zombies, the living dead bodies, who we are without True Parents, Heavenly Father ceaselessly search even the tiniest life-signals to resurrect us.

Our hearts started to beat by Him.

We had Him.

And now, we just kill Him and True Parents through our own agony, day by day.

This must be stopped.

This is who we are: the Reborn.

Thus, let us live, and let God and True Parents live in us, and dwell all around.

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