Let Me Be Gentle with My Words

Nancy Bowers RScP

Let Me Be Gentle with My Words
by Nancy Bowers, RScP

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.  I’ll meet you there.  When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.”  — Rumi

Sometimes, with those whom we trust to know the truth about us, we reveal the worst of ourselves.  We are harsh when we don’t mean to be.  My husband and I practice reminding each other “what you meant to say was…” when we catch each other being sharp with our words.  What a blessing it is that we have been together long enough to trust the intent and to be able to correct one another when we are sometimes less than kind.  This is a prayer to return to gentleness.

God is Pure Love.  Forgiving.  Kind.  Gentle and yet Strong.  That Divine Essence that I call God or Spirit is the life force of everything, and I know that life force is Good.  I know that Essence is Compassionate.  It sees the best in everyone for Its generosity is unparalleled.  It is Magnanimous.  God is Charitable.  He is Benevolent.  He is Caring.  He is simply Unadulterated Love.

And I know that I am as He is.  I know that you are as He is.  I know that beyond ideas of right and wrong, good and bad, or any impulse to compare and contrast, I find the purity of love.  It sees past “sins.”  It sees past disagreements.  There is no attack.  There is no conflict.  There is only love and it is gentle and kind and compassionate.

For we are one, you and I.  Each member of the human race, no matter how different, no matter how abrasive beats the heart of God.  Within each of us is that Divine Essence, that goodness, that gentleness, God.  For God placed the Holy Spirit in each person so that we might remember who we really are and so I affirm for all of us, that we remember.  Let us be kind with our words.  Let us be tender with one another.  Let ME be gentle with my thoughts.  Let me remember our oneness and see the best in everyone – those I love and those I am still learning how to love.  God is there in all my brothers, and my job is not to correct, but only to remember the truth of who they are.

So I let go of criticism.  I let go of thinking I know better.  I call on the Holy Spirit to guide me, to choose my words for me, to marinate me in God’s Love that I might be forever kind, forever loving, eternally forgiving.  Not because my brothers have sinned, but because my task is only to love as God loves; and as A Course in Miracles reminds me, “God does not forgive for He has never condemned.”

So, I give thanks for innocence.  I give thanks that God loves each of us completely that He saved us from ourselves by placing within us the Holy Spirit, the Heart of Compassion, the Soul of Gentleness.  I give thanks that in any moment I can call upon that Goodness and be returned to kindness.  Thank you, for guiding me back to gentleness.  Thank you for forgiveness.  Thank you, dear Lord, for Your Love.

I release this prayer knowing my words reflect the Glory of God and that He has heard my prayer and therefore it is done.  And so it is.  Amen.